"This sentence should be given to you by me." Su Zicong appeared slowly with his hands behind his back. He raised his hand to stroke his sleeves and said grimly - "Don't forget, this is...
The Prime Minister's Mansion is not the countryside. You, a lowly concubine, are restless and self-disciplined. Now you have brought this upon yourself!"
"Su Zicong!" She shouted loudly, her eyes like cold knives and her voice like ice knives. Su Long and Su Hu couldn't help but take a step back.
"Stop talking nonsense to her!" Su Zicong ordered.
Su Long came to his senses and roughly pushed her into the corner. Her back hit the cold and hard stone wall behind. Suddenly, a feeling of pain spread from her back to her whole body.
Su Hu took out a short knife and slowly leaned towards Su Yueming's face.
"What's so scary about being disfigured! Come on! Just do it! The deeper the stroke, the better! The harder the stroke, the better! But this is all because of your guilty conscience! Hahaha!" Suddenly, Su Yueming laughed wildly, without a trace of laughter.
He raised his head fearlessly and held his chin high, with an expression that showed no fear of life or death.
She spoke with a Lingran aura, and Su Hu, a reckless man who always only listened to Su Zicong's orders, couldn't help but tremble with the short knife in his hand.
"What are you still hesitating about?!" I had to admit that Su Zicong himself was suddenly distracted by Su Yueming's wild laughter. He snatched the short knife from Su Hu's hand, raised it high, and fiercely pointed at Su Yueming's flawless white jade face.
It crossed his face.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard. Su Zicong felt a numbness in his wrist, his fingers were slightly open, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Someone?!
Su Yueming opened his eyes suddenly, and saw an expression of disbelief on Su Zicong's face. His hand dropped, and an iron chopstick was clearly rubbed hard into his wrist.
This shows how ruthless the person who uses the hidden weapon is!
"Ouch!"
Only a miserable howl was heard, and Su Zicong fell to the ground and rolled in pain. The fingers of the hand that was pierced by the iron chopsticks were bent, and blood suddenly flowed all over the floor.
"Second Young Master!" Seeing this, Su Long and Su Hu didn't care about Su Yueming, and immediately helped Su Zicong and carried him on his back.
"Quickly, inform the eldest lady, call the doctor!"
Accompanied by Su Zicong's miserable cries, the three people quickly disappeared into the Jade Tea Garden.
"Miss Third, what happened?" The three maids who came after hearing the news ran over quickly and asked.
Su Yueming looked at the outside of the wall and saw a cyan figure leaping past. She subconsciously took two steps forward to catch up. It wasn't Leng Ru!
This figure was clearly the person she saw the day she snatched Su Baixi's parrot with a wild cat!
And this person, she is already familiar with it now, it is him!
Knowing who it was, she didn't rush to catch up.
only……
She looked down and saw that the short knife originally used to slash her face was lying on the ground, as well as blood dripping from Su Zicong's wrist.
At that moment, with such force, the iron chopsticks penetrated Su Zicong's wrist directly. It seemed that his right hand was going to be useless!
He had an accident at her place. Not to mention the eldest lady, even Su Buqing would probably hold her responsible.
She frowned and secretly said——
Didn't this person ever think about how much trouble he would cause her?
However, even if he didn't cripple Su Zicong's hand, she was still planning to take action. Now that he was doing this, he just wanted her to take action in advance.
She estimated that now that the eldest lady was busy treating Aiko's hand injury, she would not come to accuse her yet, so she must seize this time.
"Come in with me!" thinking, she walked into her room with a cold expression.