Mrs. Yu was furious: "Ling Luo, you hurt my son with your slanderous words, and now you are pretending to be innocent here. It is simply shameless!"
Ling Luo still lowered his head and said in a very aggrieved voice: "If father and second mother don't believe it, they can summon the dozen guards who followed the elder brother last night for questioning. If Luo'er makes a false statement, he is willing to be punished.
Goug out your eyes."
After all, Ling Nie was the commander-in-chief of the 100,000-strong Forbidden Army, and he was much calmer when faced with problems. He summoned the dozen guards, and after questioning, he found that what Ling Luo said was indeed true.
Seeing that she couldn't get the favor, Yu felt sad, anxious and angry, but she couldn't find a place to vent her anger.
Ling Nie looked at Ling Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, and announced in a deep voice: "Although Ziying's injury was caused by himself, it has nothing to do with you. I will punish you in isolation for three months."
Yu's face looked shocked, and she said in a trembling voice: "Master, just...that's it?"
"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Ling Nie fought back, with a hint of anger in his voice, "If you hadn't been indulging that scoundrel all day long, how could he have been hanging out every night and causing such a big mess?"
Yu was speechless, with her red lips half-opened, wanting to argue something, but in the end she couldn't.
Ling Nie snorted coldly, stood up, and took the lead to step out of the Yuling Pavilion door. Yu was so sad that it took a long time before she recovered from her extreme depression.
Ling Luo and Yu were the only two people left in the room.
Ling Luo stood up slowly. Her calves were completely sore and her knees were aching. She held on to the table beside her and then fell down on the chair.
Mrs. Yu stood up slowly, walked in front of her, looked at her with an extremely sinister look, and said nothing.
Bathed in such resentful eyes, Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly, poured a cup of tea happily, took a sip, and said, "Do you have anything else?"
Mrs. Yu gritted her silver teeth and said bitterly: "Ling Luo, you will get retribution sooner or later!"
Ling Luo sneered, raised a pair of cold eyes, and the sarcasm on the corner of his lips was unmistakable: "I think you have made a mistake. It is not me who will get retribution sooner or later, but Yu Min, your retribution has finally arrived."
When Mrs. Yu heard this, panic flashed in her eyes, the anger on her face also dissipated a lot, and her voice was a little weak: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Ling Luo put one hand on the sandalwood table and tapped it gently with his middle finger, once and for all, very regularly, but the smile on the corner of his lips became thicker and thicker, and said: "I believe you know. Mu
I will take back Yu Ling's hatred and the humiliation of the past six years bit by bit."
Yu's face turned pale, and his teeth bit out a bloody mark on his lips, saying: "It's just you, a waste of a first-level warrior? Don't let me get rid of my big teeth!"
"Haha." Ling Luo put down the porcelain cup, stared at Mr. Yu with a burning gaze, and said, "Is it trash? Let's wait and see."
Yu snorted coldly: "Who can't bluff?"
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Ling Yue's face, Ling Ziying's eyes, what's next?"
"Ling Luo! You vicious woman, please restrain yourself!" Mrs. Yu suddenly became anxious, "Yue'er's face will get better. In the afternoon, seven bottles of skin-beautifying liquid will be auctioned in Zhiren Pavilion. My son
I will also find a miracle doctor to help reattach the baby's eyes!"