The maid was shocked and pale, and her heart was filled with fear. After Ye Xue finished speaking, she suddenly knelt on the ground, supported the ground with her hands, and kept hitting the ground and kowtowing.
While bumping into each other, he said incoherently: "Miss, I'm just worried about you. I didn't mean to insult you."
Ye Xue looked at her condescendingly, "Worried? If you didn't think I was a waste, would you be worried about me? Since I didn't mean to insult, then show some sincerity."
She knelt down and put her hand on the back of the maid's head. The maid's eyes widened in horror. Ye Xue's face continued to expand in her pupils, and suddenly...
There was a "pop" sound, and Ye Xue suddenly pressed the maid's face into the remaining soup on the ground. The soup had been boiling all night, and the porcelain bowl was shattered on the ground. It was so sharp that it could cut the flesh.
Stab——
The sound of skin burning and breaking.
The maid struggled subconsciously, waving her hands wildly, and screamed incessantly. Ye Xue pressed the back of her head to prevent her from getting up. She was like a demon, bloodthirsty and cruel, almost mad, and her remaining sanity was burned away.
A long time passed until the maid didn't even have the strength to resist. Her limbs twitched a few times but became motionless.
Ye Xue stood up and left indifferently.
After she left, Yin Lan, who came to the main hall, looked at the maid lying on the ground and frowned. She lifted the maid up and saw her face, her heart twitched suddenly. The maid was beyond recognition, her face was bloody and bloody.
Blood clung to the soup, and white smoke hung on top.
Yin Lan was moved and seemed to want to save this maid, but she couldn't make her own decision, so she went to Feng Yu Pavilion to seek Qing Ge's opinion.
Fengyue Pavilion.
"Why do you want to save her?" Qing Ge drank the wine sent by Mo Xie, raised her eyebrows and asked.
During these days, Mo Xie would always send all kinds of fine wines to Fengyue Pavilion, either strong or mellow. In short, they were all rare and best in the world.
Yin Lan stood in front of Qing Ge, her back as straight as a sword, neither humble nor arrogant, "Although this girl is the personal maid of the Fourth Miss, she is pure and kind at heart. She has helped the slave several times when she was in trouble. I cannot ignore death without saving her."
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"Then save it." Qingge said.
Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. She never thought that Ye Xue would vent her inner anger on innocent people.
Qingge stood up and stretched, revealing her curves and figure. She looked at the blue sky after the heavy snowfall, curled her lips and smiled, with a deep coldness in her eyes.
It seemed that she had been recuperating for so long these days that Ye Xue thought everything would be fine from now on.
Now, it's just the beginning.
"Yinlan, do you know if there is any slave in the house who likes Ye Xue and has a simple mind and well-developed limbs?" Qingge asked.
Although Yinlan didn't understand why Qingge asked about this, she still thought about it seriously for a while and answered truthfully, "There is indeed one, he is the coachman who looks after the horse cellar. He is rich and powerful. Everyone in the house knows that he loves the fourth lady.
Someone once gossiped about the fourth young lady in the house, and he broke an arm."
Qingge's eyes lit up and she smiled: "That's him."
Ye Qingge was once ruined and became the most licentious woman in the Beiyue Kingdom. Now the situation has changed, and she wants Ye Xue to be ruined too!
"Yin Lan, after leaving Fengyue Pavilion, you can help me entertain Brother Mo, Brother Xiao and the young prince. If possible, it would be best to invite Young Master Ouyang Che, Yun Wan, Xiao Shui'er and Princess Chaoyang.
Now, let them come to my Fengyue Pavilion tomorrow evening to enjoy plum blossoms and drink." Qingge narrowed her eyes and smiled like a fox.
Yinlan nodded and agreed.
"Do you know how to unite and unite?" Qing Ge asked.
Yinlan was stunned for a moment and replied: "I know."
"Can you get it?"
"able."
"Okay, put the Albizia Julibrissin in Ye Xue's meal tomorrow night. Do it carefully and secretly so that no one finds out. After the medicine takes effect, ask the coachman to go to Ye Xue's room." After Qing Ge finished speaking, Yin
Lan suddenly realized that this was the case.
Yin Lan solemnly agreed and left Feng Yue Pavilion. Qing Ge turned to look at Ye Qingcheng, who was standing silently aside, and asked: "If you release the power of Fu Xi Qin, might Feng Yue Pavilion be able to sense what happened in Ye Xue's room?"
Ye Qingcheng nodded, "Okay."
"Tomorrow evening you play the piano and music in Fengyue Pavilion. Pay attention to Ye Xue. After the coachman enters Ye Xue's room, you should stop playing." Qingge said.
Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips and looked at the girl in front of her who was ordering people to do things in an orderly manner, with a bright smile on her eyes and brows, as if she was standing at the gate of the Nine Palaces and strategizing.
"Don't be careless about things tomorrow night. You must time it right. Stop playing the piano as soon as the coachman enters the room." Qingge said seriously.
What she wants is for Ye Xue's reputation to be ruined, that's all.
But she never thought about letting anyone defile Ye Xue. If that were the case, as long as she used the power of the Colosseum, someone could take away Ye Xue's virginity.
But, this is her bottom line.
Killing someone is just a nod of the head, a head is only a life, but she feels that a woman's chastity is a priceless treasure, so it is better to kill someone for money.
"But as long as they check, they can find out that Ye Xue took Hehuan Powder." Ye Qingcheng looked at Qingge worriedly.
"So what if we find out? As long as Ye Xue's reputation is ruined, it doesn't matter who gave the Hehuan Powder." Many things are like this.
What's more, Qingge didn't intend to stop there.
It's just that you have to take things slowly and don't rush.
"Qingcheng, what are your plans for the future?" Qingge suddenly asked: "The fact that you can match Fu Xiqin shows that you are no ordinary person. As long as you want to go, I can help you."
Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips tightly. She lowered her head and looked at the bottles of wine on the table. Her voice was a little floating, "Qingcheng has nothing to ask for. I just want to be by your side."
"It's dangerous to follow me." Qingge frowned.
"A mountain of swords and a sea of fire, no matter how hard you die, you will not give up."
Ye Qingcheng raised her face, her cold and beautiful expression broke into a smile. The flowers were blooming in the middle of winter, which actually made the winter plums in the courtyard lose their color.
Perhaps, many people are like this.
In the narrow world, in the closed space where there is no daylight, when a person appears, he identifies her as the yearning for this life. In the countless years to come, no matter how stunning and enchanting people appear again,
Nothing beats that slim hope.
Such is the case with Night Allure.
She was only a teenager, and her future was still very long, but on this road of exile, even the flowers withered until the end. In the end, all she could remember was the picturesque look on the girl's face by the lake that day.
, stretched out his hand towards her.
Say, follow me.
Qingge was stunned for a long time, then laughed wildly.
good.
Then let's brave this mountain of knives and this sea of fire together.
No matter the danger, no matter the ten thousand deaths, had she ever been afraid?