Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Miss Three, you see the old lady's birthday party coming soon. Have you decided what gift to give?" Lu Rong saw Su Yueming's head down and copying all day long, and did not mention the gift to give, so she came from the side.

Remind.

Su Yueming put down the brush in his hand, lowered his head and blew the fainting ink traces, and said, "A gift is just a thought, don't be too nervous."

Lurong nodded and said, "Miss Three is saying."

Su Yueming stood up, Bier immediately moved forward, held her hand, and walked out of the yard together, saying, "You must pay special attention to Piaoer's every move and report to me at any time."

"Yes, Miss Third, she has died once, and I don't think she dares to do anything randomly."

"Not necessarily." Su Yueming raised his eyes coldly and said, "A person who has done betrayal will soon forget the taste of death as long as he has received enough punishment."

Bi'er's eyes couldn't help but hopped a few times, and she secretly prayed in her heart that Liu Piao'er would not be as greedy as Hongmei, and she died so miserably.

Su Yueming glanced at the direction of Ranxiang Garden and asked, "Lurong, what are you getting to go to the second aunt today?"

Lurong walked up and said—

"When I passed by today, the second lady and the second aunt had another conflict. The second lady also injured the second aunt's eyes. The second aunt kept wiping her tears. She felt much better when she saw the things given by the third lady.

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Su Yueming smiled slightly, "This thing should play its role in a few days."

"Su Yueming, you little bitch, get out quickly!" As he was speaking, an angry shout came from outside the door.

"It's the second young master!" Lu Rong screamed softly, and a look of worry flashed across her face. The second young master's violent temper is famous, and he never takes anyone seriously.

Although the Prime Minister said that Miss Third was not the murderer who hurt him, the second young master came to the door with a sword, and obviously he would not let Miss Third easily go, "Miss Third, what should I do?"

Su Yueming was not panicked. She had long expected that the first person Su Zicong was looking for after waking up was her.

"Don't be afraid, have I asked Leng Ru to prepare everything I prepared?"

"Here is here." Lu Rong quickly handed a small medicine bag to Su Yueming's hand. Su Yueming pulled down the hairpin on Lu Rong's head, poked the medicine bag twice, and poked several holes out.

, with a light sprinkle, the red powder sprinkled out.

"Miss Third, what is this?" Lu Rong asked curiously.

"Good thing." Su Yueming shook lightly again, and the medicine powder spilled out a little more.

Su Zicong kicked open the door and rushed over with great momentum. Su Yueming held the medicine powder in his hand, avoiding Su Zicong's sight.

Su Zicong slashed the sword with cold light at Su Yueming's neck, "Little bitch, I want to kill you!"

Su Yueming had already expected his slash, but unfortunately Su Zicong's left hand was not easy to use and he couldn't cut it accurately. She flashed and easily dodged the sword.

Su Zicong's center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered and rushed forward two steps. With a shock, his hand fell to the ground.

Su Yueming raised his eyes to face Su Zicong, who was murderous intent. His right hand was ruined, his palm drooped weakly, holding the sword in his left hand, looking weak, and trembling.

A sarcastic smile appeared in Su Yueming's cunning eyes and a snorted softly.

"Why are you laughing at?!" The embarrassed Su Zicong was particularly annoyed when he caught Su Yueming's smile.