Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Leng Ru." Murong Canghai shouted.

"Yes, Your Highness." Leng Ruyi understood and winked at the person in a corner not far away. The man nodded, then walked out and walked towards the sedan chair.

Su Yueming looked around with a sharp look, and then he realized that there were people everywhere protecting Murong Canghai's surroundings.

"You are blind, you dare to hit the sedan chair of the third lady of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion! Do you want to die? The third lady is the Funing clan's concubine personally conferred by the emperor!"

Only a rough roar was heard, and the person who had just walked out of the corner immediately bent down and accompanied him to be careful in fear.

"I've hit the third lady, don't want your head, get out of here!" The person who carried the sedan chair seemed to do something intentionally, deliberately shouting loudly, wanting people to know that the person sitting in the sedan chair was Su Yueming, and the roar caused the next to him.

People looked over one after another.

Seeing this, Su Yueming snorted coldly, "It's true that it's not as expected, it's really despicable!"

Murong Canghai looked at the darkening sky, put down the curtain of the carriage and said, "Let's go, now we will go to the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, we will arrive before them."

Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

A group of slaves were outside the room in fear and fear. Their young lady got angry for a long time inside, and three slaves were injured.

"Bang!" Only a loud noise was heard, and a vase suddenly flew out of it, and it hit a maid's head with a bang, and then fell to the ground. The priceless vase turned into pieces.

The maid who was hit by the innocent fell to the ground, her head was bleeding, and she rolled on the ground in pain, howling.

Several other slaves rushed forward and wanted to carry the injured person away to stop the bleeding.

"Don't leave, stop me! My lady was stabbed twice in the face. Why, are you guys more expensive than my dignified young ladies in the Left Prime Minister's Mansion? Can't you stand it?"

Song Feiyan walked out of the room angrily, raised her hand and slapped her twice, and slapped her indiscriminately on the face of the slave opposite. The servant slapped her face so painful that her face was congested, but she didn't even dare to say anything.

There were long and deep hideous scars on the left and right sides of her face, and her beautiful face could no longer be seen.

Now, the scars on her face have not healed, she cannot step on the door, and she cannot go out of the second door, so she can only stay in the room to recover from her wounds. She drinks bitter and astringent medicine, faces her ugly face, and has nowhere to be angry.

If you vent, you will unscrupulously take the slaves in the room to vent your anger.

And whenever she thinks of Su Yueming scratching her face in front of so many people, making her face look gone, she will be furious.

She, Song Feiyan, the legitimate daughter of the Left Prime Minister's House, the daughter of Princess Xuehen, and the emperor's niece, actually suffered such a great loss in front of Su Yueming's concubine, which was worthless. How could she swallow her breath!

What she didn't expect was that even if her mother Xuanyuan Xuehen took action personally, she would return empty-handed and failed to touch Su Yueming's hair.

What kind of divine power does she have?!

"What's wrong with this?" Xuanyuan Xuehen frowned and walked over. She was dressed in luxurious makeup, with a golden hairpin on her head, and her whole body was filled with natural nobleness. A group of slaves were followed by her.

Seeing a few injured maids glanced at her, she said to Yu Die, the close maid behind her, "Take them down and take them down to recuperate."

"Yes." Yudie instructed the rest of the people to carry the injured slave out.

"Mother!" Song Feiyan held Xuanyuan Xuehen's arm with both hands and said unrestrainedly, "I really can't swallow this breath. If I don't teach Su Yueming a lesson, I... I'll die." "Leng Ru.

” Murong Canghai shouted.

"Yes, Your Highness." Leng Ruyi understood and winked at the person in a corner not far away. The man nodded, then walked out and walked towards the sedan chair.

Su Yueming looked around with a sharp look, and then he realized that there were people everywhere protecting Murong Canghai's surroundings.

"You are blind, you dare to hit the sedan chair of the third lady of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion! Do you want to die? The third lady is the Funing clan's concubine personally conferred by the emperor!"

Only a rough roar was heard, and the person who had just walked out of the corner immediately bent down and accompanied him to be careful in fear.

"I've bumped into the third lady, don't want your head, get out of here!" The person carrying the sedan chair seemed to do something intentionally, and deliberately shouted loudly, wanting people to know that the person sitting in the sedan chair was Su Yueming, and the roar caused the next to him.

People looked over one after another.

Seeing this, Su Yueming snorted coldly, "It's true that it's not as I expected, it's really despicable!"

Murong Canghai looked at the darkening sky, put down the curtain of the carriage and said, "Let's go, now we will go to the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, we will arrive before them."

Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

A group of slaves were outside the room in fear and fear. Their young lady got angry for a long time inside, and three slaves were injured.

"Bang!" Only a loud noise was heard, and a vase suddenly flew out of it, and it hit a maid's head with a bang, and then fell to the ground. The priceless vase turned into pieces.

The maid who was hit by the innocent fell to the ground, her head was bleeding, and she rolled on the ground in pain, howling.

Several other slaves rushed forward and wanted to carry the injured person away to stop the bleeding.

"Don't leave, stop me! My lady was stabbed twice in the face. Why, are you guys more expensive than my dignified young ladies in the Left Prime Minister's Mansion? Can't you stand it?"

Song Feiyan walked out of the room angrily, raised her hand and slapped her twice, and slapped her indiscriminately on the face of the slave opposite. The servant slapped her face so painful that her face was congested, but she didn't even dare to say anything.

There were long and deep hideous scars on the left and right sides of her face, and her beautiful face could no longer be seen.

Now, the scars on her face have not healed, she cannot step on the door, and she cannot go out of the second door, so she can only stay in the room to recover from her wounds. She drinks bitter and astringent medicine, faces her ugly face, and has nowhere to be angry.

If you vent, you will unscrupulously take the slaves in the room to vent your anger.

And whenever she thinks of Su Yueming scratching her face in front of so many people, making her face look gone, she will be furious.

She, Song Feiyan, the legitimate daughter of the Left Prime Minister's House, the daughter of Princess Xuehen, and the emperor's niece, actually suffered such a great loss in front of Su Yueming's concubine, which was worthless. How could she swallow her breath!

What she didn't expect was that even if her mother Xuanyuan Xuehen took action personally, she would return empty-handed and failed to touch Su Yueming's hair.

What kind of divine power does she have?!

"What's wrong with this?" Xuanyuan Xuehen frowned and walked over. She was dressed in luxurious makeup, with a golden hairpin on her head, and her whole body was filled with natural nobleness. A group of slaves were followed by her.

Seeing a few injured maids glanced at her, she said to Yu Die, the close maid behind her, "Take them down and take them down to recuperate."

"Yes." Yudie instructed the rest of the people to carry the injured slave out.

"Mother!" Song Feiyan held Xuanyuan Xuehen's arm with both hands and said unrestrainedly, "I really can't swallow this breath. If I don't teach Su Yueming a lesson, I... I'll die."