Male God, a Little Su

Qing Rui heard her gentle voice, but felt a chill down her spine.

She pursed her lips, not confident enough to say: "Miss, you can't say that, our master definitely doesn't want to see you, you should go back!"

Although she was afraid, she still tried her best to maintain Su Yan.

"Ah……"

Su Xue sighed softly, her voice turned a little cold.

She looked at Qingrui, but said to Yuhe, "Look, it's really Miss Di who is serving her, and she speaks confidently." Su Xue seemed to be teasing, but looking at Qingrui's eyes, she felt Shady and terrifying.

Qingrui's eyes turned black, and her legs felt weak for a while.

At least for now, Mrs. Liu's mother and daughter, the fear given to her seems to be buried in her bones, and it will not disappear in a short time.

"But, even though I am a concubine, I am also the master of this mansion. Who gave you the courage to go over the master and talk to me like this?!" Su Xue looked at her sarcastically, not missing the gleam in her eyes. Fear, disdain in my heart, "Yuhe, slap your mouth!"

Yuhe is familiar with this matter.

"Obey, master!" Yu He sneered with squinting eyes, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Qing Rui.

"thump--"

Qingrui's legs softened, and she finally knelt down against the door.

The servants around looked at their eyes, their noses, their noses and their hearts, and after saluting to Su Xue, they ignored Qingrui, moved their things, and bypassed Qingrui, as if she was empty.

"Miss, you can't—" Qingrui shook her voice, pinched her palms unwillingly and gritted her teeth: "I belong to Miss Er, you have no right to dispose of me..."

"Oh? Really?" Yuhe spat, "If our master doesn't have it, who else has it?"

She stepped forward and was about to slap Qing Rui with a slap, and it looked like she had gathered all her strength.

"Snapped--"

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by broken porcelain and cries of pain.

"Qingrui is right. When will it be your turn to deal with my people?"

From the house, a girl wearing a water-green skirt slowly walked out. Little feet stepped on double-moon white embroidered shoes. On the skirt, green branches were entwined, and the embroidery of large flowers did not look tacky at all.

"And sister, she has self-knowledge. Since she knows that she is a concubine, she should stay in her yard honestly. She usually embroiders, plays the piano, and when she is old, she will marry a man of equal family background. I always fantasize Some unrealistic things, I am afraid that in the end, the gains will outweigh the losses~"

The young girl has a bright and pretty face, her voice rises softly when she speaks, and her black eyes are very agile.

Gleaming with constriction.

"What if I want to?!"

Gritting her teeth, Su Xue stared at her unwillingly, and for the first time directly showed her ambition in front of her.

"Then sister, why don't you give it a try? You just take what is mine, so what can you do?" Su Yan covered her lips, curled her eyelids and smiled slightly, as if she was in a very good mood.

Qingrui seemed to have seen the backbone, and her high-pitched heart finally fell back into her chest.

"Miss, you also decide for me!" Yu He cried as she knelt at Su Xue's feet while clutching her slashed head.

In his words, he did not hide his resentment towards Su Yan.

Su Yan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she chuckled.

"My sister said something just now, and I agree very much." She had a sleek skirt and a slender waist. Walking lightly in front of Yuhe, with slender fingers, she raised her chin, "I am the master, and you are the slave. The master dies, but the slave has to die, right?"