Male God, a Little Su

The girl's dark eyes reflected the gloomy light, mixed with an unknown smile, she hooked her fingers, full of bewitching.

Su Xue took two steps forward uncontrollably, and suddenly an alarm bell sounded in her mind, and she stopped panting.

Looking at Su Yan: "You want to hit me again? Don't forget that I will enter the palace in a few months. If you dare to touch me, Daddy can't spare you—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, his hair was suddenly grabbed tightly by a small hand.

The girl's hands tightened little by little, and Su Xue felt that the other party was about to take off her scalp. She cried out in pain, and immediately wanted to call her maid over.

"Come here and try?" Su Yan chuckled, she took out the small dagger at her waist and patted her face, "Such a beautiful face, if carved with a flower, it would look even better, right?"

Her soft tone, wrapped in a sweet taste, seemed to be acting like a baby.

However, the words spit out from those cherry lips that are more delicate and beautiful than flower petals make people shudder.

"Su Yan, you lunatic! How dare you—" Su Xue warned with staring eyes, cold sweat dripping down her back.

She didn't dare to move, for fear that Su Yan's hand would be unsteady and poke her in the face.

Then her glory and wealth will completely leave her——

"Second Miss, let go quickly!"

"If you hurt Missy, Lord Hou will definitely not let you go!"

Su Yan's scarlet tongue licked her lips, she tilted her head, and moved closer to Su Xue's ear.

The little hand clasped the back of her head.

"What does my sister think? Do you think it will—"

Su Xue was still in panic, the warm and sweet breath made goose bumps rise on her arms.

And Su Yan's rhetorical question made Su Xue even more embarrassed.

The answer is well known to each other.

"You're just an impostor's daughter-in-law. Do you really think that winning this title will wash away the humble blood in your bones?" Su Yan's big eyes were slightly raised, filled with endless malice and sarcasm, "Sheng Zhou Now that the back position is vacant, everyone wants to fight for it. Winning is the ultimate glory. I am the one who ruined you and entered the palace. Do you really think he will go to the palace again for a daughter who has no use value? Destroy the other?"

A feeling of coldness penetrated from the soles of the feet, forcing it into Su Xue's bones.

She could even clearly hear her bones creaking and creaking from the cold.

"I'm daddy's most beloved daughter! How can you compare with me?" She pinched her palm and retorted with red eyes and gritted teeth.

"laugh--"

The girl's eyes were bent like crescent moons.

Bright and charming.

"Sister is so cute," she praised nonchalantly, "How does that compare to the glory and wealth? How does it compare to his title? How does it compare to the name of the empress' mother clan?"

Su Xue's eyes turned black.

"So, you are so cute—" Su Yan shook her head, her tone contemptuous.

They all lived their whole life again, and they were still so innocent. Just like that, you still want to grab what belongs to others with evil intentions, really thinking that you can survive the strife in the harem?

"Shut up!" Su Xue didn't want to hear any more.

Su Yan let go of her, and glanced at the lamp on the floor that had been ruined by wax oil splashing on the inner wall, a look of pity flashed in her eyes.

She patted Su Xue's face, and slowly approached, the two looked at each other, and the flames splashed everywhere.

The soft voice is soft and quiet, only two people can hear it.

"You are arrogant, I will kill you sooner or later—"