Tamer of the Beast

"Did you hear that that fool from the Su family was actually given a marriage by the emperor to the third prince?"

"No, that idiot can talk with saliva, and he can still be the third princess. I'm afraid he has been tortured to the point of losing his bones in less than three days after entering the palace."

"Think about it, the third prince is about to be named King Che. The women around him are as numerous as the gold, silver and jewelry in the palace. There are twelve concubines still alive. If they can live in peace, the sun will shine.

Come out from the west side"

Tingxiang Tea House

Listening to the discussions among the people drinking tea and chatting, a woman in white in the corner of the second floor smiled, raised the exquisite ceramic teacup in front of her, sipped lightly, and called her a fool.

Su Qinglan is mentally ill and a loser; but now it is Ye Yan who takes over her body

Ye Yan put down the teacup and stood up slowly. No one paid attention to her as she walked down the stairs, and her words became even more harsh.

"Su Qinglan's mother is a concubine who is not even as good as a maid... The emperor asked the third prince to marry her, which is simply an insult!" Before the middle-aged woman could finish her words, she felt a light flash around her.

"Ah!" The woman collapsed on the ground. She clearly heard the sound of bones breaking, and unbearable pain came from her hands and feet.

Everyone was in an uproar. They didn't see anything. Why did this woman...

Broken limbs?

"Help!" The woman yelled desperately. She just said a few words to Su Qinglan, who was recognized as a fool. Why did someone suddenly have her hands and feet amputated! If she knows who it is, she must bring him to court!

Ye Yan quietly put on her veil. At this moment, she was mixed in the crowd, watching everything with a calm expression.

Speak ill of her behind her back, it's your own fault

"Could it be that the concubine has a spirit in heaven and is not allowed to speak ill of Su Qinglan?" A man guessed in a lowered voice, which immediately attracted ridicule: "If that's true, that would be awesome!"

Immediately, I heard several shouts coming from the Xiang Tea House. Those people who were talking about Ye Yan behind my back all fell to the ground and howled in pain. Apparently, like the woman, they also had their hands and feet cut off.

Ye Yan still stood in the same place, seemingly not moving, with a calm expression on his face.

The waiter in the teahouse turned pale with fright. After something like this happened in the teahouse, who would dare to come to drink tea again? If the family members of these people come to the door, it will be even more difficult to handle.

Ye Yan secretly thought in her heart that just chopping off the hands and feet was not enough for her. Ye Yan actually enjoyed the feeling of torturing the enemy.

In this case, she lightly patted the table behind her and stared at the door.