"Yeah!" Murong Zhining stopped and put the medicine on the cabinet next to her with a smile.

Mo Huaixin's eyes moved with her hands, and she saw Murong Zhining's every move. This woman is definitely not an ordinary person. According to her brother Jun's temperament, the woman who dared to assassinate him would have many consequences. But it is impossible for her to live until now.

She hated her and gritted her teeth. Why did she useless her hand? Brother Jun just slapped her? No matter how bad it is, she just wants her to serve her and serve her and serve her tea and water.

"Murong Zhining!"

Mo Huaixin looked at her with contemptuous eyes and said four words.

Murong Zhining paused and continued to take advantage of the medicine in her hand without saying anything.

"The three wastes of the Murong family married Brother Jun five years ago, but died of a fire." Mo Huaixin looked at Murong Zhining while saying that, "You are not dead! You have been missing for five years, and I came back to compete with this princess for a man?"

"The princess has recognized the wrong person!" Murong Zhining whispered slightly, "My name is Murong Zhining, but the same name and surname are not the person you say!"

"Is that right?" She smiled extremely hypocritical.

Murong Zhining did not answer again, and continued to play with the bowl of soup medicine with the spoon, as if she hadn't heard it clearly.

"You dare not answer the princess' words! Do you know that your identity is just a slut at the moment?" Mo Huaixin's voice was cold, and he pressed Murong Zhining with the indifferent momentum he had been in touch for many years.

"I know!" Murong Zhining replied.

"Hehe..." Mo Huainin looked at Murong Zhining with a funny look, and was about to say something. But he didn't expect Murong Zhining's next words to knock her to hell again.

"I just know that I try not to disgust you!" She handed the medicine to Mo Huaixin impatiently, as if telling her that she was enduring her. If she couldn't bear it one day, her other hand would be ruined.

She Murong Zhining would never have any pity for those who were unfavorable to her. If that hand could never be cured, the princess would be a bliss to her. As long as she could get the medicine, she would continue to run the Juexian Sect with her son. She controlled half of the lifelines of Liannan Kingdom. So what about the royal family? She would still step on her feet!

"Slutty, man!"

Mo Huaixin cursed coldly, and the corners of her mouth twitched violently. She unconsciously grabbed the rolling medicine. The moment Murong Zhining was about to let go, her jade fingers loosened. Murong Zhining had long expected this woman to do this, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

"ah--"

The moment the medicine fell to the ground, a shrill scream reached the entire Cinema. Only then did Murong Zhining realize that this woman was not going to mess with her.

What she wants to act is a bitter trick!

At the same time, on the ceremonial platform of Linghuang Temple

Jun Ye wore a red python robe, and walked towards the sacrificial platform with the old emperor and the princes like stars arched into the moon. The ceremony was solemn, and there was no noise on the sacrificial platform for thousands of people. It was not until half an hour later that the ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven was completed. There was a sound of jokes and conversation.

"King Ling Qing, this ceremony of sacrifice to heaven is over. How about playing chess with me in the backstage?"

"Playing chess? You know how to play chess. Ye, why not accompany me to drink."

"Go and go, do you think King Ling Qing is you, the playboy prince?"

...

There was constant noise, and Jun Ye walked off the stage silently. A hint of impatience appeared between his eyebrows. He walked out of the crowd without answering anyone's words.

Suddenly, a monk came over anxiously and bowed respectfully in front of Jun Ye.

"Your Highness Ling Qing, it's not good! Princess..."

Jun Ye frowned between his eyebrows. Before the monk finished speaking, how could he see Jun Ye still?

Speaking of which, Mo Huaixin came with Jun Ye. If she had any accidents, the Mo family would not give up. Besides, there was a premonition telling him that this matter was inseparable from Murong Zhining.

The originally quiet and elegant courtyard never quieted since the screams fell. In an instant, hundreds of monks stood in the courtyard, each holding wooden sticks and with a ferocious face. If it weren't for the fact that there was no hair on the other end, they would have thought that they were a group of bandits or killers.

In this temple full of royal interests, as long as the royal relatives give orders, in order to make meritorious, the monks in this temple have long had a pair of snobbish eyes.

That night, there was a fierce battle with Jun Ye. She didn't have much left in her skills. She had not recovered until now. At this time, she met these snobbish monks. Her physical strength was almost overdrawn.

Murong Zhining stood in the middle, and the sweat beads dripped down from her head one by one. Faced with such a critical moment, even if she was so tired that she could lie down at any time, the shallow falcons were as bright and sharp as cheetahs. She looked around in all directions. When she was exhausted, no one dared to approach her easily.

"She is almost out of reach!" Mo Huaixin's close maid reminded keenly, "This slut dares to hurt the princess, why don't you take this woman off for the princess!"

When everyone heard the maid's words, they suddenly seemed to realize something and attacked Murong Zhining in one after another.

"stop!"

With a loud shout, all directions stopped.

Jun Ye walked in with his hands under the gaze of everyone. His eyes, which were as dark as a nighthawk, glanced at everything. When the deep eyes emitted such a cold light, he would involuntarily hide his feminine and evil face, and make people ignore his original expression.

"See King Ling Qing, King Ling Qing Qiansui, Qian Qiansui!"

The monks put down the sticks in their hands in one go, and suddenly they knelt in the cinema. Only the floating figure stood alone in the wind. The hem of the skirt was flying, and it would fall down with a slight push, but there was no trace of cowardice in the pupil.

Jun Ye looked at him for a while, and finally moved away from the figure that made him helpless, and looked at everyone and said coldly, "What's going on?"

In the silence, the sound of the wind blowing by was heard. Almost no one dared to speak. It was not until the trembling voice of Mo Huaixin's personal maid heard that the immersion was broken again.

"King Ling Qing comes again, please ask King Ling Qing to take charge of our princess!" The maid was crying and trembled pitifully. "This slut claims to be noble and dislikes the princess. She refuses to feed the princess medicine. She actually handed the hot medicine to the princess. The princess's hand injury has not yet recovered, so how can she have the strength to take the medicine?"

The maid said, wiped her tears before continuing, "As a result, the medicine was knocked over, and the princess's whole hand was burned and the redness and swelling was painful! Prince, how could our princess's daughter be bullied like this? But this woman still wants to escape!"

This drama is performed realistically, which makes Murong Zhining smile weakly. Did she ever think about running?

After hearing what the maid said, Jun Ye walked into the house. He saw that Mo Huaixin, who had always been "strong", had already cried into tears. His decisive whole hand was so hot that his flesh could be seen.

"Brother Jun..." Mo Huaixin's delicate voice was so sad. He was a man, and he couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw such a beauty with pear blossoms and rain.

Jun Ye's eyes instantly became a little colder and shot at Murong Zhining, "What a vicious woman!"

"It's too much!" She didn't think or make a quibble. She quickly responded. But the powerless smile was still fascinating.

Jun Ye hesitated for a while and moved you back from Murong Zhining. He took out a bottle of golden sore medicine from his arms, and his voice was slightly soft, "Take it away! It's good tomorrow."

Seeing this, the personal maid immediately stepped forward and took the medicine in her hand, "Prince, don't you let the imperial doctor come?"

"If you think my medicine is not as good as the imperial physician, it is certainly OK!"

After Feng Qingyundan's words, no one dared to say the second word again, but just nodded in response, "Yes, yes..."

"Brother Jun, I want you to wipe me!" Mo Huaixin spoke again with a sense of coquettishness and grievance.

When Jun Ye looked at her, he carried a gentleness slightly, "I will deal with this woman for you!"

"real?"

Mo Huaixin seemed unable to believe her hearing. What she wanted to achieve today is this goal. If she could achieve it, what else would she care about?

Jun Ye did not answer, but turned his eyes naturally. For some reason, seeing Murong Zhining's arrogant temperament, he felt that every cell was angry.

"It's okay if you hurt your master. You want to escape, but you're really unforgivable." His voice was nothing different except a little cold. But hearing it into the ears of the people around you, it always makes people tremble unconsciously.

At the scene, some princesses were happy, some were watching the show, and some were afraid. But no one was worried about Murong Zhining.

"Come, pull this bold woman down. At worst, three hundred whips! No matter how hard you beat me."

As soon as this statement was said, the aura around him naturally became colder. Everyone took a breath of cold air. King Ling Qing is King Ling Qing, and even in this temple, he was merciless. After whipping three hundred times, haha... a man may not be able to withstand it. Just with this woman, how can he withstand it?

"Good means!" Her shallow phoenix eyes slightly raised, and the wind was as calm as if she was discussing the weather.

Jun Ye stood quietly, and was calm and unpredictable. It seemed that Murong Zhining would say this, within his expectations.

After ordering, someone was already coming over around him and was about to carry Murong Zhining to execute him.

She shook off the guards on both sides and looked at Jun Ye with clear eyes as clear as water, "I will bless you in heaven! I wish you and your princess sister love each other, as if they are inseparable. I will give birth to a noble son early..."

"Hahaha……"

She smiled at the sky, as bright as the stars, and the whole country was fascinating. Until her figure disappeared, the people present still felt the lingering sounds. It was obviously a blessing, but it seemed like a spell!
Chapter completed!