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Chapter 1195

If you report her, she will definitely die!

Nan Yue'er knelt down and pressed her fingers hard on the wound on Lu Yan's forehead.

Lu Yan's whole body was shaking with pain, tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't dare to fall.

"Lv Yan, remember, from now on, your master will only be me. When I become the master of Tang Mansion, you will be my right-hand man."

"On the contrary, I will kill you before Tang Luo takes action!"

"Oh, by the way, remember to go out and chat with the maids in the Tang Mansion more often, and tell them that I am heartbroken for the old lady every day. I eat all day long and cannot sleep at night. In order not to make me sad,

No one from the Tang Dynasty is allowed to step into my room, do you hear me?"

Lu Yan endured the pain and nodded, with fear in his eyes.

Nan Yue'er continued: "Also, if I hit the pillar again to show my filial piety, you will stop me even if I die. No matter how I beat you or scold you, you are not allowed to let go. Do you understand me?"

She never intended to really hurt herself, but this green smoke was so stupid.

He actually let go under her beating and scolding. Logically speaking, he would have to stand in front of her even if he died.

Lu Yan winced and continued to nod.

Nan Yue'er stood up, her back to the green smoke, and she raised the corners of her lips contemptuously.

"In these years, I have learned a lot from these methods while following my good sister. I have learned a lot about these methods. Speaking of which, if it weren't for Nan Yunrou, I don't know how I would have gained the sympathy of those people."

Fortunately, she had learned her methods a long time ago, but before, she relied on herself to save the old lady and was too lazy to use them. After all, no matter how arrogant she was, the Tang Mansion could not drive her away.

But it's different now.

Now that the old lady is dead, she is of no use to the Tang Mansion.

In order to become the head of the Tang Mansion, she must become like Nan Yue'er.

"Miss."

Suddenly, a maid's report came from outside the door: "Miss, Miss Lin Mei from Lin Shangshu's Mansion is here to see you."

Lin Mei?

Nan Yue'er pursed her lips.

In the past, she asked Lin Mei to let the Tang Mansion see her, and she even ordered the people in the Tang Mansion not to stop Lin Mei again.

But later, it really made her unhappy that an ordinary-looking person like Lin Mei dared to look at a man as handsome as Xiangmu Wuyi, who looked like a fairy in a painting.

From then on, she never saw Lin Mei again.

Who would have thought that Lin Mei would actually come to find her——

Suddenly, the corners of Nan Yue'er's lips curved, a light flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Let her come to see me."

"Yes, miss."

Hearing the sound, the maid retreated.

After a while, she walked over quickly with a gorgeously dressed woman.

Although the woman was wearing a rich brocade dress, the color was too bright, and her skin was yellow, so the gorgeous dress looked a bit gaudy on her.

When Lin Mei just saw Nan Yue'er, tears fell down. She stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly: "Yue'er, the mother of Mu Wuyi's illegitimate son is back. I don't know what the woman did.

This trick made Princess Yunyue turn towards her and even drove me out of the palace."

"I know you can definitely take it out on me, that's why I came to you."

At this moment, Nan Yue'er was sitting weakly on the soft couch. Her face looked extremely pale, and she said feebly: "I have been too sad recently because of the death of the old lady. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Lin Mei's expression froze.

If even Nan Yue'er doesn't help her, who else in this world can help her?


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