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【Ling Hui ends】

Everyone near the loud noise was stunned.

The scalding hot tea splashed everywhere as the teacup burst.

The fine pear wood table somehow broke into pieces. The sawdust fell to the ground like dust, and the wooden table had already turned into scattered pieces of wood. The wooden strips seemed to have been torn into pieces.

Generally, no part is complete, which makes people feel heartbroken when they look at it.

"Why, you're not talking anymore? Well, county girl—sister!"

Lifting her chin, Ling Zihan still looked at Ling Hui with charming eyes, her eyebrows flashed with disdain that she didn't even bother to hide. The arrogance that seeped into her bones was revealed in every move she made, even when she fiddled with the tea cup in her hand.

The lid of the cup will also reveal that unrivaled momentum. Perhaps this is what the fortune teller said, the magnanimity of a born imperial swallow is unattainable.

For a moment, Ling Hui was also stunned.

She was stunned on the spot, looking at the confident Ling Zihan, her dull eyes shrank back to the ground, just looking at the mess all over the ground. She couldn't help but have this thought in her heart, if it were herself, she would probably

Blood and flesh have been scattered all over the place for a long time, and not even a single intact bone can be saved!

But how did this happen? Is it Liuyun?

But she didn't take action, how could...

With a hint of hatred in her doubtful eyes, she glanced at Qing Dai, who looked wary but still calm and calm in the room. She was not shocked by this sudden incident. It should be her. Look at her, she has always been standing beside Ling Zihan.

There was no surprise on the side, so it must have been her. I heard that she was a person in the world, and was highly respected by everyone in the house. She also served Ling Zihan alone. She must have been the same as her father's bodyguard.

.

She clenched her fists and looked at Qingdai. Her indifferent demeanor reminded her of Ling Zihan. Although her face had no expression, it was extremely delicate. It was definitely a top-notch look. It was so beautiful that it made people jealous.

Endless.

Ling Hui gritted his teeth with anger rushing to the top of his head, but when he thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

"Qingdai, why are you still standing here? Go and ask the prince to come over and tell him that Princess Ling Hui of Lord Ling's family came to the house in a majestic manner today, saying that she wanted to make him a cheap father. Ask him if he will

, still refused."

Hearing the sound, Qingdai bowed politely, pushed away from Ling Zihan, and walked slowly outside.

Passing by Ling Hui, she left a very light, but heart-shaking low laugh. She slowly walked down the stairs, stepping on a few timid girls and women who had already been paralyzed by fear, and performed her skills with great leaps.

Get up and leave as fast as you can.

Ling Hui, who came back to her senses, finally found the discomfort in her heart.

She was sure that it was not Qingdai who moved her hand.

Because Ling Zihan didn't give orders, and she felt that Qingdai was different from Liu Yun. She should be the kind of master who would act only when ordered.

Before she came here, her father had told her that there were many talented people around Ling Zihan, so she was not 100% sure and should never act rashly. But he did not mention whether Ling Zihan knew martial arts. She also

She has been with Ling Zihan for a long time. Although they don't meet often in Jinzhong now, she can also learn about her daily behavior in the house from the maids and women around her. There is nothing to prove this woman.

Know martial arts.

It’s not Liuyun, it’s not Qingdai, it’s not Ling Zihan, who else could it be?

After looking around, a ridiculous idea flashed into my mind—could it be witchcraft.

witchcraft?

Witch!

Suddenly enlightened, Ling Hui raised her head and looked at Ling Zihan with a hint of panic in her eyes, and her heart trembled again.

Is it witchcraft?

Oh no, no, it seems that she underestimated Ling Zihan.

But she couldn't blame her entirely. These days, the frequent hints from "King Ke" made her feel confident. Coupled with the encouragement from the maid and woman beside her, and the imperial edict last night, she unconsciously

She became arrogant. Then she felt that the time was ripe and wanted to take her place. She would make a contribution in front of her father as soon as possible so that her mother could be liberated from the cold palace and take her place as the Second Lady. But now...

"Big sister? I mean, big sister, it's not hot today yet. Why are you so sweaty! Don't you want to come and talk to me? Why are you standing alone in the wind and not saying a word!"

Ling Zihan mocked her with a half-smile.

With slightly frowning eyes, Liu Yun slid past behind him, paused, and said calmly: "Look at my memory, Yun'er, ask the girl to bring a small footstool for eldest sister, and leave it at the door. Then ask eldest sister to sit down.

Down."

In the Western Dynasty, footstools were given to people of lower status by those with higher status. They usually sat beside the bed, couch, or door. Just like the maids who beat their master's legs, they would squat.

Just like sitting on a footstool, it shows her status as a mistress. At this moment, Ling Zihan gave her a footstool, which was undoubtedly a sign of contempt for her.

Just one sentence touched Ling Hui's pain.

What she hated most in her life was to be called inferior, and she couldn't help but said angrily: "Huh, no need, I, the princess, should just stand, don't worry!"

Ling Zihan narrowed her eyes slightly, sipped her saliva disapprovingly, nodded slowly and said with a smile: "That's right, eldest sister is quite self-aware. However, it's okay, lest I can't look back and watch Dao Lei again.

, it’s really not worth it if I get chopped up by my sister and kill two people.”

Ling Zihan spoke clearly and word by word, making sure that Ling Hui could hear every word clearly, and it hit her heart so hard that it left her bloody.

"You - Ling Zihan, don't go too far! The fetus in my princess's belly is of King Ke's flesh and blood. If there is even the slightest deviation, I'm afraid your position as princess will not be secure! Even if, this princess

If I don’t cause trouble for you, hehe… I’m afraid the royal family won’t let you go!”

After a pause, Ling Huiyan smiled, raised the corners of her mouth, and gave a sneer that she thought was vicious but was actually funny. She looked at Ling Zihan and said: "I'm afraid the princess sister cannot bear the charge of endangering the flesh and blood of the royal family! Even if

No matter how much my prince loves you, I can't keep you

It's gone!" As she said that, she bent over and picked up a piece of wood, gestured to her stomach, and snorted in a conspiratorial manner, "The worst is to scatter them in one shot, so I will poke my stomach right now.

You - this bitch is doomed, hahahaha..."

"Are you crazy!" Ling Zihan glanced at her and sneered contemptuously: "You poke me, I want to see how they spread out!" Raising her eyebrows, Ling Zihan put down the cup.

, sneered and sneered: "Why, don't you dare? Okay, I'll help you! Liu Yun, give her a whip, and aim at that belly. Give her a whip,

Beat him hard until the skin and flesh are torn, and then take out the child by caesarean section. Being alive is considered a merit, and it doesn't matter if he dies. As long as the bones and blood are obtained, and the prince confesses his kinship with blood, he will know with one test. I don't know Wei Hai.

How sinful is the heir of the royal family, but I know that pretending to be the heir of the royal family is a major crime of deceiving the emperor, betraying the emperor, and destroying the family and genocide!"

Snap——

He patted the table and said without paying attention. He didn't want the table at his hand to fall apart, along with the exquisite tea cups, fruit plates, snack racks... falling to the floor, making it extremely messy.

Liu Yun hurriedly went to help Ling Zihan, "Miss, be careful! Don't be stubborn with this kind of person. If you hurt your body or Lin'er because of her, you will make the prince worry again."

"Liu Yun is right. You, little girl, make me feel at ease every day!" A familiar reassuring voice came from outside.

Ling Zihan was stunned for a moment, but she turned around and fell into the warm chest with the faint scent of mint. Then a gentle and evil voice, accompanied by burning breath, penetrated into her ears, making her blush - "

You, I really don’t know whether I should raise you as a daughter or pamper you as a wife."

Then, he brought his nose close to hers, rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately, and said, "You tortured little goblin!"

"Yi, you came just in time." Ling Zihan was not shy, she simply stood up and gave up her seat, then sat in his arms, reached out to brush away a few petals from his hair, and raised the corners of her lips as she said, "It's nothing at all.

It's such a big deal that it requires you to abandon your staff and come here in such a hurry, it's really..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xuanyuan Huang put his finger across her lips, pressed lightly, and then said: "Hey! Your problem is the biggest at any time! It doesn't matter if you leave your staff behind, even if it's the country.

, in the eyes of this king, you are not as important as you." He does not hesitate to tell people all over the world that he is his favorite.

His wife, Xuanyuan Huang lowered his head and kissed her forehead in a show of affection in public. Immediately, he raised his head, frowned majestically, and looked at Ling Hui with disgust, who was kneeling on the ground, crying silently, looking sad and aggrieved.

He lowered his head to look at his beloved wife in his arms and sneered: "Is this the person who is here to bring bad luck to you again?"

"Your Majesty... you have to make the decision for me, I, I... I want to kill our flesh and blood!"

Ling Hui curled her lips, as if she had been abandoned by her husband, looked at Xuanyuan Huang sadly, and shouted softly, which instantly made Ling Zihan tremble uncomfortably. The tea cup she just took from Nan'er's hand,

It almost tipped over. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Huang reached out in time to steady himself, and he was able to avoid being splashed with water.

However, looking at Xuanyuan Huanghei's face, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and wait to watch the show.

"Hmph, no matter how bad I am, I will never fall in love with a woman like you." Xuanyuan Huang didn't even look at Ling Hui, and stretched out his hand to gently caress Ling Zihan's slightly bulging belly, as if he were treating his beloved treasure.

, cautiously, with tenderness on his face."

The flesh and blood of this king, in the belly of the princess, whether it is the prince or the princess, can only be born of the legitimate wife that this bastard brought in a big sedan chair. You - even all the women in the world are dead.

, I will never fall in love with a woman like you!"

Ling Hui seemed to be struck by lightning, unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wang, your lord..." With a trace of hope in her heart, she knelt down with difficulty, crawled over step by step, and reached out to grab Xuanyuan Huang's trouser leg, but was kicked away by him mercilessly. Wrist drama

The pain was nothing compared to Ling Hui's greed at this moment. She forced herself to hold on to the ground and cried in a pitiful voice.

He said: "My lord, have you forgotten the covenant under the moon? Are the words you say every night when you make love to me all false? My lord... my lord, even if you forget these, you will not forget it."

What did you say when you held me in your arms that night when you and your sister came home? You said you would marry me, you said——"

"I would rather say this to a sow than to you!" Xuanyuan Huang sneered coldly, raised his hand and made a gesture, Yan Xiuyuan grabbed this person and walked in from the door.
To be continued...