Little consort Li would rather she had really fainted.
She felt as if her heart had been stepped on.
Her face was swollen and painful, and she could taste blood in her mouth.
She cried so hard that her tears flowed freely. In a daze, when she saw the young girl stepping on her, she felt an inexplicable fear.
At this moment, the evil spirit was still looking at her with an evil smile.
"Young consort Li, have you forgotten what I told you three years ago?" The young girl's face was clearly exquisite, but at this moment, she had a bit more heroic spirit.
"If you continue to make things difficult for her, I will definitely return the favor a hundredfold."
"You think she lost her mother's protection, and you really think I'm dead? As long as I'm here, don't even think about bullying her!" The young girl gritted her teeth, but it made little consort Li's body shiver.
Every word and sentence she said was telling herself that she was not Wen ruzhu.
