The two women's acrimonious voices sounded behind Mu Wushuang.
She slowly turned her head, her gaze fell on the two wives' pointed faces and monkey cheeks, her eyes seemed to be looking at the dead, without any mood swings.
"Xiao Baibai, let them enjoy it for a while."
Her lips were light and her tone was flat.
The people around hadn't realized what she meant by this sentence, they saw a slender silver snake the size of a little finger drilled out of her wrist, and the tongue with a cold breath was spitting out the letter, making people feel the smell of suffocation.
The next person didn't know what it was for a while, and only thought that Mu Wushuang had raised a small pet.After all, this snake was too small and seemed to be ineffective at all, and people smiled mockingly on their faces.
But in the next second, everyone was shocked!
Because the little silver snake was as fast as lightning, it plunged into the bodies of the two women at once, and pierced it directly.The little silver snake drilled and drilled, and there were countless more in the two women's body. The blood hole was soaking blood out.
They are so painful that they are screaming and screaming, and they don't want to live, this kind of torture, it is better to give them a knife directly.
All the servants trembled at the bottom of their hearts. There were two battles, and their eyes were full of fear, worried that the next one would be their turn. After all, the two women are in charge of the outer courtyard and the other is responsible for purchasing, and they are more identities than them. high.
It took a full quarter of an hour for the two bloody women to stop screaming, cut off their vitality, and lay their dead bodies on the ground.
Others dare not get out of the air, sweating like rain on their bodies, and what's more, they are scared and incontinent even when they urinate.
When Mu Wushuang looked at everyone's face one by one, they all shuddered wildly, not daring to look directly at this death-like girl.
"Sang Lan, who have been disrespectful to you, pick them out and train them so that they don't bark like a dog all day." She faced Sang Lan and said quietly, remembering that Sang Lan said that she was often bullied in the outer courtyard. Punish them well.
Sang Lan was grateful. Because she was not tall and dark, she was often bullied. Some people took pleasure in teasing her. She always dreamed of seeking justice one day, but she didn't expect this day to come so soon!
"You, you, you, and you, all come out!"
Sang Lan pointed one by one.
These people have the fate of the two women, so they dare not come out.
"Snapped!"
Sang Lan exhausted her strength and slapped a young maid's face with a slap.
This maid is the most hateful. She stole things from her master and planted it on her. She also deliberately made others bully her, causing her to suffer.
With this slap on it, Sang Lan felt that the whole person was okay.Seeing the usually proud maid who didn't even dare to resist the eyes, there was a feeling of raised eyebrows.
After the lap, Sang Lan's hand hurts, but she feels very relieved, and she is even more grateful to Mu Wushuang.
After beating people, these people still kneel on the ground and salute respectfully, no matter how resentful they are in their hearts, they dare not show any signs on their faces.
Mu Wushuang sneered, this kind of people who hold high and trample on low, the roots of inferiority have penetrated into the bone marrow, so they don't know what is strong, and they don't know what the sky is.
"Someone help me call Fu Bo."
She said.
"Yes, Miss Mu, the slave will go now!"
When Uncle Fu came over, she pointed to five or six honest-looking servants and said coldly: "You follow Fu Bo and serve the young master. If you don't serve well, it is the fate of these two women!"
Fu Bo is getting old, and Mu Wushuang can't bear to make him more tired, but Mu Yuheng is not in good health. If there is no Fu Bo to look after, she is not at ease, so she can only call a few more people.
The servant nodded repeatedly, saying that he would take good care of Young Master Mu.
Mu Wushuang finally swept the crowd coldly before stepping into the yard of the beautiful younger brother.
The room arranged by the palace for Mu Yuheng was very good, but looking at the thick fallen leaves and grass on the ground, she knew that the servant was deliberately lazy. After walking a few steps inside, she saw the beautiful younger brother standing under the eaves, thin. A lot of snow fell on his shoulders, I don't know how long I stood there.