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How could that be possible? If even Fourth Sister and the empress couldn't cure this woman, then she wouldn't be able to vent her anger for the rest of her life!

With a faint smile, Mu Bingyue's figure suddenly appeared beside Mu Ling in a ghost-like manner.

Mu Ling had her hands injured. If she made another move, her wounds would be affected. She was still young, so she didn't want to leave any traces of her illness behind. She looked at the empress anxiously. "Empress, save, save me!"

Mu Bingyue sneered in her heart. This Mu Ling still knows how to beg for mercy and give in. It seems … He wasn't as stupid as he thought. At least he was smarter than Ninth Miss.

Mu Bingyue stretched out her hand and grabbed Mu Ling's arm.

Mu Ling was so frightened that her face turned pale. The empress hurriedly shouted out from the side, "Don't be so presumptuous with me here!"

Mu Bingyue smiled and twisted her hand before quickly releasing it.

With a cracking sound, the crisp sound of bones could be heard. Everyone looked at Mu Ling with sympathy. Their hands were broken, and if they were to be twisted like this, their entire arms would probably be crippled.

"You dare to hurt Fourth Sister in public, I'll kill you!" As Ninth Miss spoke, a fiery red magic pillar of light appeared in her palm, growing bigger and bigger as it shot towards Mu Bingyue.

Mu Bingyue dodged the kick by ducking backwards and kicked Ninth Miss's forehead with her foot. Her well-groomed bangs were instantly stained by the ugly soles of her shoes …

Some of them couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ninth Miss was kicked until she felt dizzy and staggered a few steps. After stabilizing herself with great difficulty, she prepared to attack again.

She was truly annoyed.

"Little Nine, wait a moment!" On the other side, Mu Ling suddenly called out to Ninth Miss.

"Fourth Sister, don't stop me. I must kill her today!" Ninth Miss had obviously lost control of herself.

"Little Nine, my hand is fine!" Mu Ling's expression turned cold as she said sternly to Ninth Miss, "Stop messing around. You can leave now."

Everyone thought that Mu Bingyue's attack was to injure her, but only Mu Ling knew that her hand was safe and sound!

This Mu Bingyue was not simple.

It seemed that Little Nine's understanding of her was just too superficial!

From the very beginning, she had underestimated her opponent.

Mu Bingyue had competed with him, hurt her, and even that beautiful boning skill from before, all of them were extremely calm.

If she wasn't injured, then how could she harm her fellow sect members?

The empress was even more surprised. She waited for the unconvinced Ninth Miss to calm down before smiling faintly. "It seems like … Recently, there have been rumors in the capital that the Mu Family, Seventh Miss, has returned to its former glory.

Mu Bingyue withdrew her gaze and slowly lowered her head. "Your Highness, you are too kind. It's just a small trick."

The queen nodded her head, looking gentle. However, her following words were tinged with a hint of cold: "But no matter what, you hurt Ling'er. I came under the orders of the emperor to guard Prince Qingling's consort selection. We can't just let it go like this. "

Mu Bingyue was somewhat puzzled by the empress's sudden attack, but Mu Ling and Ninth Miss were very excited. Other than Jing Zhaoyin's daughter and a few other ladies, everyone around them was gloating.

A calculating light flashed through the empress's eyes. Mu Bingyue frowned as she was about to speak when she heard a familiar voice say, "It's rare to see such a lively scene in this prince's residence!"

Everyone looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a handsome Xing Ang walking towards them on the path on the right side of the pavilion.

He wore a dark blue silk robe, and under the sunlight, it was as if there was a layer of dazzling gold powder plated on it.