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"Whoosh!"

The room finally quieted down. After a long time, Meng Qianzhong stepped forward and gently pulled out his sword from the head that could no longer be seen.

"Xinglou."

He turned to the already retching fake prince and amiably said, "Go tell the officials outside the palace that …"

Meng Qianzhong paused for a moment. Surprisingly, there was a tinge of sadness in his eyes. "Say your mother … Mo."

"Young miss, young miss!"

As if someone was anxiously shouting in her ear, Mu Langhua suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, and her consciousness came and went.

"..." Didn't she already … "Is he dead?"

The pain of being pierced by dozens of arrows was as clear as if it had just occurred a moment ago. Mu Langhua subconsciously touched his own neck.

Could it be that everything from earlier was just a dream?

"Yo, you've opened your eyes. I thought you were going to continue playing dead."

A high-pitched female voice suddenly rang out. Before Mu Langhua could react, a bucket of cold water poured onto her body.

It was winter. When the bucket of water was poured over her head, she shivered for a moment before recovering her senses and taking in the scene before her.

He saw a young girl dressed in fresh clothes looking at him with raised eyebrows. The servant girl beside her also had a look of despise on her face. In her hand was a wooden bucket. Obviously, she had just poured a bucket over her.

Seeing that she did not speak and only stared blankly, the bright and charming girl became impatient. She slapped him, and even scolded him: "Xue Rong Hua, are you mute? "Little b * tch, if you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death today …" "Huh?"

Mu Langhua couldn't understand what else was going on in this life and death situation. The girl in front of her was saying that she must have borrowed his dead body to return the soul to his body.

"..." Yo, you still dare to fight back? "

Actually, it wasn't really a counterattack. It was just that before the young girl's second slap landed, Mu Langhua had already grabbed her hand.

Although Mu Langhua's aura was chaotic, and her inner body was lacking, but who was she? In the past, she had dominated the four continents as a woman, and her outstanding battle achievements had made the barbarians of Border Town frightened of her. This was why the Meng family had been able to continue their prosperous times.

"Xue Rong Hua, you … let me go."

Xue Yaohua exerted all her strength to struggle, but it was to no avail. Xue Ronghua, who normally would not even dare to raise his head in front of her, had a pair of eyes that were as bright as paint.

"Do you think I can still let you hit me?"

With a smile that was not a smile, Mu Langhua viciously swung her other hand, slapping the girl's face.

"Pa!"

"..."

Everyone in the room was stunned, even Xue Yaohua herself was stunned. She first touched her face with her other hand, and when that burning sensation burst out, she exclaimed, "Xue Ronghua, you dare hit me? Are you crazy? "You …"

"If you want to be slapped again, then continue."

Mu Langhua interrupted indifferently. She glanced at the two maidservants by the side. One of them was kneeling on the ground, staring at her with widened eyes.

"What are you still kneeling for? Get up, help me send off the guests."

After a short pause, Mu Langhua turned around to face the source of the voice.

"You, you slut, what do you mean?"

She was angry and resentful at the same time. Although she didn't understand why this lowly son of a b * tch had suddenly changed his sex life, she was still used to bullying him. She took off the hairpin on her head and threw it at the back of Mu Langhua's head.

"Second Miss!"

The little girl who was kneeling on the ground let out a cry, but in the next second, it was as if Xue Rong Hua had eyes on the back of his head.