C9 Pyretic Jealousy

"Bang ?" "Pa ?"

The sound of porcelain shattering came from the Spirit Spring Palace.

"Damn you, Bai Li?er."

Murong Lingshan cursed angrily as he smashed the precious items in the room.

"Idiot!"

"Slut!"

"Fox spirit!"

With every curse, Murong Lingshan would throw something, and very quickly, the entire room was in a mess.

Inside the palace, the palace attendants s were trembling in fear as they knelt on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Enough, stop smashing."

Seeing that it was almost time, Puyang Bingwei stood up and snatched the vase from Murong Lingshan's hands.

"What use is it for you to be like this? Smashing things around is all your own, and the one suffering is not you."

"Then what can I do?" With a sullen face, Murong Lingshan slumped on the round stool. "That vixen has already gone to live in the Snow Mansion, and Xue Qingyan treats her so well. What if ?"

As long as he thought about the scene of Xue Qingyan and Bai Li?er together, Murong Lingshan would go crazy with jealousy.

Puyang Bingwei's eyes flashed.

If Bai Li?er was truly that vixen, then perhaps she really meant it when she was drunk, and wanted to play with the crown prince for no reason.

Just now, she had received a report that the crown prince had sent someone to the Snow Mansion to pass the order to bring her to the palace.

The crown prince, who had never cared about Bai Li?er in the past, now valued her highly. Who would have thought that after yesterday's incident, Bai Li?er would no longer be stupid.

"Sister Bingwei, I've always treated you as my sister-in-law. You must help me."

Murong Lingshan held onto Puyang Bingwei tightly, as if he was holding onto the last life saving straw of grass.

Puyang Bingwei regained his senses and gently patted the back of Murong Lingshan's hand, "Don't be anxious, I've already thought of a way for you."

Murong Lingshan's eyes lit up, "What method?"

Puyang Bingwei smiled, and whispered into Murong Lingshan's ear.

After hearing Puyang Bingwei's method, Murong Lingshan immediately stood up in excitement.

"This is a good idea, I will send someone to the Bai Mansion."

Murong Lingshan said as he ran out in a hurry.

Looking at Murong Lingshan's back figure, the corner of Puyang Bingwei's mouth hooked up into a cold smile.

Bai Li?er, didn't you want to enter the palace? I won't let you into the palace for the rest of your life.

Bai Mansion, wutong garden.

When Bai Ruoyu looked at the slip of paper in his hand, the light in his eyes suddenly turned cold. When he looked up, his eyes were tranquil.

"Tell your master that I will do as she says."

When the person heard this, he immediately bowed and left.

After burning the slip of paper in his hand in the oil lamp, Bai Ruoyu took the Cloud Silk Cloak at the side and put it on, then he brought the two servants out of wutong garden.

"Miss, it's so late. Where are we going?"

Yi Lan carried a lantern on his left and right.

Bai Ruoyu smiled coldly, "Go and fetch the young miss."

Snow Mansion, East Garden.

Marquis An Ping's wife, Madam Rong, was currently waiting for Marquis An Ping, Xue Yuanlang, to relax his clothes and go to bed.

"Madam, Bai Family wishes to seek an audience."

Madam Rong's hands froze as she frowned slightly.

It was so late, why was the Bai Family looking for her?

"Tell her to wait for me in the side hall."

"Yes."

The footsteps of the peach trees outside gradually faded away.

Madam Rong raised her eyes to look at Xue Yuanlang and said, "Master, please rest first. I'll be right back."

"No worries, I'll wait for you."

Xue Yuanlang leaned forward and indistinctly pinched her perky butt.

Madam Rong pouted and glared at Xue Yuanlang. She put on the robe in her hand and left the room.