The villain holds on to the script

"The rumors are true?"

Rumor has it that the relationship between the Minister of Rites and his wife exists in name only.

It is also rumored that his wife has a crush on the current second prince.

When Fang Huaixu first heard it, he thought it was ridiculous.

Just listen to it as a funny story.

Never thought that at the early spring banquet, Qing Zhizhi and the prince's concubine would have a big fight.

"How could she..." Fang Huaixu was puzzled. Doubts and confusion came to his mind. He tried several words, but he still couldn't come up with a complete sentence. He hesitated and hesitated for a long time before sighing. , frowned and said no more words.

There are a total of three pots of herbal tea in the house.

Mu Yu felt that drinking from the teacup was not satisfying enough, so he took the teapot and poured it into his mouth, drinking it all, and the anger in his heart was not gone.

"Who would believe it? What someone thought was false even through word of mouth, now, now it has come true in my house!"

The girl who had abandoned her childhood sweetheart for many years and decided to marry the minister even if they broke off the relationship, two years after their marriage, she flirted with the second prince.

Mu Yu thought, this rumor is really nonsense.

If the parties involved are brought together, wouldn’t everyone have to dig a hole in the ground to get in?

"Isn't the second brother having a fierce fight with the prince? Why..."

"Bang!"

Before Mu Yu finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open. He was startled, thinking that the walls had ears, and his rants were heard by others. When he saw that the person who came was his personal maid, he felt a little more at ease.

But I only felt relieved for a second.

"No! There's a quarrel between the wife of the Minister of Rites and the second prince's concubine!" The maid replied breathlessly. Mu Yu cursed angrily and left in a hurry.

But before these two take action again, we need to persuade them to leave.

Li Linyuan poked the girl beside him who was bowing his head and said nothing: "After listening to this, do you still think Qing Zhizhi will leave willingly?"

It is true that he and the minister seem to be inseparable.

Broken relationship.

But I found a new one.

"The fight, maybe... is it a dispute of words?" Shi Yu didn't believe it, "It doesn't necessarily mean that her affair with the second prince has been confirmed, right?"

She looked at the silent people, "I think it's better to find her and ask her personally."

As if they had agreed upon it, several people looked at her uniformly.

Shi Yu took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, nodded and said, "I'll try it."

"If you can't find it, tie it up." Li Linyuan picked up Shi Yu's finger, circled it twice with a little fluorescent light, turned into a thin vine, turned into a ring, and wrapped it around the girl's hand.

There is only one Immortal Binding Rope in the world. Even if you have the ability to throw the sky, you can't break free.

"Immortal Venerable."

Shi Yu felt that it was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Li Linyuan spread his hands and said, "I don't have any other binding rope."

Shi Yu:......

She pursed her lips, opened the door, held an umbrella, and her figure melted into the snowy scene.

When the maid arrived with Shi Yu, Qing Zhizhi and the princess were quarreling fiercely.

The two groups said they were trying to break up the fight, but for some reason they ended up quarreling.

One side was protecting the other, leaving the fourth prince trapped between them, making both sides in a dilemma.

"If you shamelessly stick to my husband again, I will skin you alive!"

"Come on! Peel it off!"

The second princess was the only daughter of the Zhenguo family. Her parents and elder brothers took turns doting on her, and her temper was inevitably more arrogant and aggressive.

Qing Zhizhi, who seemed to have been caught red-handed this time, was not afraid at all. Her body was being pulled, but her neck kept stretching forward.

Qin Shengsheng picked up a teacup and threw it towards Qing Zhizhi.

Naihe threw it slightly and hit a pillar. The flying fragments scratched Shi Yu, who was walking up the steps with her skirt in hand and happened to be next to the pillar.

The noise stopped only after seeing the light of blood.

The people who broke up the fight were divided into two groups. One group hurriedly fled the scene to call for a medical officer, while the other group came forward and showed concern for the injuries on Shi Yu's face.

"Oh, that's not a light stroke!"

"Girl, what should I do if I have a scar?"

Qin Shengsheng glanced through the gap in the crowd, looking a little unfamiliar.

She recognized all the dignitaries from aristocratic families who lived in the capital.

Then he asked aloud: "Which girl is injured?"

The maid replied: "The princess is Mrs. Lin."

"Forest?"

Qin Shengsheng frowned and was thinking about which powerful family's surname was Lin. His newly married wife heard the maid explain: "Her husband is a wealthy businessman friend that the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion made in Qinyang City."

Hearing this, she sneered: "If that's the case, why are you so flustered? One group of people were surrounding, and another group was panicking. I thought it was some princess or princess."

"You hurt someone, you didn't apologize, and you were so sarcastic!" Qing Zhizhi was about to get up and continue arguing with the person, but was pulled back: "Miss Qing, I have something to do with you..."

"There's no rush at this moment." She pushed him away and refused decisively.

How can we miss this good opportunity to uphold justice?

She put her hands on her hips and all kinds of words came into her mind. The concepts of "all people are created equal" and "cannot be discriminated against and ridiculed" made her quite confident that she could use her sharp tongue to make Qin Shengsheng fall into being accused and criticized. A state of contempt.

"Sheng Sheng."

A low and magnetic voice sounded, calling someone else's name, but disturbing her mood.

When Qing Zhizhi heard the reputation and saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, her mind went blank and all the sentences she had organized in advance surrendered.

His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't say a word.

Qin Shengsheng trotted over delicately and threw herself into the arms of the second prince.

The man following the second prince walked straight to Shi Yu, his eyebrows raised coldly, and his heartache was palpable.

The Zhulong Immortal Lord, whose hands had not shaken even when skinning demon pills alive, shook violently when he touched and wiped the blood stains on the little girl's face.

A gaze filled with thousands of frost glanced at him coldly. Qin Shengsheng didn't recognize the person, but she was very afraid.Changing from his fearless expression before, he hid behind Musang tremblingly, not daring to look at each other. He lowered his eyes and glanced back and forth in panic.

"It's so lively today." A voice sounded from the other side. Everyone looked at it, saluted one after another, and said in unison: "His Royal Highness."

"The banquet hasn't even started yet, and farce is happening one after another." He walked up to Musang with a smile, raised his hand, put it on the man's slightly drooped shoulder, pressed it down, and raised the corners of his lips. Smiling: "Second brother is not very standard every time he salutes."

The prince and the second prince never dealt with each other.

Everyone witnessed such a scene in person, and for a moment, they even held their breath.

"If I had known that I was here to see my second brother's family, I wouldn't have come." After Mu Xu said this, he shook his head with a sneer, and glanced lightly at the injured person in the corner. Just one glance, and soon, He withdrew his gaze and left with his servants.

"The doctor is here!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and they saw the medical officer arriving late carrying a medicine box.He looked confused, looking at everyone over and over again, wondering: "Who is injured?"

"Mrs. Lin."

Qing Zhizhi led the medical officer forward as she spoke. She raised her hand and pointed in the direction she was pointing. She couldn't help being surprised.