After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Mrs. Murong knew that if the fetus in Murong Zhixi's belly really did something bad because of this, she would be guilty of a great crime, so she immediately changed her appearance.

"Zhixi, are you okay? Don't scare your mother!"

As she said that, she even tugged at Murong Zhiqing and said, "I see you've made my sister so angry. Apologize to her quickly."

Murong Zhiqing originally refused, but Madam Murong pinched her secretly, so she could only say with resentment: "Third sister, second sister is wrong. If you don't want to wear those old clothes, don't wear them."

Murong Zhixi glanced at Liu Yunxiang, and then said sadly: "I wore old clothes on the Hundred Flowers Festival, and they didn't fit me. If others asked me, and I said my mother gave them to me, wouldn't they want to criticize my mother? Explain this Mistress treats me poorly."

Madam Murong frowned, thinking that Murong Zhixi could actually stab people in secret. Thinking like this, she couldn't help but glance at Liu Yunxiang. Could it be that this little maid taught her?

No, we can't keep her with Murong Zhixi!

"Zhixi, are you okay?"

Murong Zhixi was about to shake her head when she was pinched on the waist, "Hiss, it hurts!"

She looked at Liu Yunxiang, who winked at her.

Madam Murong thought for a while and said: "Let's take it easy for the King of England to marry your second sister as his concubine."

Murong Zhi was overjoyed, "You really should slow down!"

Liu Yunxiang was helpless, Murong Zhixi was too deceived, so he could only help her by saying: "If the princess and the heir in her belly have a bad relationship, His Highness the King of England will complain to the chief minister's palace, so why would he marry the second girl? .”

"You, a cheap servant, threaten my wife?"

Liu Yunxiang looked frightened, and then looked at Murong Zhixi, "Princess, is this slave what you are thinking?"

Murong Zhixi nodded quickly, "Exactly!"

"Zhixi, don't forget that the First Assistant Mansion is your source of confidence!"

When Murong Zhixi saw that Mrs. Murong was angry, she was a little panicked and was about to speak, but Liu Yunxiang intercepted her words: "As long as His Royal Highness the King of England treats you well, Princess, this will give you confidence!"

Murong Zhixi paused and nodded, "Yes, I will follow my husband when I get married. I will count on His Royal Highness in the future."

After hearing this, Mrs. Murong was so angry that she threw down her sleeves and left.

Murong Zhiqing looked at Murong Zhixi's clothes and was a little unwilling to do so, "What are you so proud of? Later I will also go to Nanhong Mansion to buy one of these gold-threaded moonflowers. It will definitely look better than what you wear."

After Murong Zhiqing left, Murong Zhixi grabbed Liu Yunxiang's hand and said, "Yunxiang, don't sell it to her!"

Liu Yunxiang held Murong Zhixi's hand and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

The two looked at each other and laughed, which was somewhat childish.

Liu Yunxiang helped Murong Zhixi stand up. A maid came over and said that the Queen's Feng Jia was coming.

"I won't go with you."

After watching Murong Zhixi leave, Liu Yunxiang thought of Yan Mu and ran towards the corridor.

When she ran over, she saw Yan Mu being thrown to the ground by a whip. Her heart tightened, and when she took a few steps closer, she saw that the person wielding the whip was actually a woman.

The woman wore a purple robe, a belt around her waist, and her hair was tied high into a ponytail. She is tall and slender, with heroic features. She holds a long whip with the power to break through the air and make a thunderous sound.

Just as she ran over, Yan Mu was whipped twice more and was lying on the ground unable to get up.

She was about to step forward in a hurry, but the woman suddenly shouted: "Yan Mu, where is that majestic man on the battlefield? Get up!"

This sound was not hate but resentment, which made Liu Yunxiang stop dead in his tracks.

Yan Mu struggled to sit up. There were several whip marks on his body, and his flesh and blood burst open and oozed blood. But he seemed to feel no pain, his expression was still numb, but it was a little difficult to get up, and his teeth were clenched.

He stood up, limped two steps, and then stood there in a daze, as if he was still waiting for her to hit him.

The woman looked at Yan Mu with bloodshot eyes, as if she couldn't look at him like this, so she turned her head away hastily.

At this time, Han Zhao came over, with a sense of unknown anger, and kicked Yan Mu down again. His kick was so hard that Yan Mu spit out a mouthful of blood after lying on the ground.

Liu Yunxiang covered his mouth and grabbed the railing with his hands, and his nails were broken.

Han Zhao circled around Yan Mu, then squatted down and reached out to clamp his chin: "Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Are you really not good at kung fu or are you pretending not to be?"

Liu Yunxiang bit his lower lip. It seemed that Han Zhao was doubting Yan Mu. Could it be because of He Zichong's incident?

He thinks He Zichong was killed by Yan Mu?

How can it be!

If Yan Muruo still has the skills, with his temperament, he will not be so forbearing!

Perhaps seeing Yan Mu's embarrassment, Han Zhao also felt that his question was a bit ridiculous, so he shook him off, stood up, stepped on Yan Mu's back and rubbed it twice, as if he was rubbing off something dirty. Similar.

He turned to look at the woman again, "Chang Ning, you were defeated by him on the battlefield, but now he has become our prisoner. It's not up to you to beat or kill him. Why should you get angry? If you really don't like it, I'll give it to you." You killed him!"

Princess Changning sneered coldly: "What's the point of being proud of killing a person who has no power to restrain a chicken?"

After saying that, she put away her whip and left.

Han Zhao couldn't lose his face, so he kicked Yan Mu again, and then ran away after the Princess Changning.

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly ran over and saw Yan Mu holding his abdomen with a look of pain on his face, "I'll help you up."

She helped Yan Mu up with difficulty, sat on the steps next to him, and let him lean against the wooden pillar. She held his face and saw that there was still hurt at the corner of his mouth, so she felt distressed and leaned over to kiss him.

"I'll take you to the doctor."

Yan Mu hugged his shoulders and pressed his head against the wooden pillar, twitching from time to time in pain. He had no hatred or anger, his eyes were dark and lifeless.

Liu Yunxiang looked at the whip wounds on his body and gritted his teeth: "Wait here!"

She was going to avenge him!

Liu Yunxiang ran in the direction where Chang Ning and Han Zhao left, and saw them in the corridor.

"Chang Ning, since you have returned from Xizhou, shouldn't it be time for us to get married?"

Chang Ning paused and turned to look at Han Zhao: "Our marriage?"

"Yes, your mother and my mother made an agreement back then."

"It's just a joke, but do you still take it seriously?"

"How can this be a joke? When you went to Xizhou, you obviously agreed. Could it be that you fell in love..."

"To shut up!"

"He just beat you, so can I!"

"Han Zhao, I tell you to shut up!"

Seeing Chang Ning's anger, which seemed to confirm Han Zhao's words, he became even more angry, "Back then, you said that you liked men who were better at kung fu than you. I have practiced kung fu hard, and although I have never been able to beat you, I have never been able to beat you in the past few years. Never let up. Today you have a fight with me. If I beat you, you will marry me!"

"childish!"

Changning was about to leave, but Han Zhao stopped her, "Are you afraid of losing to me?"

Chang Ning narrowed his eyes. There were not many people in this world who could defeat her, and so far only Yan Mu was the one.

Liu Yunxiang walked over with his head lowered. When Changning saw her, he called out: "Come here and wash off the blood on my side."

Liu Yunxiang responded, took the whip and went to the lake.

She soaked the whip in the water, washed away the blood, wiped it dry with her sleeve, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms.

It contained a poison called 'rotten bone', which was developed by Chongming. That day she went to Jingchuan Garden. When she was leaving, she asked Hua Zhu for the poison, and she gave her this bottle.

What she was thinking about at that time was that if she saw Yan Mu being bullied again, she would take the opportunity to pour poison on that person and let his flesh and bones rot.

Her eyes darkened, and she touched the poison to the whip.