Xitaral Qing could no longer speak, and he heard that Uncle Fu Heng, whom he had always admired, really had no mercy for him, and even witnessed his jokes with Fucha Rongyin like a spectator.

She was filled with grief and indignation.Sweeping the faces of the three members of Fucha's family with hatred, she got up eagerly and bumped into Fucha Chen'an who was closest to her.

It is not a pity to die if I have such thoughts of betraying the Lord.But even if she dies, she still has to pull a back.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Fucha Chen'an looked up and saw a face with saliva and snot running towards him, his expression changed drastically.The foot that was supposed to run away was frozen because of fear.

"Presumptuous! Do you think your seventh master is dead?!"

It's too late to say.

Wei Qi made a lightning strike, kicking the ground, and at the moment when Fucha Chen'an was about to be attacked, he kicked Xitaralqing away with a single swipe of duang.

"Pfft..." Hitaral Qing slammed heavily against the wall.

His face was covered with blood, and several teeth were vomited out of his mouth.

"Ah...ha..." The moment Xitaralqing saw her teeth, her heart clenched, she made a few random noises, closed her eyes, and passed out stiffly.

Fucha Fu Heng: "..."

Fucha Rongyin passed a handkerchief to his father and reminded, "Dad, wipe off your sweat."

Fucha Chen'an took the handkerchief with trembling hands, almost crying, and asked with embarrassment and lingering fear: "Is the daughter of the Xitara family's brain stimulated, why are you scaring me, an old man? She just said The one that hit me directly, and is now lying on the ground dead, is probably me."

The real danger is far more terrifying than what my daughter said about the collapse of the Great Qing Mansion and the Fucha family being used as sacrificial offerings by the royal family in the future.

If such a female lunatic came rushing towards him again, Fucha Chen'an would become a joke in the market without leading his troops to die on the battlefield.

Fucha Chen'an's face became very stinky when he thought that he was going to ruin the night for a poor maid.

"Rong Yin, this is your maid, you can do whatever you want with Dad. Dad has only one request, don't let me see her in the mansion. I'm annoying her."

Taking advantage of the fall, Hitaral Qing, who pretended to faint, said, "..."

Fucha Rongyin said: "This servant has two hearts. She follows me but considers others to be masters. She watches over me all the time and tells others about my itinerary. I can't tolerate her. If Daddy's side If I can't handle it, then I will take her back to the palace and find an excuse to relegate her to the cold palace or expel her from the palace."

"Master, because of her, I almost fell into the hands of the fifth prince. Are you sure you just expelled her from the palace? I suspect that the person behind her has another trick. We can't control the enemy with one move, and we will be very passive next time." Wei Qidao.

Including this time when Wei Long escorted Wei Yingluo, the route was leaked, Wei Long and Wei Yingluo narrowly escaped death, and almost couldn't live to see Monk Faci.

As for the dangers he encountered while performing the mission, he believed that it was Hitaral who told the secret to the person behind him, which made the master's every decision-making dangerous, and the success rate was reduced by more than half Not to mention, his few brothers almost died on the way to work.

Such enmity, as a man and the captain of the guard, he didn't want to repay the grievance with virtue, and settle the matter with Shitaral.

Fucha Rongyin nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Yes, Wei Qi, you can express your thoughts and suggestions. Do you want to kill her or keep her? I will consider your suggestions."

Hitaral Qing who mentioned the date of death: "...!"

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