The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Grandmother, with your words, Yueming is relieved. Third Aunt has suffered too much. I think she will have less suffering in the future."

Su Yueming stood up, her eyes were red, and she was about to kowtow to the old lady.

The old lady said these words, which undoubtedly means that she will be Su Yueming's backer in the future, so that Su Yueming will be more secure in fighting with the eldest lady and the others in the prime minister's mansion.

Coming out of the old lady, Su Yueming's entire face was covered with a bright smile, and sparkling lights danced in his eyes.

"Miss San, who is that?" Liu Piao'er asked, and the master and servants all looked towards the corridor over there.

I saw that the person walking with the eldest lady was a handsome man, but his eyes clearly had a murderous look. They were walking towards the old lady's Yonghe Garden. Apart from a few servants behind them, there were There was a man who didn't know him. He was dressed in a white robe, and he looked like a fairy.

"This is the eldest nephew of the eldest lady." Lu Rong whispered beside her.

Song Siyuan, the eldest nephew of the eldest lady's natal family, and the eldest son of the Zuoxiangfu.

Su Buqing is the prime minister on the right, and the eldest wife's brother Song Chengwen is the prime minister on the right. The power of the Song family is competing with the Su family. The power of the family in the imperial court is gradually higher than that of the Su family, and it is precisely because of this that the Su family attaches great importance to letting Su Baixi enter the palace as a princess.

Su Yueming remembered him. She had several contacts with Song Siyuan in her previous life. He was indifferent, tyrannical, and almost heartless. The daughter married Song Siyuan.

Such a person, even his breath exudes a brutal atmosphere.

Song Siyuan looked at her, his cold, deep eyes fell on Su Yueming, if other people were stared at by such eyes, they must have been scared to death, Liu Piao'er and Liu Piao'er had already squeezed their palms secretly, for Su Yueming Squeeze a sweat.

But Su Yueming was not afraid, his eyes were indifferent, superficial, he didn't pay attention to the other party's aura at all, and he didn't even look at Song Siyuan.

Song Siyuan was curious, and after Su Yue Mingyuan left, he asked in a rough voice——

"Auntie, is this concubine the one who murdered Cousin Bai Xi?" The tone was clearly full of contempt and contempt.

With a cold breath coming out of the nostrils of the eldest lady, she said, "At such a young age, I'm used to stumbling around in secret. This time, Bai Xi has suffered a lot from her."

"Then why leave her here? Find someone who doesn't see people in the dark, and understand it all at once. If it's inconvenient, aunt, leave it to me." In Song Siyuan's eyes, it seemed that Su Yueming was just an ant under his feet, Squeezing to death is nothing more than stamping one's feet.

With cold eyes, the eldest lady said, "She will soon pay the price for her arrogance and ignorance."

Saying that, the two walked into the old lady's house together.

"Miss San, the Seventh Prince is here." After returning to Yuming Garden, Bi'er stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"You're back?" Su Yueming raised her head, and Xuanyuan Qilin's figure had appeared in front of her.

He was wearing an ice blue brocade robe with shining patterns flowing on it, and the Fu Lu Shou Qilin jade pendant was tied around his waist. The jade crown with curly hair was dark green in color, which complemented the brown eyes, and he exuded a deadly aura. breathtaking breath.

Even though there are countless men, Liu Piao'er still blushed when she saw him.

Behind Xuanyuan Qilin, there stood an old man with gray hair but high spirits. Judging by his clothes, he was undoubtedly an imperial doctor in the palace.

Concubine Rong and Concubine Zhen have always been at odds, and the relationship between the Seventh Prince and the Prime Minister's Mansion is also very delicate, so it's not good for him to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I don't know what method he used to get in.

Suddenly remembering Song Siyuan he saw just now, Su Yueming understood that although Xuanyuan Qilin's relationship with the Su Mansion was average, he had a good relationship with the Song Mansion.