The Frozen Girl: The Beast-Controlling Concubine

Chapter 10 Murong Shishan Comes to Provocation (1)

"Miss?" Lan Yun smiled up to the sky, his eyes were full of hatred, and sarcastically said: "Murong Qingyuan is such a waste, the servant of the general's mansion can't bully her, so what's wrong with her? Miss? What a beautiful cry ? It is because she is the young lady that the General's Mansion was humiliated."

"I don't allow you to say that about Missy." Lan's mother turned her head, her cold light suddenly appeared, and she shouted in a cold voice.

"It's really pitiful between master and servant!" Murong Shishan smiled cruelly, and then said, "Lan Yun stand aside, lest the whip hurt you."

"Yes, Miss San." A smug smile appeared on Lan Yun's delicate face, and she took a few steps back unhurriedly.

Murong Shishan withdrew her gaze from the whip, stared coldly at Murong Qingyuan who had been smiling at her all the time, her voice was very delicate, but there was a touch of coquettishness, "Murong Qingyuan!" Then She raised the leather whip in her hand, and said in a very flamboyant manner, "Do you know who gave me this leather whip?" She smiled brighter than flowers, her eyes were as bright as stars, she lowered her jaw slightly, her bright red lips Her lips were slightly parted, and she looked extremely charming, "This is given to me by my father! My father said, only I am worthy of this whip. Do you think it looks good?"

"Looking good!" Murong Qingyuan gently hooked her lips, the corners of her lips were curved with a slight swirl.

When Murong Shishan heard this, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then how do you feel when you taste this whip?"

"En!" Murong Qingyuan's icy face did not change a bit, she still had that faint smile, she responded casually.

"Then you can't call it painful!" Hearing what Murong Qingyuan said, the playfulness in Murong Shishan's clear eyes became more intense, she said in a delicate voice.

"No!" Murong Qingyuan's mediocre face was as cold as ice, still with that slight smile, but Murong Shishan didn't notice these small changes.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Murong Shishan's face, and her eyes showed fierceness. She gently raised the long black leather whip in her hand, and then hit Murong Qingyuan's body fiercely, which was completely different. When the whip was about to fall, he said harshly, "Then don't call yourself hurt."

The corners of Murong Qingyuan's lips twitched, with a slight smile on her cold face, she suddenly dodged, and just like that easily dodged the whip that was going to hit her.

Seeing this, Murong Shishan's eyes turned cold, and the smile on her beautiful face gradually froze. Her voice was no longer coquettish, but rather angry, "How dare you dodge?"

"Sister, didn't you say you can't dodge?" Murong Qingyuan was standing next to the black leather whip, only a little distance away, the leather whip would hit her body, but she was so easily thrown away by her. escaped.

"Sister?" An angry look appeared in Murong Shishan's eyes, and she laughed, "Murong Qingyuan, I'm not your sister, so I wouldn't have such a useless sister."

"Unfortunately——" Murong Qingyuan raised her jaw slightly, and looked proudly at Murong Shishan who was already angry. She smiled as beautifully as a lotus flower, "You are my sister! The concubine of the General's Mansion."

Concubine?

These two words completely irritated the deep anger in Murong Shishan's eyes, and there was a strong murderous intent in her eyes. Her chest was heaving with anger. Yuan, this waste, stands in the position of the prostitute daughter, so she is called the concubine daughter. She is not reconciled, jealous, complaining, hating——all the heavy emotions spread and grow in her heart, so for so many years she almost died every other day. To beat this Murong Qingyuan.

Cheap ~ life is cheap ~ life, living such a life every day, but she is still living in this world, it is simply too unfair.

Hatred gradually spread in her eyes, Murong Shishan had already lost her mind, she raised the whip in her hand, and whipped Murong Qingyuan fiercely.

Murong Qingyuan's thin lips gradually curved into a slight smile, there was no trace of fear on her mediocre face, instead she was calm and unhurried, the whip came down from the top of her head fiercely like a poisonous snake, but she was not in a hurry As soon as he moved his feet, he easily dodged the whip.

Murong Shishan's eyes were fierce, she didn't believe it, but she couldn't beat Murong Qingyuan, a waste who didn't know martial arts.

It was another whip with all its strength, if it fell on Murong Qingyuan's body, it would definitely be torn apart.

The maidservants and guards who had been standing by watching were all terrified, whip after whip, unable to use much strength, no matter how accurate they were, they still couldn't beat Murong Qingyuan.

Murong Shishan's chest rose and fell even more violently, and she said ruthlessly, "I can't beat you trash today, I don't believe in evil anymore."

What flashed across his eyes was doubt, why did Murong Qingyuan become so powerful after one night?

How could it be possible, no matter how she beat her before, she would not dodge and endure the beating, how has it changed today?

"Sister, don't worry, isn't it still early?" Murong Qingyuan said to her with a smile.

Having said that, Murong Shishan lost her mind even more. She had never seen such a calm and calm Murong Qingyuan before. Murong Shishan."

Murong Shishan was furious, the whip began to whip randomly, even if it was random whipping, people with martial arts are different, no matter where the whip is whipped, it is like opening the eyes, just like that, tightly to Murong Qingyuan. Can't give up.

"Miss San, let this servant come and fight for you!" Lan Yun bravely stepped forward and said with a sinister smile.

Murong Shishan glanced at Lan Yun first, she was a little tired from beating at this time, lightly raised her right hand, and the whip appeared in front of Lan Yun's eyes, Murong Shishan said proudly: "Lan Yun, please take good care of me Teach these three lifeless things a lesson."

"Yes, Third Miss!" Lan Yun accepted the order happily, with a smile on his lips, "Lan Yun will never let Third Miss down."

"Very good!" Murong Shishan raised her pointed chin and nodded proudly.

Lan Yun glanced coldly at Murong Qingyuan, and couldn't help clenching the leather whip in his hand a little bit. This leather whip is a treasure that the general has acquired through untold hardships. It is called "Black Whip" and was whipped A person who is not skinny and bruised will lie in bed for ten and a half months.

"Miss, come in!" Lan's mother pushed Murong Qingyuan who was standing beside her with a faint smile on her face.

"Lan Ma, you go in first! Qingyuan will be fine." Murong Qingyuan smiled faintly, and gave Lan Ma a reassuring look.

Murong Shishan frowned, and said coldly, "Lan Yun will teach them a good lesson for Miss Ben, and no one will let them go!"

"It's Miss San!" Lan Yun proudly clenched the whip in his hand, and swung it violently. The whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake flying out, and headed towards Murong Qingyuan's direction extremely fast.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and the frightened birds flew back again and landed on the branches, as if they were watching this interesting event.

Under the scorching sun, the whip flew out like black silk and then retracted suddenly, failing again and again, Murong Shishan was so anxious to watch, she couldn't help shouting: "Lan Yun give me a good beat!"

"Yes, Miss San!" Lan Yun's palms were sweating while holding the whip. After failing again and again, Lan Yun was no longer as proud and sharp as before. Instead, he felt that what he was holding was not a whip, but a a knife.

The black leather whip once again drew a beautiful arc under the sun, leaving a little black cold glow, and returned empty with the whip, without touching Murong Qingyuan at all.

"Trash! You won't be able to hit anyone." The more she watched, the more angry she became, Murong Shishan couldn't help cursing.

Lan Yun shook her hand, and the whip in her hand began to crooked, but her eyes stared at Murong Qingyuan hatefully, as if she was going to chop her into pieces, "Miss San, Murong Qingyuan is too cunning. Find a reason."

Suddenly, a small stone flew from nowhere, and the stone accurately collided with the black leather whip, "Ah——" A miserable scream sounded in the desolate little courtyard of the General's Mansion.

Lan Yun's face turned pale immediately, and the hand holding the whip suddenly loosened, and the whip fell to the ground.

Murong Shishan didn't care about any gestures anymore, and immediately covered her burning and painful face.

Her eyes were ferocious, and as soon as her slender, white hand touched the place where the whip was beaten, she frowned in pain. There was no more fierce look in her eyes, but was replaced by fear and panic. She slowly Putting his hand down, his pupils gradually widened, "Blood?"

her face?
Blood?

There was a monstrous anger in the depths of her pupils, her blood-stained hands gradually clenched into fists, and a trace of deep-seated hatred and anger gradually emerged from her body.

Murong Shishan glanced at Murong Qingyuan coldly, a scar that was not deep and not shallow was punched on that pretty face by the whip, and blood was gushing out, like plum blossoms blooming in the sun. Open, coquettish and gorgeous.

A strange look flashed in Murong Qingyuan's eyes, and she said aggrievedly: "Sister Lanyun, how can you slander Qingyuan like this? Qingyuan has been beaten by you all the time, and she never ran away. Now you accidentally whipped the whip in your hand until three Miss, you even beat Miss San's beautiful face to the point of bleeding. Now you are blaming Qingyuan for your mistakes?"

"Miss San, don't listen to her nonsense, it's her hands and feet behind her back." Lan Yun endured the severe pain from his body and stared at Murong Qingyuan with hatred. She believed that it was her hands and feet, otherwise the skin How could the whip bounce at once.

"Could it be that the whip can fly by itself? It flew onto Miss Ben and gave Miss Ben a whip?" Murong Shishan's cold eyes gradually retracted, and then she looked at Lan Yun, who was sweating on the ground in pain. , a hint of killing intent brewed in his eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, like the tip of ice on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

"Miss San—" Lan Yun's pupils gradually shrank, and the murderous intent in Murong Shishan's eyes was so rare that Lan Yun's heart trembled.

"I don't want to teach you a lesson today, you lowly servant, you don't know how powerful this lady is!"

The whip in Murong Shishan's hand came out suddenly, and landed on Lan Yun fiercely, and Lan Yun cried out in pain: "Ah—Miss San—forgive me—ah! This slave——knows—it's wrong -"

"I know I'm wrong?" Murong Shishan smiled enchantingly, the bloodshot face reflected by the smile on her beautiful face, looked even more alluring and seductive, her words were also extremely seductive, "It's a pity, it's already too late."

As soon as the words fell, the whip in his hand fell on Lan Yun's body again. Lan Yun's beautiful eyes widened, and he rolled on the ground several times in a row. The pain was so painful that he couldn't even speak, and his mouth kept opening and closing.

There was no trace of pity in Murong Shishan's eyes, only joyful coldness, as if lying on the ground covered in blood and being whipped was not a human being, but something worse than an animal.

She tugged her petite red lips unhurriedly, and said ruthlessly: "Pull her down to Miss Ben, and feed her wild wolves."

The wild wolf, the third-tier beast, was a birthday present from her father.

"Miss, I forgot. My dear wild wolf would not eat the flesh of such a lowly person. You threw her into the deep mountains and forests for me." Lan Yun spoke coldly.

No one dared to go to the deep mountain forest. There were many low-level beasts there, but there were too many of them, and they would cause harm to people.

And once Lan Yun was thrown to that place, there would be no bones left.Lan Yun, who was rolling on the ground in pain, fainted from fright when she heard that she was going to be thrown into the deep forest.

Several guards who had been standing behind glanced at each other, no one dared to take a step forward, Murong Shishan turned her head sharply, her gaze was sharp, "Why, dare not go?"

"No, Miss San." The guards behind immediately bowed their heads and whispered.

"Why don't you just throw that lowly servant to Miss Ben? Do you want to die?" Murong Shishan's eyes flashed coldness, and there was a strong murderous look floating in her eyes.

Several guards trembled in fright. They knew the cruelty of Miss San best, and it wasn't the first time they were ashamed to go to that deep mountain forest. "Yes, Miss San."

Murong Qingyuan kept pretending to be innocent and looked at the scene before her. Such an ending was unexpected to her, but it was exactly what she wanted to see.

Lan Yun was dragged out like a dog——

The wind passed without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Murong Shishan turned her head all over the city, smiling extremely enchantingly, with murderous intent in her eyes, "Murong Qingyuan, no matter what you are today, this lady wants you to remember that if you go against me, you will end up like her." You'd better be obedient to Miss Ben, and do whatever Miss Ben asks you to do."

"Qingyuan will definitely listen to the third lady. If the third lady says one, Qingyuan will never dare to say another." Murong Qingyuan's eyes flashed an evil light, the corners of her lips curled into a graceful arc, and she nodded respectfully.

Murong Shishan's eyes fell on Murong Qingyuan, but she said in a very face-saving way: "Seeing that you are so obedient today, this lady will let you go for now!"

Now that her face is injured, she must go back quickly to treat the wound before it leaves a scar.Otherwise, she would never let this trash go so easily.

"Qingyuan will be more obedient in the future." With a wicked smile on her lips, Murong Qingyuan responded obediently.

"Very good!" Murong Shishan felt very comfortable hearing these words, she liked to press Murong Qingyuan under her feet, and then ruthlessly trampled on her.

Smiling again and again, Murong Shishan's beautiful face was like brilliant flowers blooming one after another, she turned her head proudly, and said to the servant behind her: "Go back to Miss Ben."

The killing intent in the eyes was obvious, and the guards and maidservants trembled in the cold voice, even the voice trembled, "Yes—Miss San—"

(End of this chapter)