Chapter 7 The First Shot (2)

"What? It's such a fact. Could it be that the third sister, a highly gifted internal martial artist, can't accept it?" Murong Qingyuan's eyes flashed with pain, she almost used all her strength to get out just now.

Now the whole body is like an offline kite, which may be blown away anytime and anywhere.

At this moment, Liu Qing joyfully ran over to support Murong Qingyuan, and said with relief: "Miss is fortunate that you are fine."

Murong Qingyuan glanced at Liu Qing who was supporting her with a soft light in her eyes, and smiled slightly, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Except for Mother Lan, Liu Qing was the only maid Murong Qingcheng sent to serve her in the entire General's Mansion.

Suppressing the anger that was easily aroused by Murong Qingyuan in her heart, Murong Shishan's proud eyes fell on the tattered Murong Qingyuan, and said arrogantly: "Murong Qingyuan originally wanted to let you go. I didn't expect you Today you are so ignorant of good and bad, how dare you offend this lady one, two, three, and three times. You even made a mockery of this lady, have you eaten your ambition today, you trash? "

A faint smile appeared on Murong Qingyuan's surprisingly mediocre face, "Third sister, do you want everyone in the streets to know what happened in the General's Mansion tomorrow?"

"What do you mean?"

Murong Qingyuan slowly raised her thin lips, and said unhurriedly: "If the third sister continues like this, I believe that tomorrow the streets and alleys of Tiansi Kingdom will know about the fire in the General's Mansion. And the person behind the scenes is the General The third young lady who is extremely talented in the mansion said so. Third sister, guess what they will talk about you?"

Murong Shishan was stunned, her eyes were dazed, she actually forgot such an important thing.

She is one image at home and another image outside.

If it spreads at this time, wouldn't the good image she has worked so hard to maintain outside be completely destroyed?
But she was not willing to just let this cheap Murong Qingyuan go.

Murong Shishan's vicious and vicious eyes suddenly glanced at Murong Qingyuan, only then did she realize that there was a large scar on the side of Murong Qingyuan's right eye, which was bloody and bloody, which made people feel sick.

Immediately, she glanced at her, raised her rosy lips, and said happily: "I didn't burn you to death. I am very happy to see your already ugly face hurt." With a sweet smile of some satisfaction, he ordered to those servants who were stunned: "You all come back to Miss Ben."

As soon as they heard what Murong Shishan said, those servants didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately came to Murong Shishan's side, each of them bowed their heads respectfully, their shoulders trembling, "Miss San——"

Murong Shishan's true face is only known to everyone in the General's Mansion.

But no one dared to speak out.

In the general's residence, Murong Shishan is vicious, ruthless, and willful.Outside, she is a martial arts prodigy praised by everyone, she is extremely talented, gentle and graceful, and naturally beautiful.

Murong Shishan raised her slender fingers slowly, pointed at Murong Qingyuan with a smile on her lips and said, "Miss Japan is in a good mood today, so I will let the three of you die for now. Let's go——"

"Miss——" When Murong Shishan walked out of the small courtyard of the General's Mansion, Murong Qingyuan fell on Liu Qing's shoulders, and Liu Qing hurriedly called out.

"Miss——" Lan Ma also stood up from the ground quickly, and rushed towards Murong Qingyuan, her eyes were full of anxiety.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning lightly sprinkled on the simple and dilapidated house that had been burned all night last night. At this time, it has been reduced to nothing, and it is full of mess after the fire.

A gust of wind blew by, and apart from the dust flying in the sky, there was a pungent burnt smell in the desolate small courtyard that was overgrown with weeds.

"What should Miss do?" Liu Qing asked in a low voice, looking at the best room in the small courtyard of the General's Mansion that had disappeared into nothingness.

"If it burns, let's burn it!" Murong Qingyuan said calmly without being in a hurry.

A gust of wind blew by, and apart from the dust flying in the sky, there was a pungent burnt smell in the desolate small courtyard that was overgrown with weeds.

"What should Miss do?" Liu Qing asked in a low voice, looking at the best room in the small courtyard of the General's Mansion that had disappeared into nothingness.

"If it burns, let's burn it!" Murong Qingyuan said calmly without being in a hurry.

Looking at everything in front of her eyes, Lan's mother was deeply saddened, and said in a sobbing voice: "Miss, this is the best room in the small courtyard of the General's Mansion, and now it has been burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind."

"It's okay, Lan Ma, if you don't go to the old one, you won't get the new one." A faint smile appeared on Murong Qingyuan's mediocre face, and the place that was burned by the fire last night gradually began to form scars.

"Miss—" Liu Qing glanced at Murong Qingyuan, who was still smiling at this juncture, and said helplessly: "This is your house, it's completely burned down now, where will you sleep in the future, Miss?" !"

"Don't worry about this, this is not a problem." Murong Qingyuan spread her hands, looking calm and composed.

"It's not a problem?" Liu Qing opened her eyes wide, and she seemed to be hallucinating in shock.

When did the eldest lady become so bold?
The house can't be lived, still so indifferent?

Lan Ma wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at the burnt hut again, felt guilty, and said sadly: "It's all Lan Ma's fault! If Lan Ma was useful, then the young miss wouldn't even have a house Can live."

"Mother Lan, I don't blame you." Murong Qingyuan smiled softly and comforted her.

"Miss, don't say it, I know it all." Lan's mother said while wiping her tears.

"Okay! I'll sleep with you in the future, can't I?"

"What?" Lan Ma and Liu Qing exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"No!" Mama Lan immediately objected after being shocked.

"What's wrong?" Murong Qingyuan's black eyes shone like brilliance.

"You are an eldest lady with such a noble status, how can you live with us maidservants?" Lan's mother is an old-fashioned person, and no matter what people in the general's mansion think of Murong Qingyuan in her heart, she is still the eldest lady in her heart.

"Was there any suspicious person when my mother gave birth to me?"

Lan's mother pondered for a while, then shook her head, and said with certainty and uncertainty: "It seems not."

"Forget it!" Murong Qingyuan glanced at Lan's mother, seeing that Lan's mother seemed very confused, after thinking about it, she should investigate this matter herself.

There was definitely something strange about her mother's death back then.

She must find out about this matter.

Also, everyone who has touched her will die for no reason. This incident is also strange. I don't know who is playing tricks behind her back.

She wanted to wash away all the charges and find out the person who was persecuting her behind her back.

The breeze blew gently, and a strand of hair hanging on her forehead brushed over the shocking scar on her right eye, making her dark eyes even deeper, with a chilling cold light in the depth.

In the main courtyard of the General's Mansion, in a luxuriously decorated room, a woman dressed in bright purple and red but not at all coquettish was lying leisurely on a soft chair.The black hair hangs lightly on her cheeks, making her delicate facial features look more delicate.She half-closed her eyes, the bottom of her eyes was full of coldness, and her beautiful face was full of arrogance.

A woman wearing a light blue maidservant's attire knelt beside the graceful and luxurious woman. She was about forty years old, with exquisite features, and the years still left traces in the corners of her eyes.Her slender hands beat the legs of the woman lying on the soft couch again and again, her movements were light and very cautious.

"Second Madam—" A woman with a slightly aged face wearing a maid's costume rushed in from the door and shouted loudly as soon as she entered.

"What's all the fuss about?" He Lan Yanxue said with a haughty expression as she glanced at Bi Yun who was rushing towards her.

"I know I'm wrong." Bilan lowered her head knowingly, because the matter was too urgent, she shouted as soon as she entered the door.She didn't see what Helan Yanxue was doing at all, usually when Helan Yanxue was resting on a soft couch, she hated people yelling the most.

"Speak!" He Lanyan raised her white and slender hand lightly, signaling the person who was kneeling on the ground to beat her leg to step back.

"Second Madam, a fire broke out in the small courtyard of the General's Mansion last night." There was a gleam of light in the bottom of her dark blue eyes, and a gleam of joy on her face.

There was hatred in Helan Yanxue's eyes, "Has that bitch's daughter been burned to death?"

"No!" Bilan shook her head, a smirk flashed across her lips, and she gloated, "But her house was burnt to the ground."

(End of this chapter)

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