The Frozen Girl: The Beast-Controlling Concubine

Chapter 9 The First Shot (4)

Yulan, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over, looking at Murong Qingyuan with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"As expected of the second lady, she is always so ruthless in doing things." In the memory of this body, the second lady is a cold-blooded woman, and anyone who offends her will end badly.

Murong Qingyuan's figure flashed, and in the next second she stood up to the man who drew his sword and pointed at Yulan, and directly hit the man's underarm with his elbow. It landed with a crisp sound.

The guards standing on both sides of Yulan were stunned for a moment, isn't the eldest lady not good at internal strength?

Then how could she have martial arts?

He attacked him in the blink of an eye, catching him off guard and coming in no time.

The guard standing on Yulan's left looked cold, raised the sword in his slender hand, and said in a cold voice, "I didn't expect the eldest lady to hide her secrets, and she has such a skill."

Murong Qingyuan picked up the sword from the ground unhurriedly, and said casually, "It's just the kung fu of a three-legged cat."

"Even so, miss, you still can't take Yulan away. Yulan offended the second lady, even if you take Yulan away, the second lady will never let it go." The guard standing on Yulan's left tried to persuade her.

"Even so, miss, you still can't take Yulan away. Yulan offended the second lady, even if you take Yulan away, the second lady will never let it go." The guard standing on Yulan's left tried to persuade her.

Murong Qingyuan sneered, "My lady's people, only this lady can punish, and no one else can interfere."

"I didn't expect Missy to be so courageous." There was a glimmer of admiration in the eyes of the two guards, but their faces were a little confused. Although they had only just come to the General's Mansion, they had met the former Missy once or twice. But timid, cowardly, not so courageous.

"Miss Ben, I'm going to take Yulan away tonight." Murong Qingyuan turned her head, her phoenix eyes were awe-inspiring.

"Miss, we cannot disobey the order of the second madam." At this moment, the two guards did not dare to look up into Murong Qingyuan's eyes.

"If Miss Ben wins, then Miss Ben will take Yulan away." Murong Qingyuan said lightly.

"Subordinate---I don't understand what Missy means." The two guards looked at Murong Qingyuan in surprise, with suspicion in their eyes.

"Pull out your sword. If you defeat this lady, this lady will not take Yulan away. If you lose, then this little" third lady's slave will bring the eldest lady out. "Looking at Murong Shishan's smiling face, Lan Yun said.

"Very good, Lan Yun did a great job! Try this new leather whip in a while, and when you return to the room, I will reward you with two silver coins." Murong Shishan proudly raised the black leather whip in her hand , when looking at the leather whip, there was a faint light in his eyes, as if he was very proud.

"Thank you, Miss San." Lan Yun immediately bowed his head, his lowered black eyes stared at the black leather whip like a poisonous snake, and a sinister curve gradually spread on his lips.

"En!" Murong Shishan nodded slightly, and then said, "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, and stared coldly at Murong Qingyuan who had been smiling at her all the time, her voice was very delicate, but there was still a touch of coquettishness, "Murong Qingyuan!" Then She raised the leather whip in her hand, and said in a flamboyant manner, "Do you know who gave this lady this leather whip?" Her smile was brighter than flowers, her eyes were as bright as stars, she lowered her jaw slightly, The bright red lips parted slightly, looking extremely charming, "Daddy gave this to Miss Ben! Daddy said, only Miss Ben is worthy of this leather 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! The third lady can do what Qingyuan says." A sweet smile appeared on Murong Qingyuan's face, and her voice was respectful.

These words seemed to reach Murong Shishan's heart, the smile on her beautiful face grew stronger, and her clear eyes showed a playful expression, she said in a delicate voice: "Then you can't call it pain!"

"Qingyuan won't complain of pain!" Murong Qingyuan still had such a sweet smile on her mediocre face, but Murong Shishan didn't notice the coldness flickering in her eyes.

There was some contemptuous smile on Murong Shishan's face, her eyes showed fierceness, she gently raised the long black leather whip in her hand, like a poisonous snake, it quickly moved towards Murong Qingyuan's body And go, at the moment when the whip was about to fall, Murong Shishan said fiercely, "Then don't call yourself hurt."

"No!" The corners of her lips curled up, and with a slight smile on her mediocre face, she suddenly dodged and easily dodged the whip that was about 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?"

"En! En!" The corners of Murong Qingyuan's lips inadvertently curved into a slight smile, and she nodded obediently.

Lan Ma and Liu Qing were terrified when they saw the whip just now, and they still have lingering fears. Seeing Murong Shishan pull back the whip suddenly, and whipped Murong Qingyuan's thin body again, Lan Ma didn't care. Everyone ran out of the room and begged: "Miss San, I beg you, servant girl, don't beat Missy."

"Go away!" The black leather whip was like a pool of black water and splashed straight towards Murong Qingyuan, at an extremely fast speed. At this time, Lan Ma suddenly knelt on the ground, just in front of Murong Qingyuan.

Murong Shishan immediately used her internal force to control the whip, and the black whip, like a poisonous snake, hung in mid-air, as if it was about to fall.

Murong Shishan coldly glanced at Lan's mother who was kneeling on the ground, and said proudly: "I'm in a really bad mood today and don't want to hurt you, so get out if you're sensible."

"Slaves don't leave!" Mother Lan knelt on the ground with her head bowed and her shoulders trembling.He was obviously very scared, but he refused to let go.

"Mother Lan, you are overthinking. Miss San and Qingyuan are playing around, and Miss San will not hit Qingyuan." With a smile on her face, Murong Qingyuan gently helped Lan Ma who was kneeling on the ground up, and said softly .

Lan's mother was stunned, but her eyes were full of worry. She knew the third lady's temper very well, how could she play a joke like what Murong Qingyuan said.

Murong Qingyuan knew that Lan's mother would not believe it, and she also saw the worry in her eyes.

Murong Qingyuan smiled brightly, and while pushing Lan Ma into the room, she whispered: "Lan Mama is fine, trust me. Go to the room, there will be a good show in a while."

"Murong Qingyuan, what are you saying to this old servant?" She still heard the first few words, but she didn't hear the latter, and only saw Murong Qingyuan's mouth opening and closing.

Lan Yun took a step forward, leaned close to Murong Shishan's ear and said, "Miss San's servant guesses that Murong Qingyuan must have spoken ill of you to Mama Lan."

"Really?" Murong Shishan seemed to be in disbelief.

A trace of hatred flashed across Lan Yun's eyes, and she continued to provoke dissension: "Miss San, don't you think Murong Qingyuan is a little abnormal today?"

As soon as Lan Yun said this, Murong Shishan nodded involuntarily, and whispered softly: "It seems to be!"

Today's Murong Qingyuan seems to be more obedient and obedient than in the past. In the past, she would tremble when speaking, but today she is respectful, but she doesn't have that fearful energy.

This is not like the Murong Qingyuan she knows.

What went wrong?

Seeing that Murong Shishan believed it, Lan Yun continued to bewitch her: "So Miss San, please don't be fooled by Murong Qingyuan's pitiful expression. Isn't she relying on this pitiful expression Do you look like someone who deprives you of sympathy everywhere? This servant really feels worthless for Miss San's kindness."

Just when the whip was about to fall on Murong Qingyuan's slender body, Murong Shishan proudly raised the corners of her lips, and said softly: "I think that when this whip falls on you, your skin will be ripped apart."

Lan Yun's eyes were full of coldness, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he agreed: "Third Miss should not be kind to this kind of person who always likes to pretend to be pitiful. Give her a good lesson, and she will This time, I will never dare to disrespect Miss San again."

Murong Shishan didn't speak, and her proud eyes fell on Murong Qingyuan's body so arrogantly, she used all her internal strength to whip her.

She wanted to see what would happen to her.

Murong Qingyuan glanced sideways, the corners of her lips curled up slowly, and suddenly said urgently: "Mother Lan, be careful."

Lan Ma's whole body was pulled by Murong Qingyuan, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.Murong Qingyuan supported the ground with her right hand, and Lan Ma just fell on Murong Qingyuan's lap.

At this moment, a "bang——" sounded in the desolate little courtyard of the General's Mansion, startling the birds resting on the branches.The leather whip suddenly poured down like a black waterfall, whipping vigorously on the stone ground.All of a sudden, gray smoke was everywhere, and a crack that was not deep and not shallow was forcibly punched on the stone ground.

Lan's mother turned her head in shock, gray smoke was everywhere in front of her eyes, but she could still see everything clearly.There was a crack in the stone ground, and the black leather whip lay quietly on the crack like a poisonous snake, as if it was desperately trying to drill into the ground.

The cracks that are not shallow but not deep are enough to prove how much internal energy Murong Shishan has used.

Murong Shishan thought that this whip would fall on some slut woman, but she didn't expect that it hit the rocky ground abruptly.

Seeing this, two balls of flames suddenly rose in Murong Shishan's eyes, and she said coldly: "Murong Qingyuan, how dare you dodge."

"Miss San, you misunderstood." Murong Qingyuan helped Lan Ma who fell down, turned around slowly, with innocent eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Don't make such an appearance for Miss Ben, it's disgusting to look at." Murong Shishan glanced at Murong Qingyuan's expression in disgust, and an inexplicable feeling of disgust appeared in her heart.

"Third Miss, to deal with such a lowly person, it's enough for the slaves to come." Lan Yun volunteered to go up, with a sinister smile on his face, and continued to flatter.

The leather whip in Murong Shishan's hand has aura, and she has also learned a little bit of internal strength, so it is more than enough to deal with such a waste as Murong Qingyuan.

Hearing what Lan Yun said about Murong Qingyuan, Liu Qing said a little indignantly: "Lan Yun, how can you be so disrespectful, she is the eldest lady, and you are the maidservant, how can you say that about the eldest lady?"

Murong Shishan glanced sideways at Lan Yun, "What does Lan Yun mean by that?"

"Miss San is extremely talented, gentle and skillful, and as beautiful as a flower. This Murong Qingyuan is ugly and dark, and she is also known as a waste and unknown person throughout the country, just because she is a prostitute, occupying the latrine and not shit. So , so that outsiders have the opportunity to laugh at our majestic General's Mansion. If the third lady is the daughter of the General's Mansion, who would dare to laugh at it? Who would dare to say a word about the General's Mansion?"

Murong Shishan originally regarded Murong Qingyuan as a thorn in her side and a thorn in her flesh.Coupled with Lan Yun's provocation, Murong Shishan's hatred gradually deepened.

The black eyes staring at Murong Qingyuan's back slowly narrowed, and there was an extremely cold icy light in her eyes, she read every word, as if she wanted to melt her name into her blood and engrave it in her bone marrow, "Mu— —Rong—light—kite—”

As soon as he released his inner strength, the black leather whip in his hand seemed to have eyes, and it attacked Murong Qingyuan's back extremely fast and accurately.

Just when the whip was about to fall on Murong Qingyuan's slender body, Murong Shishan proudly raised the corners of her lips, and said softly: "I think that when this whip falls on you, your skin will be ripped apart."

Lan Yun's eyes were full of coldness, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he agreed: "Third Miss should not be kind to this kind of person who always likes to pretend to be pitiful. Give her a good lesson, and she will This time, I will never dare to disrespect Miss San again."

Murong Shishan didn't speak, and her proud eyes fell on Murong Qingyuan's body so arrogantly, she used all her internal strength to whip her.

She wanted to see what would happen to her.

Murong Qingyuan glanced sideways, the corners of her lips curled up slowly, and suddenly said urgently: "Mother Lan, be careful."

Lan Ma's whole body was pulled by Murong Qingyuan, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.Murong Qingyuan supported the ground with her right hand, and Lan Ma just fell on Murong Qingyuan's lap.

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.She couldn't care less about the pain on her cheeks, and she roared angrily, "Lan Yun, you lowly servant girl, my lady told you to beat Murong Qingyuan, but you are better off, beat me!" Those eyes suddenly shot sharp blade-like gazes. , gouged out Lan Yun fiercely, as if to smash her to pieces.

"Three-little-sister--" Lan Yun was dumbfounded. She didn't come over in a panic until she saw the blood overflowing from the slender fingers of Murong Shishan's face, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, shaking like chaff .

"You lowly servant girl, let's see how Miss Ben will deal with you." Murong Shishan angrily picked up the leather whip on the ground, and ruthlessly whipped it at Lan Yun who was kneeling on the ground.

The whip fell abruptly on Lan Yun's thin body, and Lan Yun immediately fell to the ground in pain, but stared at Murong Qingyuan with hatred, "Miss San, you are not a slave, it must be Murong Qingyuan's tricks!" .”

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.

(End of this chapter)