Sweeping the King of the Six Palaces: The Queen of the Contract

Chapter 337 The Emperor Is Very Poisonous

"Father, you should say that the emperor was kind to his daughter. He didn't have sex with several women that day. The daughter just remembered the old love. Compared with him, it is nothing at all." Murong Shuang laughed mockingly.

"How did I tell you?" Murong Lian stepped forward and slapped Murong Shuang furiously.

"You hit me again." Murong Shuang covered her face, looking at Murong Lian angrily with big cold eyes.

Murong Lian took a few steps back in shock, and said angrily, "It's only natural for me to beat my daughter."

"Yeah, it's natural for me to sleep with my daughter, right? The second sister is really pitiful, her mother can't take care of you, an old bastard..."

"Ah..." Feng Yu and Mo Yu were shocked.

"Baba..." Murong Lian slapped several times angrily this time.

"Let's slap ten more slaps, and the father-daughter relationship between us will be cleared." Murong Shuang sneered, showing her red and swollen face.

Murong Lian actually slapped the fan ten times in succession, while Long Xiang was beside him, and the three of them were already stunned.

"You..." Murong Lian suddenly opened his eyes again, looking at Murong Shuang regretfully.

"You owe my mother the knife."

"I should,, kill"

"You owe the knife to your second brother."

"Kill you..." Murong Lian raised his hand in the air.

"This knife is mine." Following Murong Shuang's every word, the bloody dagger in her right hand was drawn out and sent out again, blood was splattering, and people were screaming.

"Ah..." As Murong Lian fell to the ground with a bang, Mo Yu, who had never seen a murder before, fell on his tip to Long Xiang.

"Sure enough, it's the most poisonous woman's heart." Feng Yu was stunned, and murmured as if awakened when the guards restrained Murong Shuang.

No one would have thought that Murong Shuang wanted to see Murong Lian to kill him, and no one would have thought that he was even worse than a beast.

There was no need for a retrial of the case, but Mo Chunyang, who felt deeply humiliated, didn't think much of it. With a secret decree, Murong Shuang was engraved with the word cheap on his forehead, and was sent to the military camp in the frontier.

Three months later, a book was delivered to Mo Chunyang, and Murong Shuang died, ending his humble life by himself.

No one will remember that beautiful and charming woman. She was originally a smart woman, but she went astray because of her family environment and emotional reasons. Her hatred is like a raging fire, burning others and turning herself into ashes at the same time. .

(End of this chapter)