"Eh heh heh..." She was a bit of a servant. The eldest lady in front of her was in a completely different state from before. All the servants huddled together. Look at me and I look at you. No one dared to step forward rashly.

.

Mrs. Zhao clicked her tongue and said, "A bunch of trash! Come on, you are afraid of Hua Ying'er, Hua Mansion does not tolerate people who eat rice for free. If you don't catch her, you will get out of here one by one."

Yes, she is just a flower girl, a young lady who is not favored, and is afraid of a hammer.

"superior!"

"Get her for me!"

A dozen servants followed the guy and surrounded him.

Hua Ying'er turned her wrist slightly, and the peach blossom in her palm turned into a sharp long sword unsheathed. Like a strong wind, it quickly stabbed the thigh of the servant who was running at the front.

"Ahhh - it hurts." Suddenly, a scream sounded.

"Miss, don't hit me, don't hurt me..." He knelt down and begged with a sad face.

The long sword penetrated his thigh. Hua Ying'er raised her hand and the long sword quickly flew back into her palm with a whoosh.

"If the others don't want to be beaten, just step aside." Hua Ying'er didn't think about what to do to them.

It wasn't just a stab from a sword, or it was just a loss of a leg.

The rest of the people looked at each other and retreated in unison, because they discovered that Hua Ying'er exuded the aura of whoever comes over will die.

"Old witch, tell me! Where is Lily!? Hand over Lily! I won't give you a beating." After Hua Ying'er entered the house, she didn't see Lily along the way. It must have been Zhao who drove Lily away, or...

...

Lily treats her like a sister. If Lily has any shortcomings, Zhao will definitely be buried with her!

"A bunch of useless things." Zhao didn't believe in evil and wanted to use Bai Lianhua's tricks to deal with Hua Ying'er.

"Ying'er, I am your elder. Your mother died young and I treat you as my own child. I sent you to the palace with good intentions. Entering the palace to serve the King of Yue is a blessing from God. As a princess, you will be prosperous and wealthy.

You can enjoy it endlessly, and this is also the master’s idea.”

First I'll say a few words to coax you, and then I'll kill you.

"Why didn't you leave such a good thing to your precious daughter? Oh, your daughter had no luck after entering the palace, so she died." Hua Ying'er's little porcelain doll-like face revealed a sweet smile.

Mrs. Zhao was so angry that her alveolar bones itched, "How dare you threaten me? Lily is already dead. Let's see what you can do to me!"

Before Zhao could react, the peach blossoms on Hua Ying'er's fingertips turned into a long sword and slashed towards Zhao's face. Everyone was so frightened that their faces instantly turned blue.

"Ahhhhh..."

The screams, like those of a slaughtered pig, echoed in the sky above Hua Mansion, and also attracted the attention of someone in the restaurant next door.

A man in the restaurant on the left heard the sound and looked over. What caught his eye was a stunning woman in white plain clothes.

I saw her lively eyebrows, playing with a peach blossom in her hand, and her temperament was extraordinary.

He looked at Hua Ying'er with a smile, put away the unfolded folding fan, clapped his hands with it, and said: "This little beauty is not the eldest lady of the Hua Mansion. When will the unknown daughter Hua Ying'er who was kicked out become the daughter of Hua Ying'er?"

So sassy and beautiful!”

He touched his chin and stared at Hua Ying'er. He would take her away later.

Hua Ying'er noticed something strange above her head and glanced in his direction, their eyes met.

Compared to Gu Bai, a dandy boy with a pretty face, Hua Ying'er rolled her eyes and gave it to him.

In an instant, the long sword drew a small turtle on Zhao's face, which looked so cute and cute.

Mrs. Zhao's tears fell down, "Ah... Master... help me!"

"Say quickly! Where is Lily?" Seeing Mrs. Zhao's appearance, Hua Ying'er's red lips curled up slightly, and a cold murderous intention suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, "Old witch, put away your hypocritical tricks. It's best in the future.

Don't act under my nose."

Hua Ying'er grabbed Zhao's neck with her backhand, holding her back until her face turned red.

"Master, help me, I killed someone, let go... let me go." Ms. Zhao struggled and slapped her hands desperately.

The servants who were watching did not dare to come forward and applauded secretly. Zhao usually beat or scolded them, but finally someone took a breath for them.

The servants of Hua Mansion looked at Hua Ying'er with surprise and admiration!

"If you have the ability, beat me to death." Zhao said with a stern expression.

Hua Ying'er was furious! She went down to earth and experienced calamity again and again, and was bullied every time because of her weak temperament. This time she wanted to be a tough woman!

"A vicious woman! For so many years, you have framed me time and time again, calling for the thief every time, and pretending to be pitiful in front of the master. Humph! When you harm others, you end up harming yourself. Your good days are over!" Hua Ying'er said cruelly.

He pushed Zhao away fiercely.

"Huh, how can it be fun to be dead than to be alive?"

"You kill, you kill, come on, kill me, let's see how the master will deal with you when he comes back!" Zhao's cat was in the corner, trembling with fear. She concluded that Hua Ying'er didn't dare to do anything to her.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao lying on the ground with her hair as messy as a chicken coop, some of the servants in the Hua Mansion silently clapped their hands for Hua Ying'er and shouted, "Well done."

"Snap!"

Hua Ying'er grabbed the back of Zhao's clothes, slapped Zhao on the face, and whispered in her ear: "Call me master? If you call me God, no one will dare to save you."

Any kindness must be repaid, and any hatred must be punished. We are worthy of both heaven and man.

This is Hua Ying'er's principle of walking in the world.

"Lily is in my hand! If you kill me, you will never see her again." Mrs. Zhao lay crookedly on the ground, with red palm prints on her face.

Hua Ying'er thumped and grabbed Mrs. Zhao's hair, "If she loses a hair, I'll cut off one of your fingers! You owe me, and I will get it back little by little. The little turtle on your face today

, just interest.”

Mrs. Zhao collapsed on the ground with dull eyes, and no one dared to help her. The servants of the Hua Mansion followed Hua Ying'er consciously, waiting for her instructions.

Suddenly, the guard's voice was heard at the front door, "The master is back."


Chapter completed!