The King's Killer Mad Concubine

"Just say it, cheap hoof, cheap hoof!" A certain woman cursed angrily, and the more she scolded, the more enjoyable she became.

Yu You'er narrowed her eyes dangerously, and kicked her belly.

"Bang..." Su Xiaomei felt a sudden blackness in front of her eyes, and she fell down limply.

"Seventh brother and sister, are you going too far?" The third prince, Feng Mo, who had been silent all this time, reprimanded.

His deep and magnetic voice is indescribably pleasant.

Yu You'er was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to meet the extremely elegant handsome face, his dark eyes stared at her without blinking.

His gaze was too hot, and he stared straight at her, as if trying to see through her, Yu Youer's face turned cold, "What does Brother San Huang mean by this? No matter how unfavored Feng Yan is, , His princess can't get a prostitute to pee on top of her head, right? Is it too much for me to teach her a lesson?"

Su Xiaomei climbed up in embarrassment, seeing the brilliance in Yu You'er's eyes, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly rushed towards Yu You'er.

"You bloody bitch, what are you? How dare you kick me? I want you to look good!"

With an evil face on Feng Yan's face, she watched with great interest how Yu You'er would deal with it.

Seeing Su Xiaomei grabbing towards her like crazy, Yu Youer frowned deeply, cursed in a low voice, raised her foot, and kicked her hard again.

Su Xiaomei was kicked to the point where her stomach suddenly twitched, she clutched her chest in pain, her complexion changed drastically due to the pain, scarlet liquid flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Although the girls in Wanhualou don't usually like Su Xiaomei's arrogance and domineering, they can't understand Yu You'er's arrogant tone even more!

Several people looked at each other, suddenly pressed Yu You'er from all directions, and slapped her on the face with a slap.

"Damn it, you're so shameless!" Yu You'er cursed rudely and raised her eyebrows, regardless of whether these women could bear it, she waved her palm and slapped their delicate faces, "Papapapa Snapped."

"what……"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

I don't know how many slaps were slapped. Several women in the brothel were blinded by the slaps, and they screamed in pain.

"Yu You'er, you're enough!" Seeing this, Feng Mo clenched his fists tightly, and his elegant face couldn't help changing his expression, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because of the seventh brother's presence!"