The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Miss San, seeing that the old lady's birthday banquet is coming soon, have you thought about what gift to give?" Lu Rong saw that Su Yueming was copying something all day long these days, and didn't mention the gift, so she went from the side reminded.

Su Yueming put down the brush in his hand, lowered his head and blew lightly on the fainted ink, and said, "A gift is just a thought, so don't be too nervous."

Lu Rong nodded and said, "Miss San is right."

Su Yueming stood up, and Bi'er immediately stepped forward, holding her hand, walked out of the yard together, and said, "You must pay special attention to Piao'er's every move, and report to me at any time."

"Yes, Miss San, she died once, I don't think she dares to mess around."

"Not necessarily." Su Yueming raised his eyes coldly, and said, "A person who has been betrayed, as long as he is tempted enough, he will soon forget the taste of death."

The corners of Bi'er's eyes couldn't help twitching a few times, secretly praying that Liu Piao'er would not be as greedy as Hongmei back then, so that she died so miserably.

Su Yueming glanced at the direction of Ranxiang Garden, and asked, "Lu Rong, what can I gain from going to Second Auntie's today?"

Lu Rong stepped forward and said——

"When the servant girl passed by today, the second young lady and the second aunt had another conflict. The second young lady also injured the second aunt's eyes. The second aunt kept wiping away her tears. After seeing the things that the third lady gave, she felt much better. .”

Su Yueming smiled shallowly, "This thing should play its role in a few days."

"Su Yueming, you little bitch, get out!" Just as he was speaking, there was an angry shout from outside the door.

"It's the Second Young Master!" Lu Rong called softly, a look of worry flashed across her face, this Second Young Master was notorious for his violent temper, and he never put anyone in his eyes.

Although the prime minister said that the third lady was not the murderer who hurt him, but now the second young master came to the door with a sword, obviously he would not let the third lady go easily, "Third lady, what should I do?"

Su Yueming didn't panic, she had expected that the first person Su Zicong would look for after waking up was her.

"Don't be afraid, have I got everything ready for Leng Ru?"

"Here it is." Lu Rong quickly handed a small medicine bag to Su Yueming's hand. Su Yueming pulled the hairpin from Lu Rong's head, and poked the medicine bag twice, poking a few holes. , Sprinkle it lightly, and the red powder will spill out.

"Miss San, what is this?" Lu Rong asked curiously.

"Good stuff." Su Yueming shook slightly again, and the medicinal powder spilled out a little more.

Su Zicong kicked open the door and rushed over aggressively. Su Yueming shook his hand and held the powder in his hand, avoiding Su Zicong's sight.

Su Zicong slashed the gleaming sharp sword towards Su Yueming's neck, "Little bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

Su Yueming had already expected his slash, but it was a pity that Su Zicong's left hand was not good enough to cut accurately, so she easily dodged the sword with a flash of her figure.

Su Zicong's center of gravity was unstable, he staggered, rushed forward two steps, his hand shook, and the sword fell to the ground.

Su Yueming raised his eyes to meet the murderous Su Zicong. His right hand was crippled, and the palm of his hand was drooping weakly. He held the sword with his left hand. He seemed powerless and trembling.

A mocking smile appeared in the corner of Su Yueming's sly eyes, and he snorted lightly.

"What are you laughing at?!" The embarrassed Su Zicong caught Su Yueming's smile, and felt extremely annoyed.