First Allure Proud Concubine

Chapter 11

The other two personal maids were also busy approaching cautiously, and one of them asked in a low voice.Everyone only knew that Murong Qiuqing, the second young lady in the Murong Mansion, was bright and charming, but who knew that she had a heart like a poisonous scorpion?A little negligence is the disaster of gouging out the head.

Murong Qiuqing is half leaning on an embroidered flower pillow, and a thin quilt with red peonies in gold thread is half hanging on her chest.Seemingly unintentionally, half of her chest was exposed, showing a more lazy style, charming and soft, with a sharp look in her eyes, which disappeared in a flash: "Is there a reply?"

"Second Miss, not yet. Steward Liu came to report in the third watch, saying that the person who connected him hasn't replied yet." Luzhu bowed her head and replied respectfully.

"How is it possible! You damn girl, did you neglect your duty and didn't ask!" Murong Qiuqing angrily scolded.

While speaking, an incense fan was thrown over.Luzhu didn't dare to dodge, the bamboo strip fell directly on Luzhu's pink face, leaving a red and swollen mark, burning half of her cheeks.

Before she could shed tears in the future, Lu Zhu quickly bent down and knelt down, kowtowed repeatedly: "Damn it, slave, but slave really asked..."

At this time, Nanny Liu has already hurried in, and with a "plop", she knelt there through the curtain.

"It's no good, Second Miss, I heard that that bitch Murong Feixue has returned alive!"

"What did you say?" Inside the purple curtain, Murong Qiuqing's still angry voice suddenly rose again, and after a while, the voice suddenly seemed to be frozen, and asked coldly: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"No, no, it was that girl Bihe who came to sue..." Nanny Liu stammered, and cold sweat began to roll down her forehead.He regretted that he didn't go to see it first and then report it. If he angered the second lady, it's not a joke.

Hearing that Nanny Liu's tone was obviously lacking in confidence, Murong Qiuqing's face turned cold, and she immediately threw a pillow over.He reprimanded: "Dare to report things that are not clear? Why don't you hurry up and find out?"

"Yes, yes... this old servant is going now, this is going!" Nanny Liu was trembling, almost scrambling to escape from the Qiuyun Pavilion, stomping her feet, urging her spiritual power to move towards Murong Feixue's Stepping Snow Pavilion rushed to...

When she came to the window of the Treading Pavilion, she heard the sound of water splashing in the room.Immediately, my heart skipped a beat, and I tremblingly stretched out my hand to pierce the paper on the window, peeking into the sun from the small hole.

Wrapping warm mist, dense roses, arms as white as jade, and slender white neck.Murong Feixue was lying on his back in the tub half a person's height.Wet black hair hung down on her chest, and her cheeks were slightly flushed from steaming.Xiumei frowned slightly, her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was thinking about something distressing.What a beautiful picture of a beauty bathing, everything is peaceful and quiet.

Behind her stood Chunhua and Bihe with their heads bowed, all respectful.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy, why don't you come in and have a look?"

Murong Feixue opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, like autumn waters opening, a ray of light shot out.His black eyes squinted in the direction of the window, and his deep voice contained a hint of playfulness.

Grandma Liu was startled suddenly, she didn't expect that this Murong Feixue could still find herself!If you don't do anything and don't stop, killing her is a great achievement.Immediately, he turned his heart and looked cold, pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, and slammed into the door with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, this Murong Feixue is a good-for-nothing, and the entire Murong Mansion knows it.You can solve her by yourself, as the saying goes, you can't kill a chicken with a butcher's knife.

(End of this chapter)