The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 134 Don't be like those women
The atmosphere became cold because of Mrs. Ming's words.

Up to now, the two sides are already at war.Neither Prince Gong's Mansion nor Prince Zhuang's Mansion cared about each other's face anymore.

"Hehe, are you going to tear Jiang'er's mouth again? Jiang'er is so scared."

Zhuang Jiang smiled and shook his head.Just now, Zhuang Ya, whose face was swollen like a pig, also said that.

"Why, little girl doesn't believe it?" Mrs. Ming narrowed her eyes, and a flame could not help but rise in her heart.

A little girl who doesn't know martial arts dares to grandstanding in front of her.Do you really think that they are easy to provoke Prince Gong's Mansion?
"Mrs. Ming, you must kill this scourge. With her around, sooner or later she will become our hindrance!"

Gong Shuang seized this opportunity and hurriedly fanned the flames.As long as Zhuang Jiang is alive, even if she returns to Prince Zhuang's mansion in the future, she will not have a comfortable life.

So get rid of Zhuang Jiang, she is determined to win.

But Zhuang Jiang didn't care about what the two of them said.The girl raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and couldn't help but huffed.Those bright eyes were blurred for a moment.

"Brother Linyuan, this old poisonous woman is really annoying. She hinders Jiang'er from cleaning up the house. You don't even plan to help Jiang'er?"

As he said that, Zhuang Jiang turned his skirt slightly.With her chin in her small hand, she said innocently:

"Leave the old poisonous woman to you, and the others to me, how about it?"

Sitting beside the stone table was Mo Linyuan, his purple clothes were spotless.The deep phoenix eyes are calm, but like the stars in the sky, there is clarity in the clarity.

This damn girl has finished arranging others, is she going to start arranging him?

Seeing that Mo Linyuan didn't speak, Zhuang Jiang had no choice but to walk forward slowly, with a pair of small hands wrapped around the young man's fingertips like catkins.

While shaking Mo Linyuan's hand gently, she purposely raised her voice.

"Brother Linyuan is the best, if you don't say anything, just promise Jiang'er."

Hearing this, Mo Linyuan raised his hand and shook Zhuang Jiang away with a look of disgust.

"If you want to be lazy, just say it, don't be like those women who are yin and yang."

Zhuang Jiang snickered, she admitted that she deliberately disgusted Mo Linyuan.

Who told him not to speak for himself, he knew how to sit and watch the show.The elm head doesn't please girls at all.

But right now is not the time to mess around with Mo Linyuan, they have more important things to do.

"Listen, all the shadow guards, the side concubine Gongshuang colluded with foreign thieves in a vain attempt to put the princess to death. Now the princess orders you to kill Gongshuang and her daughter Zhuang Ya. Those who take their lives will be rewarded heavily by the princess." !"

Zhuang Jiang looked back, and the cold words echoed repeatedly in the Frost Courtyard.Under the night, a group of shadow guards floated and flew down in an instant.

"Little girl, how dare you!"

Mrs. Ming took a step forward, and her strong internal force spread out, protecting Gongshuang's mother and daughter behind her.At the same time, the group of dead soldiers she brought was also protecting them.

But just when she wanted to frighten everyone with force, a long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, attacking her like a meteor from the sky.

There is no cover-up, and there is no tricky arc.It is to go straight forward and break through the void.

Mrs. Ming's pupils shrank, and she stared at the sword closely, her eyes terrified.

"This, this sword is..."

"Jiang'er said that he wanted to take the lives of Gongshuang's mother and daughter, Mrs. Ming, can't you hear me?"

In front of the stone table, the purple-clothed boy slowly got up.The skirts of the brocade and satin clothes are fluttering, as if caught in the wind, cleansed of dust, aggressive and wanton.

He raised his fingertips a little, and the long sword was filled with purple.

Sharp and domineering intertwined, Madam Ming had no choice but to dodge back, escape a distance of tens of meters.

(End of this chapter)