Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1194 Recalling Xue Simiao, the Prime Minister's Mansion 4
The servants didn't dare to grind any more, dragged Murong Simiao to one side, pressed down on the ground and started to hit Murong Simiao's body again and again, but within a short time they were beaten black and blue.

"Today I will teach you a little lesson, to see if you dare to talk nonsense in the future." Seeing that the beating was almost done, Murong Yixue waved at the servant, knelt down, and turned to Murong Simiao. Word by word: "By the way, I'm kind enough to tell you that your sister Jingxue is no longer able to protect herself. She is now locked up in the cell of the palace by the emperor. Maybe one day the emperor will issue an imperial decree, and she will be killed." The head fell to the ground, compared with me, she is still far behind, hahaha..."

"What?" Murong Simiao's eyes widened, and she murmured in a low voice, "Sister Jingxue was locked up? Why?"

Murong Yixue was not in the mood to say anything more to him, the lesson was learned, and she was angry, so she had nothing to say to him, raised her eyebrows and said to Qiang'er: "Qiang'er, let's go in!"

Qiang'er nodded, looked contemptuously at Murong Simiao, stepped forward to support Murong Yixue, and when she was about to leave, Murong Simiao's voice came from behind: "You are talking nonsense, you are no match for Jing Xue My sister said this kind of lie to comfort me, right?"

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe a word unless he sees it with his own eyes.

Murong Yixue turned around and looked at Murong Simiao coldly.

"I don't think you can compare to sister Jingxue, so that's why you comfort yourself like this?"

In the next second, Murong Simiao's clothes were grabbed by Murong Yixue, and she sneered: "Murong Simiao, don't talk nonsense here, do I need to comfort myself? What I said is the truth .”

Seeing her furious look, Murong Simiao felt even more that what she said was not true, met Murong Yixue's gaze, and said word by word: "You just can't compare with her, you will never be able to compare with her!" she."

Murong Yixue was extremely angry, and stared at Murong Simiao with sharp eyes: "Murong Simiao, do you think you are still the young master of the prime minister's mansion, do you think my father will support you? You are just a beggar now, What else do you have, even if I kill you, no one would dare to do anything to me."

"I believe this sentence." Murong Simiao met her gaze and said with a sneer, "But even if you kill me, it still can't change the fact that you will never be as good as Sister Jingxue."

"Looks like I haven't taught you enough, hit me again, hard." Murong Yixue growled.

Every time Murong Simiao said that she was not as good as Murong Jingxue, her heart ached. Why did everyone think that Murong Jingxue was better than her? Why did everyone think that she was not as good as Murong Jingxue? Xue, Murong Jingxue is just a concubine's daughter, she doesn't care what she wants, and the marriage is meant for a fool and disabled prince, how is she better than her, she is now locked in a prison cell, life and death are unpredictable, how is she better than her ?

"Stop, what are you doing?" At this moment, shouts came from the Xiangfu, Murong Yixue turned around, and at a glance, she saw Murong Bingxue and Murong Lianxue appearing out of nowhere.

Murong Yixue's expression changed slightly, but she recovered quickly, and looked at Bingxue and Lianxue coldly.

The servants stopped what they were doing, and stood aside with their heads down.

"Si Miao." Lianxue looked at Simiao who was beaten on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, her heart ached so much, her voice was crying, and she helped Simiao up, "Si Miao, does it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)