Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 735 Seizing Power (1)
The little servant girl's face turned pale and bloodless in an instant, she knelt down on the ground with a plop, and her head thumped loudly: "Master Hou, please forgive me, no one bullied this servant, the scars were really done by this servant!"

Qin Zheng yelled angrily: "How dare you lie..."

"Master Hou, this girl has been bullied, shouldn't I find out the man who bullied her and teach him a lesson? Why are you scaring her?" Mu Yutang interrupted him in a cold voice, her eyes full of confusion.

Qin Zheng coughed unnaturally: "This Marquis is also in a moment of anxiety..."

Mu Yutang nodded understandingly: "The Marquis of Huainan has good intentions, but he must use the right method, otherwise, others will misunderstand that the person who beat up the little maid was you, Lord Marquis, and your reputation will be destroyed once!"

Everyone looked at each other, looking at their noses and hearts. Judging by the clothes of the little maid, she was a first-class maid in the Hou Mansion, serving the master closely. Looking at the entire Hou Mansion, there were only two male masters, Qin Zheng and Qin Dong. Dare to bully her, the scars on her body must have been made by one of them!

Beating a woman on the bed, the master of the Hou Mansion has such a strong taste!
Qin Zhengzheng's face turned livid, and Mu Yutang actually found out about the fact that the master of the Hou Mansion abused the beautiful maids. If it was spread, even if he would not be ruined, he would still be pointed at by others. The hateful Mu Yutang, is he the nemesis of the Hou Mansion? ?As long as she appears, the people in the Hou Mansion will be in bad luck!

Looking up at Mu Yutang, she saw that she was also looking at him, her dark pupils were as clear as glass, and Qin Zheng's heart trembled with a slight smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, as if she had seen through the shocking secret in his heart!
Mu Yutang's eyes were deep. The scar on the white-haired woman's neck resembled the little maid's, but it was not the same. She was not sure whether the woman was taken away by the two fathers and sons. She would investigate carefully. Keep this matter a secret for now, and tell Xuanyuan Ao when you have a definite answer, lest he go crazy and startle the snake!

"It's getting late, I'm going back to the mansion first, you guys search slowly and say goodbye!" The Marquis of Huainan has searched and found no one like Xuanyuan Sisi, so it's useless for her to stay here, so I'd better go back to Prince Qi's mansion first, Think about it carefully, and then make a long-term plan.

Seeing Mu Yutang's figure gradually walking away, a dark light appeared in Qin Zheng's eyes, Mu Yutang is a very smart and dangerous woman, he must not let her go easily!
As night fell, Mu Yutang sat in Qingyun Palace, frowning and thinking about the carriage the white-haired woman was riding in, and the scar on her neck, and gently handed over a cup of tea: "Prince Princess, please use tea!"

Mu Yutang hummed lightly, took the teacup, lifted the lid, and the hot air rushed to her face, and the faint tea fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose. Suddenly, Mu Yutang's stomach turned upside down. She put down the teacup, clutched her chest and retched.

She is in the period of pregnancy and vomiting, and she will retch when she smells the greasy aroma, but the tea is very light. She always likes to use the aroma of tea to suppress vomiting, but why would she feel like vomiting when she smells the aroma of tea today: "What kind of tea did you make... ?”

"Death-killing tea!" An icy voice sounded from the top of the head, the person beside him turned his wrist, and the sharp long sword gleamed coldly, stabbing at Mu Yutang mercilessly...

Mu Yutang's eyes froze, she grabbed the teacup on the table, and slammed it at the person who came, only to hear the sound of 'Dang', the teacup was split by the sharp sword, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces, the sharp blade Going over the fragments, stabbing directly at Mu Yutang...

Mu Yutang lightly tapped her toes, like a piece of light snow in winter, suddenly came to the window, opened the window and jumped out!

The assassin's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed fiercely at Mu Yutang, wanting to leave, it's not that easy!
When the bad wind came, Mu Yutang sneered, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and stabbed the assassin fiercely. The sharp and dazzling cold light flashed across the assassin's eyes. He didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it!

Mu Yutang took the opportunity to jump out of the window, landed lightly on the ground, and looked back at the assassin coldly!
The assassin also jumped out of the room, holding his long sword tightly and was about to chase and kill Mu Yutang, when he saw four snow-clothed guards appearing out of nowhere in the empty courtyard, with stern faces and fearful eyes, stabbing him mercilessly with sharp blades in their hands.

The assassin's eyes flashed darkly. He had heard for a long time that Xue Yiwei was a master of martial arts and capable of fighting well, but he had been missing for a while. Now that he met them today, he would like to learn from their brilliant moves!He tapped his toes, stood up straight from the ground, and thrust out the sharp blade in his hand, with an icy aura, attacking the snow-clothed guards in all directions!

The afterimage was swept away by the wind, the sword energy drifted away, the cold light flickered, and the light and shadow continued!
The four swords of the snow-clothed guards attacked the assassin in four directions, but they moved around like a sword tacitly, and their breathing was even more consistent as if they were one body. Real and false, it is dazzling to see.

Mu Yutang looked at the battlefield with cold eyes. The assassin was able to avoid Xue Yiwei and sneak into Qingyun Palace, which showed his martial arts. She was pregnant and was not suitable for fierce fighting, so she lured the assassin out and handed it to Xue Yiwei to deal with.

The sword moves of the snow-clothed guards were fierce, with murderous intentions, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly. The assassin swung a long sword impenetrably, and it was a bit difficult to deal with the four snow-clothed guards alone, but he didn't fall too much. Feng is indeed a rare master...

The assassin swung his sword to open the Xueyiwei, and saw the leisurely Mu Yutang, with a dark light in his pupils: "Mu Yutang, you can't catch me!"

Mu Yutang glanced at him, and said casually: "Don't say bold words too early, before the end, it's still unknown who will win!"

The assassin's eyes were cold, the martial arts of a single Xueyiwei was only a bit higher than that of the hidden guards, even if there were five or six of them, they might not be his opponents. It is more than enough to deal with peerless masters. If he continues to fight with them, even if he is not defeated by them, he will be exhausted by them...

'brush! 'A cold light flashed, and a deep scar was drawn on the assassin's arm. Bright red blood oozed out, and the pain was burning. The other three long swords also stabbed over quickly with fierce murderous aura!
There was a sharp cold light in the assassin's eyes. He was wounded and couldn't continue to fight with the snow-clothed guards. Otherwise, he would definitely miss and be captured. He swung his sword to create a gap, and he was about to jump into the air. The long sword came through the air, and only heard the sound of 'chi', the long sword slashed heavily on his back, the long wound stretched from the shoulder to the back, it was burning and painful!

Xue Yiwei didn't want to capture him alive, but was going to kill him on the spot, it's extremely hateful!Thick tyranny flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he charged towards Xue Yiwei, preparing to break through the gap and escape.

No, Xue Yiwei did not show any weakness, and swung his sword to meet his ultimate move. The fierce fighting sound was particularly shocking in the dark night.

A sharp long sword slashed across the assassin's wound, his body trembled, his moves were half a beat slow, the long sword in his hand was knocked out, and the deadly sword move came over with a strong murderous aura, and he was about to stab In the blink of an eye, a slender, sandal-colored figure drew a graceful arc in the midair like a flash of light, and in an instant, it came in front of the assassin, grabbed him and jumped out of the siege of the snowclothed guards, soaring into the air, His arrogant greeting floated in the wind: "This Mr. Ben has taken it away, and there will be a period later."

(End of this chapter)