Herbs Female Physician

Chapter 31 The Impulse to Draw the Sword (2)

Several servants immediately stepped forward, punching and kicking Xiaocui.

Don't hit her!Don't hit her!The little mute shouted in her heart, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. She cried and knelt on the ground, stretched out her hand to pull Miss Biao's skirt, just as her hand touched it, another slap came over her.

"You dirty bitch, don't touch my clothes!" Miss Biao kicked the little dumb on the ground with disgust. "Roll as far as you can, and don't appear in front of me again, otherwise, I will definitely make you die ugly!"

With a bang, the back door of Dragon Phoenix Villa closed!

The ground was in a mess, and the clothes were scattered around. The little dumb sat up with difficulty, looking at the closed back door, feeling sad for a while.

She is homeless! ——
In the back garden, Qing Mei, who was close to Y Huan, said anxiously: "Miss, it's not very good for us to drive her out like this! If the young master pursues it, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"What are you afraid of?" Yang Yun'er took a sip of tea leisurely, and said slowly: "My aunt loves me so much, she will definitely protect me! Besides, I am also his cousin, what can he do to me? At worst, he will scold me. !"

"But... the young master is notoriously irritable. I'm afraid he will go crazy. It's not just as simple as swearing! And he likes the dumb one—" She was interrupted by the young lady before she could finish her sentence.

"Damn! What do you like or not! Isn't it just a lowly servant with a fox face! I hate it!" Thinking of her appearance, Yang Yun'er looked jealous, "That woman is definitely a beauty! I kicked her out to save my cousin!"

Qingmei sensed that the young lady was in a bad mood, so she lowered her head and dared not make a sound.

"Is aunt back?" Yang Yun'er asked suddenly.

She knew that her aunt would talk to her father about the dissolution of the engagement today, and that her cousin was away again and would not be back until at least three days later, so she took this opportunity to drive the thorn in her side out.It doesn't matter if my cousin picks it up after three days, at least today's incident taught the mute a lesson, and she felt much more at ease!
(End of this chapter)