Chapter 23： Kill the chicken and the monkey

Chapter 23

The two women's acrimonious voices sounded behind Mu Wushuang.

She slowly turned her head, her gaze fell on the two wives' pointed faces and monkey cheeks, her eyes seemed to be looking at the dead, without any mood swings.

"Xiao Baibai, let them enjoy it for a while."

Her lips were light and her tone was flat.

Before the people around realized what she meant by her words, they saw a slender silver snake the size of a little finger drilled out of her wrist, and her tongue was spitting out the letter, which made people feel suffocated. taste.

The subordinates didn't know what it was for a while, and only thought that Mu Wushuang had a pet. After all, this snake was too small and seemed to have no lethality at all, and people smiled mockingly.

But in the next second, everyone was shocked!

Because the little silver snake was as fast as lightning, it plunged into the bodies of the two women and pierced it directly. The little silver snake drilled and drilled, and there were countless more in the two women. The blood hole was soaking blood out.

They were so painful that they screamed again and again, and they wanted to die. This kind of torture, it is better to give them a knife directly.

All the servants felt trembling in their hearts, two battles, and their eyes were full of fear, worried that the next one would be their turn. After all, one of the two wives is in charge of the outer courtyard and the other is responsible for purchasing, and both have a higher status than them.

It took a full quarter of an hour before the two **** wives stopped screaming, cut off their vitality, and fell to the ground.

Others did not dare to get out of the air, sweating like rain on their bodies, and even worse, they were scared and incontinent even to urinate.

When Mu Wushuang looked at everyone's face one by one, they all shuddered wildly, not daring to look directly at this death-like girl.

"Sang Lan, who have been disrespectful to you, pick them out and train them so that they don’t bark like a dog all day." She faced Sang Lan and said quietly, remembering that Sang Lan said she was often bullied in the outer courtyard. Punish them well.

Sang Lan was grateful. She was often bullied because of her short height and dark appearance. Some people took pleasure in teasing her. She always dreamed of seeking justice one day, but she did not expect this day to come so soon!

"You, you, you, and you, all come out!"

Sang Lan pointed one by one.

These people have the fate of the two women, so they dare not come out.

"Snapped!"

Sang Lan exhausted her strength and slapped a young maid on the face.

This maid is the most hateful. She stole things from her master and planted it on her. She also deliberately asked others to bully her, causing her to suffer.

With this slap on, Sang Lan felt that she was in good spirits. Seeing the usually proud maid did not even dare to resist the eyes, she felt a sense of exuberance.

After the lap, Sang Lan's hand hurts, but she feels very relieved, and she is even more grateful to Mu Wushuang.

After beating people, these people still kneel on the ground and salute respectfully, no matter how resentful they are, they dare not show any signs on their faces.

Mu Wushuang sneered, this kind of people who hold high and trample on low, the roots of inferiority have penetrated into their bones, so they don't know how to be strong, and they don't know what the sky is.

"Someone will call Fobo for me."

She said.

"Yes, Miss Mu, the minion will go now!"

When Uncle Fu came over, she pointed to five or six honest-looking servants and said coldly: "You follow Fubo and serve the young master. If you don't serve well, it is the fate of these two women!"

Fu Bo was old, and Mu Wushuang couldn't bear to make him tired, but Mu Yuheng was in poor health. If Fu Bo was not there to look after her, she would be worried, so she could only call a few more servants.

The servant nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would take good care of Young Master Mu.

Mu Wushuang finally swept the crowd coldly before stepping into the courtyard of the younger brother of the beauty.

The room arranged by the palace for Mu Yuheng was quite good, but looking at the thick fallen leaves and grass on the ground, she knew that the servant was deliberately lazy. After walking a few steps inside, she saw the beautiful younger brother standing under the eaves, thin. A lot of snow fell on his shoulders, I don't know how long I stood there.