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Wrinkles, the most terrifying killer of women!

Little Jun had never heard the empress's words. He stared at the wrinkles on her forehead and at the corners of her eyes, doubting the way the court maintained itself.

Hm!

On the other hand, Feng Shaoyun's skin was a hundred miles red and even softer than a woman's. If he had the chance to ask, then that bitch must have a better understanding of maintenance. Touching her somewhat smooth face, the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile.

Pow!

The empress was not a kind person. She actually dared to be absent-minded when she saw Xiaoxiao slapping her in the face and glaring fiercely in the face. Her eyeballs had nearly popped out of their sockets.

She rubbed her hurting face and glared at the empress out of habit. Could it be that this damned yellow-faced grandma wanted to kill her?

"How dare you!" You actually dare to look straight at me! "

With that, the empress slapped her face again until her eyes sparkled like stars. Her ears buzzed and she felt dizzy.

Climbing down, the cold on the ground woke Xiaoxiao up very quickly. Gritting her teeth, she glanced in the direction of the main entrance. He was sure that there were only these few people in the courtyard, and an evil thought arose in his heart all of a sudden.

Yes, she would never treat people who didn't respect her with courtesy. When it was time to make a scene, anyone was an enemy in front of her.

"Get up!" The empress was overjoyed from the beating. As she looked at the bloodstain on the corner of her lips, the excitement she felt in her heart grew even stronger. It had been a long time since she had such self-confidence. Every day, she had to take into account her own image. Every day, she would pretend to be noble.

She tugged on Xiaoxiao's hair, which had fallen down to her shoulders, and looked into her eyes with hatred.

However, this time, she saw murderous intent in her small eyes. A murderous intent that was hard to resist was slowly suppressing her arrogance.

"Pfft!"

Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it any longer, so she spat and pushed the empress away. Standing up, she winked at Ling'er.

Ling'er stood hesitantly on the spot, wanting to help her mistress, but she was afraid of offending the empress. She kept rubbing the silk scarf in her hand until her lips were about to break.

Seeing that Ling'er was indifferent, she glared a little angrily and gave the order, "Take that girl away for me. I want to spar with the empress over the ways of survival in the court!"

"Master …" "This …" Although Ling'er saw that her master was angry, she was still worried that her master would be in big trouble. She originally wanted to stop him, but her master looked at her and swallowed her words back down.

"Who dares to touch my little girl, hang your head first." The empress wiped the saliva from her face and pulled her long, tiny hair from her back.

Ah!" You bitch! "Yellow faced woman, you stinking woman …

In his rage, he scolded her with seven or eight random moves, trying his best to free himself from the empress's grasp. She thought of the moves she often used, lifted her foot, and stomped down hard.

The empress cried out in pain and retreated a few steps, glaring angrily at the small, murderous face.

Upon seeing her master being bullied, Ball pounced on him without a second thought, letting Xiaoxiao down to the ground, letting out her hidden rage, pulling and scratching at Xiaoxiao.

Ling'er remained standing where she was. Xiu-Er, who had been crying, stood up from the ground and rushed over, trying her best to pull the ball away from her master. However, her strength was too small, and with a flip of the ball, she was sent rolling into the corner.

While Wan-Er was distracted, she finally had time to pull out her hand. She touched the hairpin on her head and thrust it at Sweetheart's butt.

Ah!" Balls jumped up, clutching his butt and writhing on the ground crying out in pain.

He put the hairpin into his mouth and slowly crawled up from the ground. She narrowed her eyes, her gaze shifting from the ball to the queen.

If she could, she really wanted to hold a long sword in her hand and exude the same prestige as a chivalrous hero to help the poor commoners get rid of this bastard who ate people without spitting out their bones.

"I didn't expect you to be like this. It seems that I've really underestimated you." The empress didn't even look at the rolling balls on the ground from the pain. In her eyes, these were just servants, it was natural that they would die for her sake.

Ball was a bit disappointed. She was jealous of Ling Er and Xiu-Er. At least they had a master who would protect her like Xiaoxiao did. And she, who served the empress every day and cared for her life and death, in the end didn't even hear the simplest of greetings.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Poor thing, she curled up and cried until there was no sound left.

Sympathy!

Xiaoxiao saw the helplessness in Ball's eyes. If one had to blame something, they could only blame this girl for her bad luck.

"Do you know what retribution is? Do you know what retribution is?" Do you know what retribution is? Xiaoxiao tossed out a very popular internet language. Remembering that she was still suffering in the rouge hall, she narrowed her eyes and accidentally said, "Also, go back and tell your lover not to harass Pingfei anymore, or no one can save him!"

"What did you say?" When the empress heard this, she grew even angrier. She wasn't angry that the Ghost-Mask novel was her lover, but was angry that this girl knew so much.

Since it was like this, he couldn't let her have her little life either.

Sou sou sou!

With the speed of the wind, in the blink of an eye, the empress was already standing behind Xiaoxiao. After that, she waved her hand, and after a few "pa pa" sounds, a few palm strikes repeatedly landed on her small chest.

Tap, tap, tap!

Feeling a slight jolt of pain in his back, Zhang Xuan leaned forward and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Heavens!

The empress actually knew martial arts, and today she really did want to put herself to death. This... It was like a dream.

Does royal father know of this secret?

A queen who knew martial arts, a girl who knew martial arts. How many secrets were hidden in this palace?

Could it be that the empress's other identity was the boss of a certain society or a group of people?

Heavens! This place was too scary.

Be calm, you must be calm.

Although she warned herself in her heart, she felt that her body wasn't able to control herself. Even if she wanted to take a few steps forward, her feet wouldn't be able to control herself.

"Humph!"

The Queen smiled sinisterly, her slender fingers not listening to the movements, pressing towards the powerless little figure step by step, waiting for the final palm strike to send her to heaven.

Raising her hand, killing intent filled her eyes once again. She waved her palm, and it seemed that she was about to strike her weak and weak body. As long as she struck, she would no longer think about what terrifying things Jay would do for a woman, nor would she have to worry about Xuanyuan Zhi because the woman's identity would allow her to ascend to the throne even faster.

Once this woman died, everything would be over.

It was just that her plans had come too early. Some important figures didn't want to die so quickly at the moment. Thus, in this crucial moment, a voice sounded out in the bloody air.

"Stop! This woman still can't die! " Suddenly, a terrifying voice was heard, stopping the empress's hand in mid-air.

The empress jumped in fright, her face changing drastically. Her palm landed in midair, attracted by a powerful force, and her body fell back several steps.

Feeling that the empress had retreated, she opened her eyes. Seeing the chance, she turned around and kicked the empress in the chest.

The empress clutched at her chest and squatted on the floor, looking at Xiaoxiao with hatred in her eyes. The voice that she had been whispering in her ear earlier could not help but have a small hatred towards him.

"Let's go!"

Standing up, she acted like she was possessed and brought the little girl out of the yard quickly with an expressionless face.

Little Jun sat panting on the ground, as if he was having a nightmare. She hadn't thought that the empress would be so adept at martial arts as to put herself to death.

Too terrifying!

Not only was this damned place extremely suspicious, it was also extremely dangerous.

A thought to escape surfaced in her heart. She coughed twice before casting a glance at Ling'er, who was not far away. At this moment, Ling'er was still looking at the door of the empress's room, her face full of worry. The silk scarf in her hand had already been torn to shreds, and her hands were covered in scratches.

Who is she? Who was it that was sent to stand beside Xuanyuan Zhi?

The two questions spun in her mind again as she stumbled to her feet and struggled to the side of the terrified Xiu-Er.

Xiu-Er was crying and trembling. Seeing that her master had come to her side, she threw herself into his arms and cried even more fiercely.

Xuanyuan Qi, who had received the message, hurriedly rushed over. When he stood at the mouth of the courtyard, he saw the mess before his eyes and felt that it was all over. Looking at Xiu-Er crying in his arms, he felt so guilty.

As he approached, he slowly crouched down and looked at the message with a pained expression. He reached out his hand to touch her tear-stained face.

"Wow!"

Xiaoxiao let go of Xiu-Er and threw herself into Xuanyuan Qi's arms. She pounded on his chest and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry!" Xuanyuan Qi patted his small back as he thought to himself, "What is the ultimate reason for the empress to make a move against me?" Seeing how severely injured she was, he believed that the empress already had thoughts of killing her.

"Why? Why are you all like this? I just want to live a bland life, why do you always let my life ripple? " This was the first time he found the feeling of being able to rely on Xuanyuan Qi, lying on his chest and listening to his heartbeat, which was as fast as his own.

Suddenly, he felt that this man had a heart-to-heart connection with him.

Fate?

He had allowed her to travel from far away to here. She had met him who was playful and unruly. He was unruly and unruly.

He seemed to have changed her appearance. The arrogance, the indifference, the indifference of what they had met.

He had changed, really changed!

"Weren't you indifferent to me? Why did he suddenly become so concerned about me? You... Are you pitying me? I don't need the charity of others, I don't need it! " Lightly raising her head, her eyes that were like crying peaches made people feel pity for her.

Xuanyuan Qi was stunned by this question and wiped the tears off his face for her. Lowering his head, he lovingly kissed her and whispered in her ear, "I am pitying myself."