Cute disciples are hard to tame: Master, don't make trouble!

Chapter 3 The Scumbag's Heartlessness

Xia Qiu turned around and gave a look behind her. Immediately afterwards, two burly and powerful women pulled Luo Yunli who had fallen to the ground and slammed her into the wall forcefully. Then, like throwing a rag, she casually Throw it against the wall.

"Side concubine, it's already done." Xia Qiu walked up to Luo Shuyue respectfully, said with a triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Quick, help me tidy up, let's go find the prince, the fourth sister committed suicide by hitting the wall."

"Yes, side concubine." Xia Qiu and the others showed joy, and quickly stepped forward to wrinkle Luo Shuyue's clothes, and carefully loosened a strand of hair from the bun, then stopped and stepped aside .

Luo Shuyue turned around to look at the somewhat panicked figure in the bronze mirror, covered her face and ran out of the yard, crying while running, which looked quite similar.

At the gate of the mansion, Feng Ruochen frowned, and asked impatiently: "Side concubine, haven't you come back yet?"

"The old slave will send someone to look at it immediately." The housekeeper responded hastily.

Feng Ruochen nodded, thinking puzzledly in her heart, she didn't know what Yue'er was thinking, why did she insist on calling that trash together.

Obviously that trash tried to harm her time and time again, but she was so gentle and didn't care. Yue'er was so kind.

"My lord, my lord, my sister..."

Before the housekeeper raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, Luo Shuyue's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing her sweetheart Lihua running out in the rain, Feng Ruochen's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support the weak Luo Shuyue, and said softly, "Yue'er, did that trash give you embarrassment again?" Look."

Luo Shuyue shook her head, but the tears in the corners of her eyes did not stop.

Seeing the crying and sad Luo Shuyue, Feng Ruochen supported Luo Shuyue's hand, and tightly clenched it, her slender fingers with well-articulated joints made crisp sounds.

"Yue'er, don't be afraid, this king will clean up that trash for you." Feng Ruochen said, striding towards the door.

"My lord, Yue'er is fine, it's the concubine..." Luo Shuyue said, crying again.

"Yue'er, you don't need to say anything, this king will make the decision for you, princess, hmph, from now on she will be an abandoned wife, nothing more."

As Feng Ruochen said, she raised her foot and stepped across the threshold. Luo Shuyue was naturally very happy when she heard Feng Ruochen protecting her like this, but when she thought of Luo Yunli who had been poisoned to death, she had no choice but to shout: "My lord, The concubine has passed away, so Yue'er..."

Hearing Luo Shuyue's words behind her, Feng Ruochen's back stiffened for a moment, but she only paused for a second, and then continued to walk towards Qiongyuan.

That piece of trash actually committed suicide...

Will she be willing?
Feng Ruochen expressed disbelief, maybe it was some kind of trick played by that scheming woman again.

Feng Ruochen brought a group of people to Qiong Yuan, saw Luo Yunli lying on the side of the wall, bleeding from the top of her head, and had lost her breath, snorted coldly in disgust: "It's really bad luck, don't carry it out yet."

Unexpectedly, she really had the courage to commit suicide...

Humph, forget it.

Considering she is smart, she saves herself from doing it herself.

"Yes, my lord, this old slave will arrange it right away." The butler immediately responded, and greeted two guards, who hurriedly wrapped Luo Yunli in a layer of straw mats and rushed out of the city.

Originally, according to Luo Yunli's status system, a funeral would be prepared, but because Luo Yunli, the concubine, was not welcomed by the king of Chen, and she was a waste in this world where martial arts were respected, the subordinates of the palace of the king of Chen People are so bold.

(End of this chapter)