Chapter 065 – The Strong and Competitive Rooster (1 / 2)

Nay, Yunxiang stood firm and blocked the front, Zhang Yirong pushed and shoved several times, but Yunxiang could not move.

Her heart was fierce and she pulled out a silver hairpin from between her hair and stabbed it directly at Yun Xiang’s chest.

Yunxiang, however, did not change her face, but her body flashed to the side, Zhang Yirong, because of the excessive force, her body fell forward, her hands supported the ground, the silver hairpin was too tightly clenched, so it turned inward, and when she fell to the ground, it was inserted into the palm of her own hand.

Pain she wailed, frowned, did not care to struggle up, but raised his hand to look at his own pierced into the tender flesh of the palm of the silver hairpin, the palm of a blood red, where she has seen blood, not to mention or their own hands overflowed, suddenly scared pale, so so lying on his back with his eyes rolled over, fainted.

Mu Zixi froze in place in fear and didn’t dare to go forward, her body trembled and she fell backward as her feet went weak.

Cailian rushed to support it and tensed with it.

Mu Zi Ruoxi stared at the Zhang Yirong who fainted in fear, pondering whether to go forward, if this matter is known to the old lady, how should she excuse herself in case the old lady learns that she instigated Zhang Yirong to come to seek trouble with Mu Zi Yan, will she abandon her After all, Zhang Yirong is the first daughter of the Zhang Marquis, who will enter the palace to be a matron of honor in the future, and Mu Zi Yan’s age, and so on in a few years after maturity, even if she can’t enter the palace, it is also an alternative to the imperial consort. After a few years of maturity, even if you can’t enter the palace, it’s also an alternative to the imperial consort, so the old madam treats her with even more kindness.

Mu Zixi thought about the encounter of the second house in the past few days, as well as her situation today, and at this time and caused this kind of thing, but also do not care about whether Zhang Yirong fainted, how the situation, worried about their own accidents, a pain in the heart, but also with the anxious fainted.

Cailian shivered in fear and hurriedly held onto Mu Zixi, somewhat at a loss for words.

Mu Zi Yan looked at the situation in front of her, the corner of her mouth hooked up a sneer, and did not pay attention to Zhang Yirong, who was lying on the ground and fainted from pain, nor did she look at Mu Zi Ruoxi, who fainted at the doorway, but she slowly stepped into the inner room with her head held high, stretching her arms a little bit, and laying down on the soft couch sideways with her eyes closed and took a small nap.

Seeing Mu Zi Yan like this, Yun Xiang probably knew what she meant, turned around and coldly glanced at Huan’er, who was kneeling in the courtyard, and passed a wink at Bi Yun.

Bi Yun nodded slightly, glanced down at the ring child who didn’t know how to die, and then looked at the two grannies behind her who were hamstringing the ring child, “Pull it down, make it clean, don’t disturb the eldest young lady’s rest.”

“Yes.” The two grannies answered, and one granny took off her shoes and stuffed one of her own smelly socks into the mouth of Huan’er, who was about to scream, before dragging Huan’er out of Smokefall Courtyard with the other granny.

Cailian couldn’t take care of herself, now only holding the fainted Mu Zixi kneeling outside the door, seeing Bi Yun walk over, looking down at her, “Second Miss is weak, she should get well.”

Cailian listened to Bi Yun’s words and responded tremblingly, exerting all her strength before she carried Mu Zixi on her back, wobbling out of the courtyard.

Now only left lying in the hall Zhang Yirong, palm still inserted silver hairpin, blood will be under the palm of the white embroidered orchid velvet blanket rendered a mass of red, she frowned, her face is still hanging two lines of teardrops, at the moment where there is just now come in the stock of arrogance, bossy look, now being thrown in the place, no one to ask for, really really pathetic.

I do not know how long, Zhang Yirong frowned, only feel the pain in the palm of the heart, can not help but “hiss” a sound, slowly open the eyes, there is a moment of daze, to be back to God, only then realized that he is still lying on his back in the hall, the blood in the palm has solidified, just that the silver hairpin did not pull out, and now look at it is still piercing and scary.

The corners of her mouth shivered, but she didn’t dare pull it out herself, so she could only pull out her voice and yell, “Someone ring”

Yunxiang came forward and rushed towards Zhang Yirong and slightly bowed, “Miss Cousin, but you are calling Huan’er”