"Bang …" "Pa …"
The sound of porcelain shattering came from the Spirit Spring Palace.
"d.a.m.n you, Bai Lier."
Murong Lingshan cursed angrily as he smashed the precious items in the room.
"s.l.u.t!"
"Fox spirit!"
With every curse, Murong Lingshan would throw something, and very quickly, the entire room was in a mess.
"Enough, stop smas.h.i.+ng."
Seeing that it was almost time, Puyang Bingwei stood up and s.n.a.t.c.hed the vase from Murong Lingshan's hands.
"Then what can I do?" With a sullen face, Murong Lingshan slumped on the round stool. "That vixen has already gone to live in the Snow Mansion, and Xue Qingyan treats her so well. What if …"
Puyang Bingwei's eyes flashed.
If Bai Lier was truly that vixen, then perhaps she really meant it when she was drunk, and wanted to play with the crown prince for no reason.
Just now, she had received a report that the crown prince had sent someone to the Snow Mansion to pa.s.s the order to bring her to the palace.
"Sister Bingwei, I've always treated you as my sister-in-law. You must help me."
Puyang Bingwei regained her senses and gently patted the back of Murong Lingshan's hand, "Don't be anxious, I've already thought of a way for you."
Puyang Bingwei smiled, and whispered into Murong Lingshan's ear.
"This is a good idea, I will send someone to the Bai Mansion."
Looking at Murong Lingshan's back figure, the corner of Puyang Bingwei's mouth hooked up into a cold smile.
Bai Lier, didn't you want to enter the palace? I won't let you into the palace for the rest of your life.
Bai Mansion, wutong garden.
When Bai Ruoyu looked at the slip of paper in her hand, the light in his eyes suddenly turned cold. When she looked up, his eyes were tranquil.
"Tell your master that I will do as she says."
When the person heard this, he immediately bowed and left.
"Miss, it's so late. Where are we going?"
Bai Ruoyu smiled coldly, "Go and fetch the young miss."
The Marquis of An Ping, the Madame, was currently waiting for the Marquis of An Ping, Xue Yuanlang, to undress and go to bed.
Madam Rong's hands froze as she frowned slightly.
It was so late, why was the Bai Family looking for her?
"Tell her to wait for me in the side hall."
The footsteps of the peach trees outside gradually faded away.
"No worries, I'll wait for you."
Madam Rong pouted and glared at Xue Yuanlang. She put on the robe in her hand and left the room.