Qing'er screamed. "What nonsense are you talking about, you slut, what kind of good thing do you think you are, the princess gave you a marriage, you don't even have a decent wedding ceremony, you haven't even worn my wedding dress, who doesn't know that you were beaten and brought in with a broken ass."

Hua Yan has been in the palace for so many years, and she is an expert in palace fighting, so she was not angry at the moment, but just looked at Du Fengmou: "Does the master want to spoil the concubine and kill his wife?" ”

Spoiling a concubine and killing a wife is a great sin.

Even when it comes to going to the emperor, Du Fengmou doesn't take care of it.

Besides, Huayan has such confidence, the princess hates her, but the princess wants her to fight, and hopes that she will make Du Fengmou's back house restless.

Moreover, she also figured it out, even if she offended Du Fengmou, it was nothing, anyway, Du Fengmou couldn't like her.

As long as she doesn't offend the princess, she can live, and the princess doesn't want her to die, so she just curry favor with the princess and toss hard!

Du Fengmou's face was blue, and his eyes stared at Hua Yan coldly, as if staring at a dead person.

Hua Yan smiled coldly, not afraid of Du Fengmou at all.

Du Fengmou snorted coldly and closed his eyes, so he had to look at Qing'er, with a look of begging in his eyes.

Qing'er's heart softened for a moment, especially at this time, Du Fengmou was still a handsome young man, and his face was still very attractive.

Qing'er swallowed her anger and apologized to Hua Yan.

Hua Yan sneered, and sat down there, "Sister, I'm waiting for you to serve tea!" Sister, I drank your tea before I admitted that you were the concubine of this Du Mansion, if I didn't admit it, guess what happened to you. ”

Qing'er was so angry that her face was deformed, and she toasted tea with trembling fingers.

Hua Yan didn't mean to stop at all, she kept talking, the bowl of tea changed from hot tea to warm tea, Qing'er's legs were numb on her knees, and just when she couldn't help but splash the tea on Hua Yan, Hua Yan knocked over her tea and slapped her face.

Qing'er was stunned, the tea splashed her white powder makeup, and her face was suddenly paste.

Hua Yan covered her mouth and smiled: "Ahhh What the hell is this, it's really going to scare the old man to death. How could the master accept such an ugly monster! It is said that beautiful concubines and beautiful concubines, this concubine is not beautiful at all! ”

Qing'er endured it to the limit, scratched it with one paw, and tore up with Hua Yan.

Hua Yan was not the opponent of Qing'er, who grew up in the mountains, and soon her face was scratched.

At this moment, Luo came softly.

Luo gently touched his flowery face, looked at the scratched face, and then looked at Qing'er, who had good skin despite the makeup.

Without saying a word, she joined the warband.

She also figured it out, she couldn't get out of this courtyard in her life, but she didn't have the courage to die, so she had to live in this courtyard.

There are three women in the yard, two are disfigured, and the rest of the good ones are just pets?

Why!

If you want to rot, rot here.

She rushed up and helped Huayan hold down Qing'er, and scratched Qing'er's face with one paw.

Du Fengmou was completely stunned.

He couldn't understand what was going on with these women?

Why so many plays?

At first, seeing that Qing'er had the upper hand, he could still hold on, but then when he saw the two Qing'er who were bullying him, he hurriedly joined the battle group.

However, the fighting power of women in fighting should not be underestimated, and soon, Du Fengmou also received a few blows on his face.

Except for Qing'er, the three women have a little affection for him, and the other two are just mistakes by mistake, and they can't talk about any emotional unwillingness.

Seeing that Du Fengmou was just pulling the sidelines, he didn't have any good feelings, he didn't care about Du Fengmou's feelings at all, everyone only cared about venting the grievances in their hearts......

This fight lasted for a long time, until the four of them were tired and couldn't fight anymore, so they each collapsed on the ground......

……

"The host, the fight is so miserable, Qing'er's face has been scratched, and the nasal bones have been broken, it seems that even if it grows good in the future, it will be crooked."

"Huayan is no better, a face can't be seen."

"And Du Fengmou, he was also beaten several times, and the three women later thought he was in the way, so they greeted him unceremoniously, and they made him so angry that they simply ignored it and watched them beat."

"The most interesting thing is Luo Qingqing, the wounds on her face have grown almost, but this time when she fights, the wounds are broken, her face is bloody, she is scary, I feel that Du Fengmou is going to have a psychological shadow, originally he seemed to have a little bit of meaning to Luo Qingqing, but now he is doing it like this, it is estimated that it will all be over."

“……”

Mingmei listened to the report of the dough and had no emotions in her heart.

In the past, those people regarded the Thirteen Princesses as enemies, and only thought of working together to bring down the Thirteen Princesses, and all the discord was covered up under a common goal.

Now she stands here, and it is an unattainable existence for those people.

They can't shake her in the slightest, and their malice towards each other is unashamedly revealed, and such things will become more and more intense in the future.

Because now Du Fengmou still has a little savings, he can afford to live in such a yard, he can afford to provide them with three meals a day, and he still has a good face.

What about later?

In the future, Du Fengmou will get more and more miserable, and at that time, it will be the real fight!

Mingmei quickly left the affairs of Du Mansion behind, because she was about to get married.