You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

As soon as Ruyiyuan entered the door, a little girl hurried over and said breathlessly.

"Hurry, they're coming."

"Madam, you have many instructions, don't make any mistakes."

"Where is that master? Will he follow your command then?"

"Don't worry, the poor nun has made arrangements."

"I have seen this second young lady from a distance. There is indeed something wrong with her. She will definitely show her true colors in a while."

"Here, the poor nun has cast a spell. It will be fine if it is poured on ordinary people. But if it is used on someone with evil intentions, that person will definitely be worse than dead."

Seeing the nun's vows, all the girls felt reassured.

The nun waved her hand, and the girls quickly got ready and hid aside.

At this time, there was a series of footsteps outside the door.

The nun looked solemn. When she saw everyone coming, she said hello and took a step back.

Seeing that the visitor had arrived at the destination, the nun raised her hand holding the rosary, and a strong fishy smell hit her.

Sheng Yuhua's expression paused, and before she could react, Xiaoman pulled her and took a quick step back.

When the two of them stepped back, Xiaoman accidentally bumped into Yang Wanrou.

Yang Wanrou became unstable and fell to the ground with a thud.

"what……"

At this time, a scream came.

Sheng Yuhua turned her head and saw...

Yang Wanrou was lying on the ground in a miserable state, and she was covered with something unknown.

There is a strong fishy smell at the end of the nose.

What animal's blood is this?

At this time, Yang Wanrou's body was covered with rain.

The nun who had just been greeted had already taken a few steps back.

When she saw the current situation, her eyes widened in shock.

Looking at Yang Wanrou's position, what else doesn't Sheng Yuhua understand at this time?

She took a step forward and squatted down next to Yang Wanrou. She didn't know when there was a hairpin in her hand. She picked up the blood on something and put it to her nose to smell it. She smiled brightly:

"Aunt Rou, you are really..."

"Black dog blood, I wonder what Aunt Rou wants to do by splashing me with black dog blood?"

Nun, black dog blood.

Does this Yang Wanrou think she is some kind of monster?

However, she frowned, smelled the black dog blood on the hairpin carefully, and her eyes suddenly turned cold:

"Autumn Frost!"

Qiu Shuang also came back with Sheng Yuhua, but seeing the current situation, she was already stunned!

How could she have imagined that just for a visit to Sheng's house, something like this would be waiting for her?

She came to her senses only when Sheng Yuhua called her name.

"Miss."

"Go and report to the officer."

"Ah, Hua'er, Hua'er, don't report to the official."

Yang Wanrou's injuries were not healed to begin with, but after the fall just now, they became even more painful.

When she thought about it, she struggled a few times but couldn't get up.

It was Mrs. Qiu who reacted faster and hurriedly came over to help, but with a little force, Yang Wanrou screamed in pain again.

Finally she stopped getting up at all.

"Hua'er, I don't know which bastard didn't put it down properly. Aunt Rou will punish her severely in a while. She didn't mean it. Why don't you report it to the official?"

Yang Wanrou glanced at Mrs. Qiu as she spoke. Mrs. Qiu's face turned cold. She looked at the girls not far away and said coldly:

"Who put this here?"

"Madam, servant..."

Sure enough, the little girl came over and recognized her.

"I left it here before I could take it away. Madam, please forgive me."

The little girl knelt down with a plop and kowtowed so loudly that Sheng Yuhua felt pain for her.

"What kind of blood is this?"

Sheng Yuhua looked at the little girl kowtowing with interest.

"Slave, I don't know. It's from the kitchen. It should be chicken blood, right?"

"Chicken blood?"

Sheng Yuhua's eyebrows turned cold: "How many chickens must be killed in the house to have so much chicken blood?"

Yang Wanrou gritted her teeth secretly. She held her painful waist and said angrily:

"You're so brave and a bitch, you actually put this thing here. Fortunately, the chicken blood didn't fall on Hua'er. Otherwise, how many lives do you have that King Han can kill?"

After she finished speaking, she did not forget to look at Sheng Yuhua and said with an apologetic smile: "Hua'er, you heard it too. This is chicken blood, not black dog blood. Animal blood should be the same. You must have smelled it wrong just now."

Is this to discredit King Han?

And they were forced to say it was chicken blood?

"Aunt Rou is wrong. My prince won't beat someone for such a trivial matter?"

"But when I look at the little girl, I know I'm wrong. If Aunt Rou doesn't care, just let her go down, right?"

Yang Wanrou didn't expect Sheng Yuhua to be so easy to talk to. But she didn't originally want to punish this girl.

"Get out of here! By the way, don't forget to thank Princess Han for not killing her."