The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

"You guys, be gentle! These are all treasures of our master and mistress. If you break them, you can't afford to pay for it."

A man who looked like a butler was being disrespectful to his servants.

Everyone also understood that these words were apparently spoken to the servants, but were actually spoken to the Golden Eagle Guards.

However, how could the Golden Eagle Guards be broken down by a few words that did not mention anyone by name?

Everyone acted as if they didn't hear anything and continued to focus on the things they were responsible for.

This punch hit cotton, and I don’t know who was hurt.

When Song Qingci arrived, the first group of people at the foot of the mountain had already entered the mountain gate.

At first they didn't believe it, but only after they entered the temple did they become convinced that they could really live in Hanyin Temple.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of running. Song Qingci looked in the direction of the sound and saw a child about eleven or twelve years old rushing towards her.

When he got closer, he pointed at her and started to curse, "It was you, a little bitch, who asked us to move, right?! Do you know who I am?! I'm telling you, my aunt is the Empress of the Palace! Even the prefect has to be polite to me when he sees me. Why do you, a little bitch, ask me to move?! I'm telling you! My house is for me to live in! I absolutely won't move! You'd better get out of here, bitch! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Tong Yue, who called himself the "young master", was about to poke Song Qingci's nose with his finger.

Everyone was stunned by his sudden action.

No one reacted.

Song Qingci frowned slightly, raised his hand, grabbed the finger in front of her, and bent it back. There was a crisp snapping sound accompanied by a shrill scream.

"Oh—my son!"

A terrified woman rushed up and hugged Tong Yue.

"My son! How are you? Tell me..." The woman looked anxious and panicked, not knowing what to do for a moment.

I wanted to touch his hand, but I was afraid of hurting him. I wanted to hug him and comfort him, but he struggled fiercely.

Turning back, he stared at Song Qingci fiercely and said, "How dare you, bitch, hurt my son's finger!"

Song Qingci was not one to tolerate her. He slapped the woman in the face and said, "If you can't use your eyes, donate them to someone in need! No wonder your son dares to point fingers at others and scold them. It seems that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked! As a mother, you have not set a good example. You keep calling her a bitch. What's the matter? Does your family have a long history of learning? Do you have a lot of knowledge about this?!"

The woman was extremely angry because her son was beaten and she was beaten too.

"How dare you hit me?! Do you know that there is a queen in our family?"

"Then tell me in detail, which queen came from your family?" Song Qingci also became curious.

She had also met most of the ladies in the palace.

The woman thought Song Qingci was afraid, and immediately said seriously, "The beautiful Tong in the palace is from our family!"

Her surname is Tong, and she is a beauty.

Song Qingci thought about it carefully and seemed to have no impression of this person at all.

Even if there really is one, he would have been marginalized by Li Jianguo long ago.

"Miss Tong? She really holds a high position." Song Qingci sneered, "It's a pity that she can't save you."