Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Yun Yuyao had been watching Mu Xue's every move intently, until this moment, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Mu Xue.

Mu Xue's hands were always tightly covering her head, and a hint of pain was faintly revealed in her movements.

Yun Yuyao's eyes were instantly filled with concern, she frowned slightly and said softly, "What's the matter?

Xueer, what's wrong with your head?

You've been covering your head since I came in." Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, full of endless concern.

"Just now...just now my hair was pulled...it hurts so much." Mu Xue bit her lower lip slightly, tears flashing in her eyes, and her voice contained a hint of grievance and pain.

Her body was trembling slightly, obviously still immersed in the shock and pain just now.

After hearing this, Yun Yuyao's face suddenly turned cold.

Her eyes instantly became as cold as a cold pond, and her whole body seemed to emanate a chill.

She said in a cold tone, "Who is it?" Although her tone was still gentle on the surface, the chill hidden deep inside made people shiver involuntarily.

However, this deterrent effect only applies to outsiders. In front of Mu Xue, she is always that gentle and considerate sister.

Mu Xue slowly raised her hand and pointed at Princess Ning who was still lying on the ground. Her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Her eyes were filled with fear and anger, as if she would fall into pain again if she mentioned this matter again.

Yun Yuyao looked in the direction of Muxue's finger and her eyes fell on Princess Ning.

She looked at Princess Ning quietly for a moment, without saying anything nonsense, but walked slowly to the side of Princess Ning with steady steps.

Then she squatted down gracefully, her posture as light as a dancing butterfly.

At this moment, a silver light flashed from her fingertips, and a talisman appeared quietly.

A hint of determination flashed in Yun Yuyao's eyes, and she just blew lightly at the talisman seemingly casually.

In an instant, the talisman burned like ignited gunpowder, and the raging flames danced on her fingertips.

Without hesitation, she threw the talisman directly onto Princess Ning's hair.

The moment her hair touched the flames, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. With a bang, it burst into flames. The fire was so fierce that in less than a breath, Princess Ning's originally beautiful hair was completely burned.

Princess Ning, who originally had some beauty and purple hair, suddenly became bald.

Her scalp looked particularly glaring in the sunlight. If someone who didn't know the whole story saw her, they would probably mistake her for a nun.

"Ah! You bitch! I'm going to kill you! Kill you all!!!" Princess Ning let out a shrill scream, the sound of which seemed to pierce the sky.

With her hand, which she could only raise slightly, she kept stroking her bald head, which had become as smooth as a "mirror".

Her eyes were filled with despair and anger, and she was almost on the verge of collapse.

She really didn't expect that these seemingly weak women in front of her would be so bold and presumptuous as to do such a thing to her.

In fact, Yun Yuyao only used the most common fire talisman. Considering what Princess Ning had done, this was already a very light punishment.

If Yun Yuyao really wanted to take revenge completely, she could use the corrosion talisman made from the blood of the red acid frog that she had obtained with great difficulty in Fengshuang City.

The power of that talisman is extremely terrifying. Once used, it can directly disfigure the "bitch" in front of you, and even turn her into a pile of bones in a moment!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door.

There seemed to be quite a few people coming this time. Judging from the density of their footsteps, there seemed to be about 10 to 20 people.

"Get out of my way!" A domineering man's voice came from the door.

The voice was filled with unparalleled arrogance, as if he was the master of this world.

When the group of women blocking the door heard this voice, expressions of horror instantly appeared on their faces.

They did not dare to delay at all. Like frightened rabbits, they quickly made way for him and respectfully let the man in.

Their faces no longer had the look of terror as if the end of the world was coming, but instead had an expression of being reborn and as if they had been saved.

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, as if after wandering in the darkness for a long time, he finally saw the dawn.

"Let me see who is so blind as to dare to touch me..." A man's voice came slowly from outside the door, his tone full of arrogance and pride, as if he had already stood at the top of the world and no one dared to defy his will.

As the sound gradually approached, the man slowly walked into the house. His strides were big, and each step carried an air of superiority.

When Ziyuan heard the voice, she slowly raised her head. Her eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old pond, icy and piercing, and she looked at the person who came without a trace of warmth.

That look seemed to be able to see through the other person's soul, making people feel cold.

"I...my sister Ziyuan!" The man's originally arrogant expression froze in an instant, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth were as if held back by an invisible big hand.

His eyes rolled around, and he quickly changed his words, with an undisguised tremor in his voice.

"Damn it! The messenger told me that he wasn't the master of Qionghua Palace, so I dared to bring people here with such fanfare!

But I never expected that it was this 'witch' who was causing trouble here! It's over! I'm going to get beaten again!!!" The man's heart was like a turmoil at this moment, and all kinds of terrifying thoughts flashed through his mind.

The painful scene of being grabbed and spanked by the woman in front of him was replaying in his mind like a movie. Every scene made him shudder, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Husband...save me..." Princess Ning, lying on the ground, used her remaining strength to crawl to the man's feet with difficulty.

Her eyes were filled with tears, she was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and her voice was filled with extreme grievance and helplessness as she called for help to the man.

"Where did this nun come from? Get out of here!" The man's face showed undisguised disgust. He kicked Princess Ning at his feet as hard as if he were kicking away a disgusting object.

The kick was so powerful that Princess Ning rolled several times on the ground and groaned in pain.

However, the man didn't care at all. The next second, he immediately put on a flattering smile and ran to Ziyuan like a pug. The speed at which he changed his expression was astonishing.

"Hey, Sister Ziyuan, are you tired?

How about you get up and sit there for a while?" His voice was full of flattery, and his face was full of smiles, as if he and Ziyuan had an extremely deep friendship.

Ziyuan glanced at him coldly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

She didn't say a word, but stood up silently, walked to the stool with elegant and steady steps, and slowly sat down.

Every movement she made revealed an innate nobility and arrogance that made people dare not look directly at her.

Then she gently waved to the man. The action seemed casual, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Seeing this, the man acted as if he had received an imperial edict, and immediately ran to Ziyuan like a puppy.

He was secretly delighted in his heart, thinking that the anger of this "witch" had subsided by more than half, and he should be able to escape this time.

However, he never expected that Ziyuan's movements were as fast as lightning.

Just as he was still immersed in his fantasy, Ziyuan suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed his collar.

Before the man could react, he felt his body being controlled by a huge force and he lost his balance.

Immediately afterwards, Ziyuan pressed his upper body hard against her legs, exposing his buttocks completely.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!..." The loud sounds of slapping echoed in the house, each one crisp and powerful.

The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of everyone present.

Suddenly, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was stunned by the scene and dared not breathe.

Because they really couldn't believe their eyes, who was she hitting?

That was the Third Prince of Huayan, the Ning Wang of Huayan! In this country, he held supreme status and power, normally the object of everyone's awe and admiration. But now, like a child who had made a mistake, he was being pinned down and spanked. The scene was truly unbelievable.