The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

Tears welled up in Molan's eyes. She didn't want to make the young lady angry. She had said those things for the young lady's own good. The mistress and the master had already said so. What if the young lady continued to be stubborn and angered the mistress and the master?

Molan knew that it was not easy for her to survive, but the young lady was precious to Molan, and her life was not as important as the young lady's reputation.

But the result made the lady so angry.

Molan was sad and moved.

Ji Xue's cold eyes swept over everyone in Qinglan Courtyard, from Su Jian and Shen to the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even Molan, the victim herself, was advising Ji Xue not to pursue the matter further.

Calculate gains and losses based on advantages and disadvantages, and use gains and losses to determine your progress and retreat. This is the principle of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is also the principle of this world.

But it’s not Ji Xue’s.

Ji Xue was born in the wilderness and had to compete with wild beasts for food since she was a child. She only knew that nothing was more important than life.

She would kill anyone who wanted her life, and the same went for the people she wanted to protect.

I will never tolerate evil, and I will never be a saint.

Ji Xue's eyes swept around and finally landed on Molan: "Molan, I saved you because your life is very precious in the eyes of your young lady."

"But you have to take yourself seriously too!"

"Otherwise, if you ever say anything disrespectful to me again, get the hell out of here!"

"No more! Molan will never say it again!" Molan's tears fell and she quickly made a promise. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop crying. No one had ever told Molan that she should take herself seriously.

The left side of my chest felt swollen, as if it was filled with something.

Everyone in Qinglan Courtyard heard the conversation between Ji Xue and Mo Lan, the master and servant, clearly. Among the group of people who left with Su Mingyue, someone turned around and looked over here, as if his heart was touched by these words.

But he instantly looked away, as if the glance back just now was just an illusion.

Shen was so angry that she almost collapsed. Who were these master and servant putting on this show for? "Jixue, are you going against your father's wishes?"

Su Jian asked Ji Xue not to pursue the matter, but Ji Xue still refused to give in.

Shen is openly trying to sow discord between Su Jixue and Su Jian, father and daughter.

At this time, Nanny Zhang's face was swollen from being beaten, and her eyes seemed to be squeezed in the swollen flesh. She glared at Ji Xue viciously, waiting for her to be hated by the master.

"Father, do you still mean what you said about upholding justice for Ji Xue?" Ji Xue turned to look at Su Jian, her watery peach blossom eyes turned upturned at the corners, revealing a sense of unruliness in her beauty.

In a trance, Su Jian seemed to see an old friend. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes flickered for a moment before regaining clarity: "Of course it counts!"

"Come here, Aunt Zhang instigated and attacked again, she should be beaten to death!"

"Bai Tao and Aunt Zhang sang the same tune and received sixty strokes of the cane."

"Qinglan and Qiuju obeyed orders to suppress Molan and were given thirty strokes of the cane."

Su Jian had made clear arrangements for the four people, and it was obvious that he knew exactly what these four people had done in killing Molan.

"Is Jixue satisfied with your punishment?" Su Jian stared at his daughter. He hadn't noticed before, but now that he looked closely, although Su Jixue's facial features were different from the one he remembered, after the princess's mansion fell into the water, Su Jixue suddenly took on a cold and enchanting aura.

Killing and fierce, sweet and seductive.

No wonder he was able to defeat the War King.

"Father is wise and brave." Ji Xue smiled at Su Jian, her smile as beautiful as a flower, obviously satisfied.

Little bitch!

Shen was dazzled by her smile and wanted to say that the punishment was too severe, but when she saw Su Jian's smug look after hearing Ji Xue's words, she swallowed her words.

But she didn't say anything. Aunt Zhang, who was about to be beaten to death, couldn't help but cry out to the sky in order to save her life: "Prime Minister, please spare my life. Molan only endured less than thirty strokes of the cane! She couldn't hold on, but now she is alive and well! Please also beat me with thirty strokes of the cane. I have old people above me and young children to take care of..."

"Why are you crying!" Seeing Su Jian's unhappy expression, Butler Liu kicked him in the heart and had someone cover Nanny Zhang's mouth to prevent the execution.

The other three maids who were named as accomplices were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, their legs trembling.

"Jixue, Nanny Zhang is also an elder in the mansion, and she has served the second young lady wholeheartedly. But she attacked your maid in a moment of confusion. Molan didn't die, but you had the heart to watch her being beaten to death like this?" Shen finally spoke. She knew that if Su Jian made up his mind, Nanny Zhang could not be saved.

But Shen didn't want Su Jixue to be so proud, and she had to prove that Su Jixue was narrow-minded and cruel.

"Father, what mother said seems to make some sense." Ji Xue's eyes turned and looked at Su Jian, curling her lips and smiling: "Then don't beat Aunt Zhang to death, okay?"

"You have the final say." Su Jian was particularly tolerant of Ji Xue for the sake of King Zhan.

Ji Xue said as she looked at Shen again, her smile bright but cruel: "Then listen to mother. Beat the four of them the way Molan behaves."

Shen froze. What did she mean by "listen to your mother"? She didn't say that.

Su Jian glanced at Shen and ordered Liu, the housekeeper: "Do as the eldest lady says!"

Only then did Butler Liu confirm that the eldest daughter was about to gain power in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Prime Minister now obeyed her every word.

With Su Jian's support, Ji Xue was not polite at all. She looked directly at the maids and servants who had followed her and ordered Liu, the housekeeper: "Let them do it."

The servants who originally belonged to Su Jixue's courtyard looked at each other in confusion.

The relationships between the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion were complex and complicated. Even Aunt Zhang, who came with the Second Young Miss, actually had sons and nephews working in the mansion. Bai Tao, Qing Lan, and Qiu Ju were all family-born children.

Grandma Baitao is the nanny who serves the old lady and is highly respected; Brother Qinglan is the eldest young master's attendant and is highly respected; even Qiuju's parents are in charge.

If we let them do it, we will definitely offend people.

"The eldest lady asked you to go, didn't you hear me?" Butler Liu scolded with a stern face when no one moved. But in his heart, he was gloating. Even if the master valued him, so what? He couldn't even control his own servants.

Still no one moved.

Between offending the eldest lady and offending those four people, the servants in Su Jixue's courtyard chose to offend the eldest lady.

Qinglan Courtyard suddenly became quiet.

All eyes fell on Ji Xue, wanting to see how she would react.

At this time, inside Prince Zhan’s mansion and in front of Prince Zhan, there was also silence.

On the table next to the King of War, there was a petition with shocking red handwriting. The entire petition was written in blood.

The air is stagnant.

"Master, what happened to our Dongchu?" Bai Shiwu finally couldn't help but speak, and the grief and anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

What they knew about the Battle of Gu'an was enough to make them indignant.

But now, no one expected that the three-day snow would come from Prime Minister Su’s residence, and Prime Minister Su is the grandson-in-law of the Left Prime Minister, so even the Left Prime Minister might not be able to escape the responsibility.

Military generals and civil officials, how many people want to destroy Dong Chu, destroy the soldiers guarding the border, and destroy the backbone of Dong Chu - the war king who has never been defeated!

It is said that a building that is about to collapse cannot be supported by a single piece of wood.

But the battle of Gu'an was like this. What will happen to Dongchu if Nanqing makes a comeback?