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

The sound of slapping hands was very loud.

But in a moment, Jinhuan's cheeks began to swell up.

Jinhuan had specifically observed Su Jixue. Whether it was the fact that she arranged Qingtuan first after waking up from her coma, or the preferential treatment she gave to Mingzhu, it was not like what was rumored.

Jinhuan is betting on his own judgment.

She also wanted to let everyone in Prince Zhan's Mansion see that she had tried her best but ended up like this. Jin Huan was trying to win people's sympathy for the weak.

This was the War King's bedroom, and even the sweeping and cleaning were done by the servants, so the maids had no chance to come. If she got this opportunity today, Jin Huan would never let it go.

In a drowsy state, Su Jixue seemed to hear the sound of slaps one after another.

Who is being beaten?

Su Jixue's black eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was the black bed curtains and the dark bed curtains, just like her previous nightmare, which was like a dark swamp that could swallow her up.

Su Jixue took a moment to calm down and realized that this was not the Great Wilderness Mountain where her life depended on a thread every day, but the bedroom of the War King.

The huge bedroom was empty, with only the shouts of Jin Huan outside.

"Miss Su, I was wrong."

Every time Jinhuan shouted, there was a loud slap in the face.

I don’t know who I’m talking to.

Su Jixue frowned slightly, and her stomach suddenly growled. Then she remembered that she hadn't eaten much all day.

The noise outside continued.

very noisy.

Su Jixue got up from the bed and walked out.

"Jinhuan, what are you doing!"

Mo Chuyi's angry voice came from outside. It must be that the noise of the golden ring was too loud and alarmed the War King.

"General Mo, didn't you say that Jinhuan should accept the punishment herself?" Jinhuan's cheeks were already red and swollen, and she looked at Mo Chuyi stubbornly. The autumn wind blew her skirt, making her kneeling upright look even more pitiful. "Jinhuan dare not disobey."

The maids and servants in Prince Zhan's mansion were secretly looking at this side from afar. The movement here had already attracted the attention of the entire mansion.

"Golden Ring!" Mo Chu's face was as gloomy as ice. He was reporting the situation of the Shen family to King Zhan when a secret guard came to report the situation in front of King Zhan's bedroom. He came here to deal with it after apologizing to King Zhan.

Jin Huan glanced behind Mo Chuyi and didn't see the figure of the Zhan Wang. However, the servants of the Zhan Wang Mansion were secretly watching from all around. She raised her chin and said, "Why, General Mo is not still dissatisfied, right?"

Mo Chuyi frowned and subconsciously wanted to touch the knife, but this was not a battlefield and there was no enemy in front of him.

"Ah!"

Su Jixue sneered and stood at the door of King Zhan's bedroom, looking at Jin Huan who was kneeling on the ground with sarcasm. Although she was kneeling, Jin Huan showed off her figure perfectly.

Not only that, Su Jixue only noticed at this moment that every part of Jin Huan's body was carefully crafted, even the dress she wore was different from that of other maids. She probably had modified it herself.

You should know that the clothes of all servants in the mansion are customized, with different colors for each season, and they can wear different accessories according to their rank.

The pearls on the gold earrings and the silver hairpin on the bun seemed to be in line with the rules, but the exquisite workmanship showed that they were made by the Wanbaolou Workshop.

It turns out he is a restless person.

"Miss Su, Jinhuan made a big mistake today and failed to protect her master. Please punish me, Miss Su." When Jinhuan saw Su Jixue coming out, her eyes lit up and she knelt down, which made her waist look even slimmer and her neck longer.

"Oh?" Su Jixue raised her eyebrows, not knowing what had happened: "Protecting the master is not good enough?"

"Yes, I failed to protect Miss Mingzhu, causing her to be slapped at the Shen family. Miss Su, please punish me!" Jinhuan explained the reasons for the punishment clearly so that the servants who were watching the excitement from a distance could hear it clearly.

"Miss Su, Jinhuan slapped herself over a dozen times just now." Yinhuan, who had been watching the situation from the side, rushed over and pleaded for Jinhuan, "Please spare her."

"Yes, Miss Su, if Madam Su wants to slap you, who can do anything about it?"

When a few unfamiliar maids saw Yinhuan come forward, they also came forward to plead for mercy.

Mo Chuyi's expression became increasingly ugly. Unlike Bai Shiwu, he was not someone who could get along with anyone, and he did not know how to fight against the maids in the west courtyard of the palace. But judging from the current situation, they were probably already in a state of chaos.

"So, Mingzhu was beaten when she went to the Shen family?" Su Jixue curled the corners of her lips coldly and rolled up her wide sleeves little by little.

"Yes, Miss Mingzhu was slapped by Madam Su's order." Jinhuan felt that Su Jixue's tone was wrong, so she bent down even lower and replied carefully.

"Is this the reason why General Mo punished you?" The curve of Su Jixue's mouth became even colder.

"Yes."

Jinhuan felt an inexplicable chill on his spine and answered more cautiously.

"Have you ever been beaten in the Shen family?" Su Jixue walked down the high steps of the bedroom and came to the golden ring.

The golden ring was silent.

"Have you ever protected Mingzhu?" Su Jixue asked again.

Jinhuan felt a chill in his heart and shook his head slightly.

"Then what's the use of you!" Su Jixue kicked Jin Huan directly. Jin Huan screamed and fell to the ground, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Greetings, His Royal Highness the War King."

"Live a thousand years, His Royal Highness the War King."

"Greetings to His Majesty the War King."

At this time, the sound of people from Prince Zhan's mansion paying their respects came. Prince Zhan came over with a fire fox cloak draped over his arm, the corners of his white robe fluttering, but his face was as gloomy as water.

Jinhuan turned her face, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, towards Zhan Wang. Her eyes were filled with pity and stubbornness, silently revealing Su Jixue's unreasonableness and rudeness.

The War King frowned slightly, and a thin layer of ice seemed to have formed on his handsome face.

He looked a bit angry at Su Jixue, which gave the maids who were on good terms with Jin Huan an opportunity to speak up boldly: "Your Highness, Prince Zhan, isn't it a bit too much for Miss Su to hit Sister Jin Huan without asking any questions?"

Yinhuan saw it clearly just now. Su Jixue didn't show any mercy when she kicked her.

"Yes, we are from the Zhan Palace, not the Su family. What right does Miss Su have to teach the people from the Zhan Palace a lesson?"

The other maids also followed suit.

Su Jixue stood in front of the bedroom and looked at King Zhan sarcastically. Was he angry because she kicked the golden ring?!

If she guessed correctly, Jinhuan was definitely not innocent in the matter of Mingzhu being beaten.

The coldness on the War King's body became heavier and heavier, and he walked towards Su Jixue step by step with a sullen face.

The maids in Prince Zhan's mansion watched this scene with glee. Even if she was the daughter of the prime minister, who could be so arrogant in front of Prince Zhan?

Who does Su Jixue think she is, daring to touch anyone from Prince Zhan's mansion?

The War King stood in front of Su Jixue, his cold eyes frozen into ice.

"What? You want to lose your temper?!" Su Jixue raised her chin provocatively and looked up at the War King.

The War King lowered his eyes and raised his hand.

Su Jixue saw the fiery-colored cloak swinging in a beautiful arc in front of her eyes and draped over her body.

Her body suddenly felt warm.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

The War King put on a stern face and stretched out his arm around Su Jixue's waist, and he held her horizontally in his arms.