"What's your last name?"

Now that's good, Young Master Wang has walked into the trap himself and he can't blame anyone else. The black-clad leader wants to catch him, and his portrait is in the hands of the black-clad man next to him.

Wen Meijiu sighed softly, unable to do anything to help. He could only hope that the black-clad leader was blind and would not expose his true identity.

"Master, please be kind. He is just an ignorant child. I usually spoil him. Please don't take it to heart."

Old Li jumped down from the carriage in a hurry, holding up the corner of his clothes and walking quickly towards this side.

He came before the leader in black and bowed to apologize.

"My nephew Li Baoguo lost both his parents when he was young, and he has been raised by me, his uncle. He has been neglected in his upbringing, and he is indeed unruly in his emotions and speaks inappropriately. I beg you to show some mercy for my sake and not to bother with him."

Having said this, Old Li did not stop, looking at Master Wang with a reproachful look, and reached out to pull him behind him.

"I said he had no sense of propriety, righteousness, or integrity, and that he had a little money, so he wanted to seduce my wife.

If you really want him well, let him stick to his duties and stop hanging around."

Art really gave him the opportunity, and he took advantage of the chaos to make up a lot of stories and throw all the dirty water on Prince Wang, leaving him no chance to fight back.

Art felt relieved, but Prince Wang's face turned pale, and veins bulged on his hand holding the hilt of the sword as he stood there.

"Your nephew looks familiar to me..."

The leader in black was not so easy to fool. He was not sure whether Prince Wang had any inner connection with the group they were looking for, so he thought of lying to them, so as to expose their flaws if so.

Before the black-clad leader could finish his words, Art took action first, pulling Prince Wang by the collar and pushing him back, cursing:

"How dare you look at my wife? Try looking at her again.

Don't think that I dare not expose the dirty things you have done in front of your wife.

Last month, I saw with my own eyes you tying someone else's concubine's bellyband to your belt and walking around in Tianxiang Tower!

Last month, you and Doctor Qiao’s mistress were rubbing shoulders with each other in a wooden pavilion outside the city...”

Young Master Wang was indignant after suffering this loss. His collar was pulled askew at his collarbone. He had already figured out Art's tactics. He wanted to retort, but he couldn't utter the same dirty words as Art. His eyes could only turn red.

"Let go of my husband, you rascal. Even if he is wrong in every way, I haven't said a word yet. It's not your turn to teach him a lesson."

Still unable to bear watching in the car behind, he saw Art taking advantage of the situation and wanted to get angry, but then he changed his mind and felt that this matter was in his favor.

So she jumped out of the car and joined in this empty emotional melee.

"Who are you calling a scoundrel? You little bitch, are you tired of living?"

As for these things, Art was very ruthless and showed no mercy. He pushed away Yi Ran who was pulling him and started to curse at her, saying everything that was in his heart.

“Who is the bitch? Your wife is the bitch.

You don't know what tricks she used to seduce my husband when no one was around.

During the last ancestral worship activity, she took advantage of no one's attention and deliberately threw a handkerchief into my husband's arms. Is this something a decent woman would do?"

Although she still looked weak and fragile, she was actually quite good at this matter, shocking everyone present. When she scolded people, she was no less skilled than Art.

Even the prince standing next to him opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and it took him a long time to close it.

He was still trying to support Master Wang, and seeing him stunned with admiration, he felt secretly delighted. He started to quarrel even more eccentrically and cunningly, saying all kinds of nasty things, and while fighting back, he also vented his anger towards Wen Meijiu.

“What I have told you is just the lightest part, there are many more things you don’t know.

I grew up with her since childhood. She secretly embroidered a lotus on the chest of other men and a mandarin duck playing in the water on their pants. It was a common thing. Only you, such a fool, treat her like a treasure. "

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

The girl was so thin-skinned. Reputation was so important. No matter what time it was, she could not allow others to look down on her like she did now. Wen Meijiu was not his prince. Before Yi Ning could finish her words, he reached out his hand and slapped her in the face.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your stinky mouth apart!"

She still didn't expect Wen Meijiu to take action. It was true that she hated Wen Meijiu, and it was also true that she disliked and wanted to ruin Wen Meijiu, but wasn't she just acting to cover up her tracks?

Why can Art spread rumors about Mr. Li at will, but she can't spread rumors about Wen Meijiu?

Still knowing that she was no match for Wen Meijiu, she turned to Prince Wang beside her for help, her eyes filled with tears and looking pitiful.

Prince Wang hated such scenes, and hated it even more when others made fun of his and Wen Meijiu's reputation. Of course, he disagreed with Yi Ran's approach and naturally would not help her. He just turned his face away.

"Sure enough, you still have her in your heart, right?

Even if she has secret affairs with many men, will you still remain true to your original intention? "

She still knew that she was acting. Among this group of people she didn't know, she was a lonely outsider, and her best support was Mr. Li in front of her.

Obviously, Master Li's heart was not entirely with her, and this was what made her most sad. She was fighting for him, so how could he just stand by and watch and do nothing?

Disappointment and jealousy can no longer fully explain her inner world. Only warm wine and malicious slander can quench her anger at this moment.

She just wanted to make Wen Meijiu sound like anyone could have sex with him. Even if it was false, she wanted to trample Wen Meijiu under her feet right now.

Wen Meijiu is not a fool. She still maliciously slanders her by playing games. She doesn't want to swallow this loss. Everyone does this just to disrupt the thinking and judgment of the leader in black and avoid this investigation.

So, she played along with the enemy. Since Yi Ran was good at talking and loved to take advantage of others, she would let her take advantage of her with words. But she wanted to take actual advantage, so she would smash Yi Ran's mouth and see who would be hurt in the end.

"You bitch, it's obvious that you were secretly colluding with so many people, but you actually put the blame on me and ignored my words, right?"

They acted right away, as the opportunity was fleeting. Wen Meijiu didn't hesitate and rolled up her sleeves to beat the guy. However, Art knew her best, and before she could make a move, he had already taken action.

Yiran's face was hit again. Art pretended that he would not give up and vowed to seek justice for Wen Meijiu. Yiran was so scared that he shuttled between Prince Wang and the leader in black, shouting "Help".

As time passed, the situation got out of control, and several young men became jealous of each other and started fighting, which made the black-clad leader despise and hate them.

Suddenly, he drew out the sharp sword from his back and swung it into the air. The sword light was heading towards Yiran's neck.

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