The vicious character collapses in front of the villain husband

Mu Zhen knelt beside the bed. The wind blew up the bed curtains, gently covering his body covered with bruises and scars.

Lan Ming held a bowl of lotus seed porridge in his hand. He slowly walked over, squatted down, and whispered to Mu Zhen: "Princess, I heard that you haven't eaten or drunk anything for three days. Anyway, you should eat something first."

Mu Zhen's eyes moved slowly, his gaze fell on Lan Ming, and gradually became resentful. He raised his hand and overturned the lotus seed porridge.

"How dare you come here and let me see you? Bitch! Bitch!" Mu Zhen said, and he didn't know how he burst out with strength, he stood up and kicked Lan Ming who was kneeling.

"Your Highness? You still call me princess? What does that mean? Are you insulting me? The python clan is dead! Dead! Bitch!"

"That night I asked you to hand the letter I wrote to my brother. Who did you hand it to? Huh? Lan Ming, Lan Ming, I should have let you die that night!"

"This porridge will be your last meal before you die!"

Mu Zhen grabbed Lan Ming's neck and pressed her face into the porridge on the ground.

Lan Ming struggled, but found that the wreath around his neck was tightening and he gradually couldn't breathe.

Mu Zhen let go of his hand and stared at Lan Ming's increasingly purple cheeks. "You come to bring me porridge, are you so kind? You are afraid that I will starve to death, so you will follow me, right? Don't worry, haha, don't worry now, you will die soon!"

An aunt from Mu Nanke's palace came over, waving a palm-leaf fan in her hand, "Hey! Miss Lan Ming, your good day is coming, huh?"

At a glance, he saw Lan Ming lying on the ground, but because Lan Ming was wearing a high-necked dress today, he could not see the thin wreath that was almost digging into his skin.

"Oh, oh, what happened? You were fine just now, did you choke?"

Seeing the person coming, Mu Zhen slowed down the tightening of the wreath and asked, "What do you mean the good day has come?"

The aunt patted Lan Ming on the back and said, "Oh, it's our Seventh Princess. She came here specifically to ask for the maid who used to serve her. How am I going to explain this to her?"

Lan Ming suddenly felt the wreath around his neck loosen, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but his throat was suddenly choked and he started coughing violently.

"Ouch, ouch, just cough it out!"

Mu Zhen looked at the nun, with hatred in his eyes, "Since there is such a good thing? I will change Lan Ming into clean clothes. Auntie, please wait outside the door and ask your Seventh Princess to wait for a while."

Auntie nodded, "Well, that's fine. I'll go report first. Miss Lan Ming, have a drink of water!"

After everyone left, Mu Zhen casually took out a piece of clothing, squatted down, grabbed Lan Ming's wrist, and stuffed the clothes into her hand.

"Lan Ming, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Thanks to that bitch, you don't have to die today."

Mu Zhen squeezed Lan Ming's hand hard, "The python clan is gone. As a princess, I have to give myself to a straw bag, but what about her? She is living a good life, hahahaha, the seventh princess?"

"Lan Ming! Let her die! I don't care what method you use, poison, medicine, or stabbing her to death with a knife, no matter what method you use, as long as you kill her, I promise to take off the wreath from your neck."

Lan Ming slowly raised his head, with tears still flowing from his eyes as he was out of breath. His voice was hoarse, and he said with difficulty: "Lan Ming, I obey your command."

Mu Xiaoxi waited outside the hall for a while, then gathered the three sisters and looked around.

"Well, it's OK. Everything is intact."

Cheng Ming immediately knelt down, tears welling up in his eyes and his nose turned red, "My Lady..."

Jiang Ming and Lan Ming also knelt down. Jiang Ming nudged Cheng Ming with his elbow and said, "You should call me Princess. The three of us would like to thank you very much!"

Mu Xiaoxi waved her hand and said, "In the past, I saw that you were very dedicated in serving the young prince, and you are also down-to-earth people."

When Cheng Ming heard Mu Xiaoxi mention the little prince, he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

Mu Xiaoxi added: "But I don't need so many people to serve in my palace. If Cheng Ming comes to my palace, Jiang Ming and Lan Ming can choose. Compared with the eldest brother, it is much better to be in the palace of the second, third or fourth brother."

Jiang Ming and Lan Ming looked at each other, and Lan Ming spoke first: "I have seen the Second Prince from afar several times, and I want to go to the Second Prince's palace."

Jiang Ming said, "I don't know which prince I should go to. It's all up to the princess to arrange."

"In comparison, it would be much more interesting for you sisters to accompany each other. Jiang Ming, please go to my second brother's place. I just happen to need to go there. Come with me."

The three of them answered yes and followed Mu Xiaoxi.

On the other side, in the palace of the lonely king, Mu Nanke saw a beautiful lady with lingering charm feeding fruit to her father.

"Boss, tell me, what trouble have you caused again?"

"Dad, what kind of trouble can I cause? You know, I just have these hobbies like you."

Without saying a word, the lonely king grabbed an empty wine glass and smashed it at Mu Nanke who was standing below.

"Asshole, how dare you talk to me like that? I told you to stop sitting around doing nothing, learn from Old No. 2 and see what he does every day. If you can be half as good as him, I'll be satisfied."

Mu Nanke was already angry, and he became even angrier after hearing what his father said.

"Second brother? Second brother is good, second brother is really good, tsk!"

The solitary king patted Qi Yan in his arms, signaling her that she didn't need to feed him fruit for the time being.

"What? You don't like what your father said to you now, right? Look at what the second brother does every day, he is always helping his father to share his worries, what about you? Those female relatives of the python clan in your palace, keep them under control!"

"Dad, what kind of trouble can those weak women cause? Even if one or two of them escape and tell others that it was our fox tribe that killed the python tribe, it would only spread the news in a small area. Dad, I think it is harder to guard against thieves within the family."

"What kind of thief is this, you little brat?"

Mu Nanke glanced at Qi Yan, suggesting to his father to clear out the irrelevant people first.

The solitary prince did not think that his eldest son could reveal any shocking secrets. "Speak, this is your Aunt Qi, not an outsider."

Qi Yan bowed slightly and politely, just as a greeting.

"Okay, Father, I have to apologize to you first..."

Mu Nanke organized his words.

"When we were clearing out the python tribe two days ago, I came forward and said that I saw the python tribe demon king being killed on the spot. Actually, it was too dark at the time and I was still far away, so I didn't see it clearly. When I came back and heard what my third brother and the others said, I didn't think much about it and just assumed it was natural."

Seeing that the king’s expression had not changed, Mu Nanke continued speaking.

"But who would have known, second brother? He clearly didn't refute it, but in the end, when I went to his palace just now, I actually saw the python clan demon king! He locked him up in the water prison!"

Qi Yan twisted the handkerchief in her hand in surprise.

The lonely king narrowed his eyes and said, "You said, did you see the python demon king?"

"Yeah, so, I don't know what my second brother is thinking. Speaking of the remnants of the fox clan, the remnants he hid can't compare to the women in my harem, right, father?"

The solitary king placed his big hand on the stone wall, sat up, and said dignifiedly, "Have you seen the python demon king before?"

Seeing that the lonely king seemed very angry, Mu Nanke shook his head guiltily, "I haven't seen it, but, but my youngest sister also said that it was the Demon King, there must be no doubt about it."

The lonely king suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Yan, "My lady must have seen it."

Qi Yan nodded, but held the lonely king's hand again, "Don't be angry, it will hurt your body. I think Mu Jing is very filial and doesn't seem like a bad kid."

Mu Nanke didn't expect that among his father's bedmates, there was also someone who was whispering in Mu Jing's ear. He glanced at Qi Yan and said, "Father, where did this concubine Qi come from? Why haven't I seen her before?"

The solitary prince waved his hand, "Don't talk about those useless things. Let's go to the Second Prince's palace. Yan'er, you also come with me. Let's point it out where we are."

Mu Nanke immediately felt his back straighten, but he saw that the king held his waist tightly with his backhand when he stood up.

"Father, walk slowly. I will help you!"

The lonely king's face was gloomy: "Go! Do you think I'm old and about to die?"

Qi Yan looked at the backs of the father and son, quickly made a hand gesture, and the brocade handkerchief in his hand quickly disappeared along the roof of the hall.

In the Mujing Palace.

As soon as Mu Xiaoxi left, Mu Jing put on his clothes and looked at Jasmine.

"You don't need to come here again in the next few days."

Jasmine didn't expect that Mu Huo actually wanted to get rid of her. She slowly knelt down and said, "If the Second Prince no longer needs Jasmine, it would be better to just kill her."

Mu Jing frowned and said to the face that looked like Mu Xiaoxi, "In the past, when Xiaomei was not around, it was no problem for you to look like this. Now that she sees it, I'm afraid she will be upset."

Jasmine's tears welled up in her eyes. She took two steps forward and hesitantly leaned her head on Mu Jing's shoulder. "...I have been with the Second Prince for a long time. Does the Second Prince really have no other feelings for me? As long as the Second Prince allows me to stay by his side, Jasmine will have no regrets."

Mu Qing sighed.

Now her expression and the way she spoke seemed more like the youngest sister in his memory.

How could one person imitate another person so realistically that he could hardly tell the difference sometimes.

After a while, Mu Jing said, "If you really have nowhere else to go, why not change your face?"

Jasmine bit her lip and thought bitterly, change her face? How? Change it to her skinned face?

This face belongs to the current Mu Xiaoxi, and it is also my own! Why change it?

A brocade handkerchief suddenly fell down, and Mu Jing immediately pinched it with two fingers and caught it firmly.

There are only a few numbers on the small brocade handkerchief.

After reading it, Mu Jing looked straight at Mu Huo who had his eyes closed in the water dungeon. He rubbed his fingers together, and a ball of fire immediately ignited on the brocade handkerchief, burning it to ashes.