Reborn to abuse the scumbag, the demon queen destroyed her ex-husband's entire family

The Xiao family had just arrived in Kyoto and had not yet established a firm foothold.

Now he wanted to get close to the Zhu family in order to take root in Kyoto.

Although the Zhu family had investigated the Xiao family's background, they felt that they were superior to others and naturally would not take the Xiao family, who were trying to curry favor with them, seriously.

Furthermore, Xiao Ruge revealed in public that Zhu Chengxi had a child out of wedlock, which added tarnish to the Zhu family's reputation. Naturally, they would not let Xiao Ruge in, nor would they treat the Zhu family well.

Most of the guests coming and going were from the Zhu family's side branches or old friends, so naturally most of them stood on the Zhu family's side.

Madam Zhu San directly locked Xiao Ruge up in Ronghui Hall on the grounds that Madam Zhu was unconscious.

The excuse was to let her have a good rest, but in reality he had his own agenda.

Before leaving, he looked at Xiao Ruge with sharp eyes.

Xiao Ruge remained calm, his expression unchanged.

Zhu Chengxi sneered when he passed by Xiao Ruge.

Xiao Ruge deliberately raised her hand to scare him.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes almost subconsciously, and when he looked up he saw Xiao Ruge looking at him with a smile, Zhu Chengxi's face turned red with anger.

Xiao Ruge imitated him and raised her eyebrows at him, with provocation in her eyes.

Zhu Chengxi wanted to take action, but was stopped by a look from Old Madam Zhu.

The guests haven't all left yet. If we take action now, we will inevitably be criticized.

He could only grit his teeth and say, "Just wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Old Madam Xiao didn't even look at Xiao Ruge. She looked straight ahead and walked past her to the door.

The look on his face made it clear that he wanted to cut off all ties with her.

When you use her, be warm and friendly to her; when you dislike her, treat her like a worn-out shoe.

If she were to live her life over again, how could she let these people get what they wanted?

Just wait, I will take back everything that belongs to me!

And what you originally deserve will be exactly the same!

thump—

The door was slammed shut.

Her sharp eyes were fixed on the tightly closed door, and the corners of Xiao Ruge's lips became even colder.

Outside Ronghui Hall, not far away, a man in black stood with his hands behind his back. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a hump-like nose, thin lips slightly pursed, and a face as red as a peach, which was very eye-catching.

A gust of wind blew, and the hair on his forehead fluttered slightly, and his clothes fluttered, as if he would ascend to heaven in the next second.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and she stared at Ronghui Hall, as if she was thinking about something.

"What are you looking at?"

Duanmu Ling walked silently to Mu Gu and couldn't help but ask a question. He followed his gaze and saw only a closed door and no one else.

After regaining his composure, Mu Gu said calmly, "It's nothing, I just saw an interesting scene."

"I just went out and heard something happened. Did you see it? What happened? Tell me!"

Duanmu Ling looked excited.

Mu Gu glanced at him and said, "It's nothing more than some anecdotes about romance. If you want to know, go ask yourself."

"If I hadn't brought you with me, I would have been afraid that your identity would be exposed. I would have been fighting with those young masters of noble families and would have definitely been able to get a lot of romantic stories out of them."

Duanmu Ling curled his lips and complained in dissatisfaction.

He is the son of the current Shangshu. He usually hangs out in brothels, makes friends with bad people, and is a well-known playboy in the capital.

Those young men from noble families who came wanted to get close to him, but Duanmu Ling avoided them as much as possible, fearing that someone would discover that there was Mu Gu by his side.

Mu Gu is the seventh prince of the current dynasty and a member of the royal family, and most people want to make friends with him.

Duanmu Ling doesn't think so.

He has been used to a carefree and lazy life. If anything goes wrong with the royal family, he will be doomed.

"What? You feel so ashamed to bring me out?"

"Ok!"

After thinking for a moment, Duanmu Ling nodded without hesitation.

"you……"

Mu Gu's face changed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of a furtive figure sneaking into Ronghui Hall.

He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Just now, it seemed like someone went in."

"Isn't it Zhu Chengxi? That boy bullies men and women all the time. Seeing him being so sneaky, he must be up to something bad!"

As he spoke, Zhu Chengxi pulled Mu Gu towards the entrance of Ronghui Hall.

"I missed the good show just now. This time I want to watch the fun."

Ronghui Hall.

Xiao Ruge sat on a stone bench, her long hair casually draped behind her, leaning on the stone table in boredom.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind me.

It's footsteps.

The footsteps came from far away, and although the sound was very light and tiptoeing, Xiao Ruge was a martial artist after all, so these sounds, although subtle, were very clear to her ears.

When the footsteps approached, the pretty figure suddenly stood up.

A figure rushed towards me, and I thought I could hold her in my arms, but I missed her. I staggered and almost fell.

"Ouch..."

With a loud thud, Zhu Chengxi's head hit the stone table and he couldn't help howling like a ghost.

Xiao Ruge on the side sneered, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips.

"Sixth Young Master, why are you so careless when you walk? Is your eyesight not working well? Otherwise, I'll find a doctor to check you out."

There was sarcasm in his words.

Zhu Chengxi raised his head fiercely: "Don't be so arrogant, wait until my grandmother wakes up, I will make you suffer!"

As he said this, he touched the bump on his forehead with a grimace, and his face instantly turned even redder. Afraid that Xiao Ruge would laugh at him, he held back his anger and didn't dare to scream.

“Even if Madam Zhu wakes up, she won’t question me. Otherwise, if this matter gets out, both the Zhu family and the Xiao family will lose face.”

The reason why she was trapped here was simply to teach her a lesson.

It doesn’t matter whether Old Madam Xiao really fainted or not. What matters is that she has to save herself.

Otherwise, it is unknown how long this predicament will last.

There was constant sound of stringed instruments outside, it seemed the birthday party was still going on.

And she was trapped in this world, and she had probably been forgotten by those people a long time ago.

If you want to save yourself, the person in front of you is the key.

"I knew you were scared!"

Zhu Chengxi snorted coldly.

"If you're scared, just apologize to me. Maybe when I'm in a good mood, I can forgive you."

"sorry."

Xiao Ruge said the three words at an extremely fast speed.

Zhu Chengxi looked up in surprise, with a strange look in his eyes.

This woman was so arrogant just now, how come she apologized so easily now?

He must be afraid of the authority of the Zhu family.

Thinking of this, Zhu Chengxi sneered and looked at Xiao Ruge with ill intention.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

His eyes fell on Xiao Ruge, and he saw that she had a slender figure, red lips and white teeth, standing there gracefully. She was indeed a beauty.

"Since you admit your mistake, then think about how to compensate me. Maybe, if you serve me well, I will really marry you."

As he said that, he quickly walked forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch Xiao Ruge's cheek.

Xiao Ruge reached out and grabbed his wrist with lightning speed.

click-

The sound of bones shifting.

What followed was a pig-slaughtering howl that resounded throughout the sky above Ronghui Hall.

Letting go, Xiao Ruge looked at Zhu Chengxi, who was curled up in pain on the ground, with a smile on her face, as if she was appreciating her own work.