The sarcastic voices of the two mothers rang behind Mu Wushuang.

She slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on the two women's sharp faces and monkey cheeks. Her eyes seemed to be looking at the dead, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Xiaobaibai, let them enjoy it for a while."

Her lips opened slightly and her tone was plain.

Before the people around could understand what her words meant, they saw a slender silver snake the size of a little finger drilling out of her wrist. Her tongue was full of cold air and spitting out a letter, making people feel the suffocation.

The servant didn't know what it was for a moment, and he just thought that Mu Wushuang had a small pet. After all, this snake was too small and seemed to have no lethality at all, and people showed sarcastic smiles on their faces.

But the next second, everyone looked horrified!

Because the little silver snake was as fast as lightning, it suddenly penetrated into the bodies of the two women and directly penetrated them. The little silver snake drilled around, and countless blood holes appeared on the two women's bodies and blood was scattered out.

They were in so much pain that they were screaming and screaming in pain. It would be better to give them a knife to them directly.

All the servants felt trembling in their hearts. They fought each other, and their eyes were filled with fear, worried that the next one would be their turn. After all, the two women were the manager of the outer courtyard and the other were responsible for purchasing, and their identities were higher than theirs.

After a full quarter of an hour, the two blood-covered women stopped screaming, cut off their vitality, and corpses were on the ground.

Others were afraid to let out a bad temper, and they were sweating like cold sweats on their bodies. What's more, they even became scared and incontinent.

When Mu Wushuang looked at everyone's face one by one, they all shivered and did not dare to look directly at this girl like death.

"Sang Lan, what are you who have been disrespectful to you? Pick it out and train it well so that you can avoid barking like a dog all day long." She said indifferently to Sang Lan, remembering that Sang Lan said that she was often bullied in the outer courtyard, so she would punish them well today.

Sang Lan showed gratitude. She was not tall and black, and was often bullied. Some people enjoyed teasing her. She used to dream of seeking justice one day, but she didn't expect this day to come so quickly!

"You, you, you, and you, all come out!"

Sang Lan pointed at each of them.

These people have the consequences of those two old ladies, so they dare not come out.

"Bang!"

Sang Lan used all her strength and slapped a young maid in the face.

This maid is the most hateful. She stole the master's things, framed her, and deliberately instigated others to bully her, causing her to suffer a lot.

When Sang Lan slapped her, she felt relieved. Looking at the maid who was usually arrogant, she didn't even dare to resist, and she felt proud.

After hitting it in one round, Sang Lan's hand hurt, but she felt very relieved and was even more grateful to Mu Wushuang.

After beating the people, these people still knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully. No matter how resentful they were in their hearts, they dared not show any of their faces.

Mu Wushuang sneered. People who hold high and step on low have their inferiority roots in their bones. They don’t know how powerful they are. They don’t know what the world is.

"Come and someone to help me call Uncle Fu."

She said.

"Yes, Miss Mu, I'll go now!"

When Uncle Fu came over, she pointed to five or six honest servants and said coldly: "You follow Uncle Fu to serve the young master. If you can't serve them well, it's the fate of these two women!"

Uncle Fu is old, and Mu Wushuang can't bear to let him work harder, but Mu Yuheng is in poor health. If Uncle Fu is not taking care of her, she will be worried, so she can only call a few more servants.

The servant nodded repeatedly, saying that he would definitely take good care of Young Master Mu.

The room arranged for Mu Yuheng by the royal palace was quite good, but looking at the thick fallen leaves and dead grass on the ground, you knew that the servant was deliberately lazy. After walking a few steps, she saw the beautiful brother standing under the eaves, and a lot of broken snow fell on his thin shoulders. I don’t know how long he had been standing there.
Chapter completed!