Just a "pop" sound was heard, and a crisp slap sounded in the hall.
"Ouch" Biyun raised his hand and pointed at the girl in front of him who was covering half of his face and glaring at him in surprise and angrily, "You blind bitch, my cousin is the master and a distinguished guest in the house, and you barge into my lady's boudoir all the time."
You are just a straightforward person, but you are relying on your cousin to break the rules.
You are really relying on the power of others, and you are so bold."
Before the girl had time to react, she was scolded by Biyun.
She usually had dignity when following her young lady, but today she was humiliated by Biyun.
How could she be willing to do so?
"Even if the slave doesn't understand the rules, he will be trained by the slave's master.
There is no reason for you, a slave, to do it.
You know that beating a dog depends on the master.
The slave's face is the master's face."
The name of the girl who was beaten is Huan'er, she has a flamboyant and clever temper.
You are a talker and you are naturally smart, and you are no less fierce than Biyun.
Huan'er's words brought Zhang Yirong back to her senses.
These words were a double entendre.
She was complaining to Zhang Yirong.
She was his slave, and hitting her slave would be a slap in his face.
Huan'er reminded Mu Ziyan that although she was a slave, she was not a slave of the Muhou Mansion, and it was not Mu Ziyan's turn to take action yet.
Mu Ziyan understood what Huan'er meant.
She snorted coldly, "What a arrogant slave, what a sharp-tongued girl."
She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Huan'er coldly, as if a sharp sword was stabbing her straight.
Huan'er felt a sudden coldness all over her body.
She trembled suddenly and her legs trembled.
She immediately knelt on the ground and cried, "Miss, I have really offended the eldest lady for no reason.
If the eldest lady doesn't vent her anger, , Even if you kill the slave, it will not be in vain for the slave to follow the master. " Biyun was standing on one side with his head lowered, his eyes full of anger, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to speak at this moment.
Zhang Yirong listened to Huan'er's cries and said in a deep voice, "You are my girl.
If anyone dares to touch you, get up quickly."
"I don't dare."
Huan'er stopped crying and whispered.
"Why don't you dare?
Let me see who dares to touch you today," Zhang Yirong shouted loudly, her eyes always falling on Mu Ziyan.
With such a posture, she seemed to regard her Yanluo Courtyard as the Zhanghou Mansion.
Mu Ziyan only found it funny.
Why could the Zhang family be so arrogant in the Muhou Mansion and not take her seriously at all?
This Zhang Yirong always fought Because of the old lady's love, she met Mu Zixi again.
She has always been close to her, so she always goes against her.
In the past, she was polite and courteous for the sake of the old lady and Mu Zixi.
But now, she no longer has any scruples, and she actually becomes domineering and domineering in her place.
It's really not like that.
Don't take her seriously.
"I want to see who is in charge of Yanluoyuan today."
Mu Ziyan doesn't want to do that face-saving work now.
Since Mu Zixi is restless, she might as well pull out her claws one by one.
"Sister Yirong, you don't understand the rules.
You are an arrogant and arrogant servant who has gained some respect from your master.
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Today, I will train your sister well."
Mu Ziyan sat down gracefully and said coldly.
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