"What will happen? Will it affect our villa?" the woman asked with a sad face.

Shen Yuan smiled: "I have done everything I can, and I have found witnesses in advance. Even if Bafujin and Hongxiu girl fight, and there are deaths and injuries, it will not affect our villa. Some people seek death,

No one can save me."

The woman's eyes lit up and she stepped back respectfully.

...

After receiving the news, the eighth prince rushed over quickly, but everything happened inevitably.

Like panicked rabbits, a group of people escaped from a store and ran in all directions.

"Killing, killing!"

The guards of the eighth prince rushed in first, and then the eighth prince also went in under the protection of the guards. Oh my god, this is simply a Shura field.

The red-sleeved girl was lying in a pool of blood with a knife stuck in her chest, while Bafujin stood there blankly, holding a knife in her hand. There was also a palace maid lying on the ground with a large piece of penis stuck in her back.

The porcelain bottle was broken, her face was turned sideways, blood spurted out from someone unknown, and her teeth were stained red.

The eighth prince's head was all wet.

He had no idea how such a thing could happen.

Ba Fujin turned around and looked at Ba Age Brother, his expression of collapse did not tremble at all, as if he did not recognize who the man in front of him was at all.

"Ah Nie, don't be afraid, put down the knife." Ba Age said in a soft voice.

Ba Fujin's expression slowly softened, just like ice meeting hot water, which quickly melted the tough shell. She let out a cry, and rushed towards Ba Age with a bloody dagger.

A guard beside the eighth prince hurriedly stepped forward, pinched her wrist, took off the dagger, and the Eighth Prince walked into the arms of the eighth prince: "She, she, she is crazy, she wants to kill me."

The eighth prince gently comforted his beloved wife in his arms, stared at the dead woman coldly, and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will take you home."

The eighth prince gave the guard a wink and asked him to stay and deal with it. He took Bafujin into the car and arrived at the abyss. The eighth prince asked someone to go in and pass the news, saying that he had a request to discuss.

Shen Yuan still didn't give her face, so she sent a male steward who specialized in dealing with such matters: "Our master said, let the slaves cooperate with you, you can investigate however you want, but here, we cannot receive male guests." There was a female doctor.

They came and cooked some soothing soup and gave it to Ba Fujin. Ba Fujin fell asleep soon after.

Shen Yuan did not receive him, which was normal. Shen Yuan never received male guests. If she wanted to receive him, it would usually be as a couple. She would not receive male guests alone. After all, she was so beautiful. If she did this, everyone would

It makes sense, and over time, it becomes a habit and becomes normal.

The eighth prince was a little displeased: "When it comes to emergencies, you can act according to your authority."

The steward also said: "Our master has never cared about such trivial matters, and she can't give you any more help." He looked as respectful as possible, but when he spoke, he was full of pride.

"Ha." Eighth Prince said with a cold face, "Is that so?"

He was willing to talk to the female shaman to give her face. Unexpectedly, after this young woman was held up to the altar, she was a little confused about what was good and what was good.

However, the eighth prince thought that every few months, Huang Ama had to ask her to come into the palace once, saying that it was to cure the disease. He didn't see that Huang Ama's illness was any milder. Everyone said it was very unpleasant, so he speculated that she
Chapter completed!