"Humph, what do you mean by this, sister? It's not Qingyan's fault, is it the fault of the current mad king?" Dong Yue's sinister voice sounded, and at the same time he looked at the woman kneeling on the ground with contempt.

"On that day, everyone in the imperial city saw this woman rushing onto the Mad King's flower boat. Everyone saw this bitch naked and her legs were broken by the Mad King. Do you have the nerve to say it's not her fault? Huh,

Sure enough, just like a mother, she will have a daughter!" Mu Yueqing crossed her arms and looked down upon Zheng Zheng.

"It's not like this...it's not like this..." Wang Ying waved her hands, trying to explain.

"Shut up!" Mu Zhihang interrupted Wang Ying, turned to look at Lan Ya who was sitting there, with a ferocious look on his face: "Come here, let's pass down the family law!"

Wang Ying's face looked like that of a dead person, with a look of horror. Next to me, Dong Yue, Mu Yueqing, and the group of slave boys were laughing. These are worth seeing.

The family tradition was passed down, an iron rod like a baby's wrist with countless iron spikes on it, shaped like a mace.

Mu Zhihang took the staff, raised his feet and headed downward.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ying knelt and climbed forward to protect Mu Zhihang's leg: "Master, you can't, Qingyan is still injured, so you can't hit her... Master, I beg you, if you want to hit me, just hit me, a mother-in-law, Master...

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"Get out of here." Mu Zhihang kicked Wang Ying away and walked up to Lan Ya, with a terrifying look on his face: "I'll beat you to death, you bitch."

"Master, no," Wang Ying cried.

Mu Zhihang ignored her and kicked Wang Ying to the ground.

There was a flash of murderous intent in Lan Ya's eyes, and she clenched her fingers slightly.

"Master..." Wang Ying had no intention of stopping and got up, crying and grabbing Mu Zhihang's legs again.

"Gungungun, I have to kill her today."

Lan Ya looked directly at Mu Zhihang, twitching the corners of her mouth, and said in a neither gentle nor serious voice: "After all, I am also a direct descendant of Mu Chen Guoding Beihou."

After she finished speaking, she looked straight at Mu Zhihang. Mu Zhihang was so angry. Naturally, it was because of the jealousy of the people around him. His mind was a little confused. When he woke up, he would never do anything to them.

In the past few days, she had also heard from Chenxiang about Wang Ying's identity. Wang Ying was the monarch of Changyang, the daughter of Mu Chen's Dingbei Marquis. If she died, someone would definitely investigate her. He couldn't bear the responsibility of being the first merchant of the Mu family.

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When Mu Zhihang heard this, he tightened the stick in his hand, met Lan Ya's eyes, and immediately became sober. Wang Ying's identity had always been a thorn in his heart, and Mu Chen's Guoding Beihou power was not weak.

If this woman dies, their family's good life will come to an end.

"Master, you can't just let it go. Even if the prince breaks the law, he is guilty like the common people." Seeing Mu Zhihang's hesitation, Dong Yue felt angry in her heart. She had suffered a lot of suffocation over the years just because of her identity.

"Father, mother is right. You seduced the mad king in public. He is so shameless. Even Dingbei Marquis cannot tolerate ruining the family tradition." Mu Yueqing added jealously.

Mu Zhihang was in a dilemma. If he didn't fight, such a shame would bring shame to their family. If he did, Wang Ying had a distinguished status. She had never said a word to Dingbei Hou about the curses he had cursed at her over the years.

If he is pushed into a hurry and she tells what happened over the years, their Mu family will suffer.

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Chapter completed!