She is just a spoiled young lady, how can she stand up to Xia Xiang, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood?

"It's useless to call you Prince." Leng Lan walked to Leng Aomei's side and gently raised her angry face, "What do you think would be the consequences of someone disobeying the mistress in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

"Leng Lan said lightly, with a hint of smile in his tone.

Leng Aomei's body suddenly trembled.

"You can't do this to me!" Leng Aomei suddenly shouted.

"Why?" Leng Lan looked at Leng Aomei with a smile, and the killing intent in his smile became more and more obvious.

"Because I am your sister, and because your position as princess is mine!"

"I wonder, sister, have you consummated your marriage with the prince?"

Leng Lan's smile became deeper and deeper. Leng Aoxue had always been favored, so the relationship between men and women was very confusing. She had too many lovers to count, and she played almost every night in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She was so happy.

Because she was afraid that she was not a virgin, she asked Leng Lan to marry her, but after marrying her, she actually slandered her own sister. This Leng Aomei really went too far. Then you created this opportunity to take revenge on me.

So how could I have the nerve to refuse?

"What do you mean!" Leng Aomei's expression became excited. Originally, she thought that with her many years of experience, she would be able to make Xuanyuan Che his crotch minister.

It's just that Leng Aomei has forgotten that among the men who became her subjects, which one said that he would marry her? It was just for fun. Leng Aomei always thought that he was playing with others, but others didn't think that he was cheating on her.

Where's Leng Aomei? Why don't you eat the free lunch that's automatically delivered to your door?

"Miss, Aunt Wen has brought her here." Chunxiang supported Aunt Wen and walked slowly over, step by step, walking so slowly that Leng Lan suddenly felt angry in her heart.

Leng Lan looked at the originally beautiful Aunt Wen. Now her hair was messy, her clothes were covered with blood, and there were even small bloody cuts on her knees. The hands hidden in the sleeves were bent so unnaturally. The original one could smile.

The face of the woman facing him is now swollen, and the dimples that were there are no longer visible.

Aunt Wen looked at Leng Lan, who looked very unkind, and tried her best to raise a smile, trying to comfort Leng Lan, but she accidentally touched the injury at the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but wince.

Chunxiang looked at Aunt Wen like this with a bit of anger on her face. Although she had known this Aunt Wen not long ago, she was still a charming woman before going out, but now she looks like this, and it can be seen from the wound on Aunt Wen's upper body.

When she was being abused, Aunt Wen didn't even cry out.

Chunxiang recalled the torture instruments in that room, and her heart shrank. If she had been tortured like that, could she endure it and not give up? She was not sure. For the woman she was supporting, Chunxiang felt in her heart

A trace of respect emerged.

"I don't know, sister, how to explain the treatment Aunt Wen received in your Luohua Pavilion!"

Leng Lan's cold voice was like a knife, directed towards Leng Aoxue who was kneeling on the ground. Xia Xiang, who had been holding Leng Aoxue, involuntarily exerted a force on her foot, and it was originally pressed in the middle.
Chapter completed!