"Ye Luo, you are using strong words."

After ten breaths of panic, Concubine Yuan clenched her fists, her nails almost piercing into the flesh, "I really can't see it, you are really good at sowing discord." It's not enough to provoke the mother-son relationship between the palace and the royal sky, but also to provoke the relationship between the palace and the An family. ”

"Wronged." Ye Luo spread his hands, "It's obviously the mother concubine, you said that the female disciples who have entered the Yin Courtyard are all nameless." Mother, I always thought that you were a cautious person, and I never imagined that you would say such impulsive words. ”

Concubine Yuan's face was gloomy: "Bold! What is your identity, do you dare to teach this palace a lesson? ”

Ye Luo smiled: "I'm just giving my mother concubine a pertinent perseverance, after all, the mother's eyeliner is all over the Tianji Gate, and she should know that there are already one hundred and twenty-five female disciples in the Yin Courtyard." These female disciples, not to mention that they are all famous and noble, are also good girls from well-known families. Mother, you just say that you have no name, how many female disciples of the Yin Court have ruined their lives. ”

Concubine Yuan's face turned pale.

There are one hundred and twenty-five female disciples in Tianji Sect?

How did she not know?

Damn it!

The meticulous work she planted in the Yin Courtyard of Tianji Gate was too wasteful, and she couldn't pass on the information in the shortest possible time! caused her to lose a game in front of Ye Luo, a country woman.

No, she wants to buy a few more disciples of the Yin Courtyard as eyeliner to monitor Ye Luo's daily moves.

"You're here to demonstrate today?"

"The mother concubine is serious, Luo'er is here to ask for peace. As a daughter-in-law, no matter how busy she is, she has to come to greet her mother at least once a month. Ye Luo's eyes were ancient and waveless.

"Humph! You just want to be at Hongu! ”

"Mother, you can't die. Your son is not dead yet, how can you go first? Ye Luo's eyes look at his nose and nose and his heart.

"Phew! Mourning Star, you actually cursed the heavens to die! Concubine Yuan took a sip.

Ye Luo rolled her eyes: "Doesn't the concubine understand people?" I mean, your son Si Yitian is not dead, and he has sent someone to bring you a precious elixir to prolong your life, how can you go first? ”

Do you have to make her speak so clearly?

Concubine Old Witch, aren't you the best at Tai Chi, why are you so unbreathable at this time?

Or, in response to an old saying, people with weak hearts react very violently.

Concubine Yuan was taken aback, and the expression on her face was very exciting.

Astound!

Extreme shock!

Then came the wrath!

"What nonsense are you talking about, my son Yitian has been gone for five years, you country girl, you are so rude, making fun of the dead?"

Concubine Yuan trembled angrily, and even stood up directly from the chair, stretched out a hand, trembling and pointing at Ye Luo's nose, her chest rose and fell violently because of anger, and her voice became sharp, "What kind of evil did Yutian create, and he could be confused by a woman like you who doesn't know the height of the sky?!" ”

Ye Luo's golden eyes crossed with a different color.

Concubine Yuan's performance is too intense.

Concubine Yuan was so angry that she actually picked up the celadon teacup on the table and smashed it directly into her face.

Ye Luo's head tilted to the right, easily avoiding it.

"You, you still dare to hide?"

Concubine Yuan's voice changed tone, "When the palace reprimanded An Ruxia, she always knelt on the ground and admitted her mistake and received the punishment. Unlike you, you dare to resist? ”

As she spoke, she picked up another cup and smashed it on Ye Luo.