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How could that be possible? If even Fourth Sister and the empress couldn't cure this woman, then she probably wouldn't be able to vent that resentment in her entire life!

Mu Bing Yue smiled faintly and her body suddenly flashed towards Mu Ling's side.

Mu Ling's hand was injured. If she attacked again, her wounds would definitely be affected. It was not good for her recovery. She was still young, so she didn't want to leave any traces behind. She looked anxiously at the empress, "Esteemed Empress, save … save me!"

Mu Bing Yue laughed coldly in her heart. This Mu Ling knew to beg for mercy, it seemed … He was not as foolish as he had imagined. At least, he was smarter than Miss Nine.

Mu Bing Yue stretched out her hand and grabbed onto Mu Ling's arm.

Mu Ling was so frightened that her face changed. The empress also shouted coldly from the side, "With me here, don't act presumptuously!"

Mu Bingyue smiled and twisted her hand before quickly releasing it.

With a cracking sound, the crisp sound of bones could be heard. Everyone looked at Mu Ling with sympathy. Their hands were broken, and if they were to be twisted again, their entire arms would be crippled.

"You dare to hurt Sister Four in public, I'll kill you!" As Ninth Miss spoke, a fiery red magic pillar of light appeared in her palm. It grew bigger and bigger as it shot towards Mu Bingyue.

Mu Bing Yue dodged by ducking backwards and kicked Ninth Miss in the head with her foot. Her eyebrows were covered with an ugly shoe print as she brushed her bangs …

Someone could not help but laugh. The kick had made her dizzy and her steps staggered. She finally managed to stabilize herself and was ready to attack again.

She was truly annoyed.

"Xiao Jiu, wait a moment!" On the other side, Mu Ling suddenly called out to the Ninth Miss.

"Sister Four, don't stop me. I must kill her today!" Ninth Miss seemed to have lost control.

"Xiao Jiu, my hand is fine!" Mu Ling's expression turned cold as she sternly said to the Ninth Miss, "Stop messing around, you can leave."

After Mu Bing Yue's attack, everyone thought that she had injured her. However, only Mu Ling knew that her hand was safe and sound!

This Mu Bingyue, she was not simple.

It looks like Xiao Jiu's understanding of her was just too superficial!

From the very beginning, she had underestimated her opponent.

Mu Bingyue had competed with him, hurt him, and even that beautiful boning technique from before made her appear extremely calm.

If she wasn't injured, then how could she harm her fellow sect members?

The empress was even more surprised. She waited for the unconvinced Ninth Miss to calm down before giving a slight smile. "It seems …" "Recently, there have been rumors in the capital that the Mu family's seventh young mistress had an ingenious rejuvenation. Is this true?"

Mu Bingyue withdrew her gaze and slowly lowered her head. "Empress, you're too kind. It's just a small trick."

The empress nodded her head, appearing gentle, but her following words were tinged with a cold aura: "But no matter what, you have injured Ling'er. I have come under the orders of the emperor to let Duke Qing Ling choose his consort. We can't just let it go like this. "

Mu Bing Yue didn't understand the empress's sudden attack, but Mu Ling and Ninth Miss were extremely excited. Other than Jing Zhao Yin's daughter and a few other ladies, everyone around them was gloating.

A calculating light flashed in the empress's eyes. Just as Mu Bing Yue was about to speak, she heard a familiar voice, "It's rare to see such a lively place in this prince's mansion!"

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw that on the path to the right of the pavilion, a handsome and dark figure was walking towards them.

He wore a dark blue silk robe, and under the sunlight, it was as if there was a layer of dazzling gold powder plated on it.