Yan Jiuming's words instantly made the chat die. Nan Zisheng was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Yan Jiuming was not at Guan Nan Zisheng at all, and kept watching Mu Xi have dinner.

When Nan Zisheng saw this scene, his arms were so angry that he trembled slightly. His red nails pinched his palms hard, but he still maintained a smiling face.

But in my heart I wanted to kill the fox eating on the table, but I could only think about it secretly in my heart.

Of course Mu Xi knew that Nan Zisheng was so cruel that her teeth were itchy, so Mu Xi didn't mind filling her with some more blockages.

So Mu Xi roared at Yan Jiuming gently, and pointed his claws directly at the plate of shrimp covered with oil.

Yan Jiuming stretched out his hand under Nan Zisheng's gaze, and peeled the shrimp under Nan Zisheng's astonished gaze, and then put the peeled shrimp into a small plate in front of Muxi.

Mu Xi was not uncomfortable at all, but instead ate with relish. Nan Zisheng was so jealous that he wanted to throw the fox out, but he still held it back.

At the end, I really couldn't stand this atmosphere, so I felt like she was an outsider.

Nan Zisheng smiled awkward but politely, and then left.

On the way back, Nan Zisheng got angry and injured several innocent people, but no one came forward to stop them. After all, that was a princess! They were all ordinary people and could not help them at all.

Back in the palace, Nan Zisheng locked himself in the room directly, and then there was a crackling sound inside the room.

The palace maids standing outside the door trembled slightly, after all, they were the ones who suffered when the princess got angry.

After waiting for a few minutes, Nan Zisheng's message came from inside the house.

The faces of several palace maids changed slightly, but they still walked in.

Half a stick of incense, the palace door was opened again, but a few guards walked out with several shelves. The palace maids who had entered were already dying, and even some of them were no longer breathing.

At this time, the palace had become neat and a trace of blood was seen at all.

Nan Zisheng sat on the chaise longue with a gloomy face. A man in black was kneeling in front of her. Nan Zisheng glanced at the man and said, "Mu Xing, find a way to get the fox beside Yan Jiuming for me. I want to make it worse than death."

After that, Nan Zisheng asked her to crush the quilt in her hand, and the slag directly pierced into her palm. Blood dripped down her hand on the ground, and bright flowers bloomed on the ground.

When Jia Zuo Mou Xing, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this scene, a hint of heartache appeared in his dark eyes, but he quickly recovered.

"Yes!" Mou Xing left after saying that, but before leaving, he took a look at Nan Zisheng's injured hand, pursed Min's lips, and still said what he said in his heart.

"Your Highness, you should treat the wound on your hand and compare it."

It was a concern, but it changed a bit in Nan Zisheng's ears. He threw a teacup directly at Mou Xing. Mou Xing could have avoided it, but he still caught it. The teacup hit the corner of Mou Xing's eyes directly, and a big hole appeared in an instant, but Mou Xing seemed to be unable to feel the pain.
Chapter completed!