Huang Bei Yueâs body leaned against the soft cushion: âFourth sister, this matter, you had suffered from it.â
âFor our prefecture, what does this suffering count as?â Xiao Rou bent her knee, saying: âThird sister, go rest. This sister will leave now.â
Huang Bei Yue nodded her head, watching as Dong Ling brought her out. After a while, Dong Ling came back smiling: âActually, the fourth young missâs personality was completely inherited from the Lord. In the entire prefecture, the fourth young miss and the Lord are the closest.â
Huang Bei Yue coldly laughed: âAll cold and ruthless people!â
The people in family Xiao are all the same. From Xiao Qi Yuan to Xiao Yuan Cheng then to Xiao Rou, they are all selfish and without affection. However, when is she not that type of person as well?
Huang Bei Yue stood up from the bed and walked over to the window, looking. The sky is dark.
âIs the young miss going out?â Dong Ling was already clear with her schedule. When it is night, she usually would secretly go out.
From the drawer, she took out a cloak for her to cover herself. Huang Bei Yue turned around to exclaim: âLook after the housekeeper Zhou properly. If Xian Yuan Cheng and Concubine Qin want to destroy the evidence, they probably would make a move to housekeeper Zhou!â
âYes, young miss donât worry!â
Towards Dong Ling, she was absolutely comforted. Huang Bei Yue snuck out from the window.
Moving slickly through the night, the ghost-like silhouette flashed by the dark alleys heading towards the castle of Bu Ji Er outside the city.
****Royal Court Bei Yue****
Under the moonlight, the young manâs silhouette of waving the sword seemed to be weak. The sword in his hand moved back and forth a couple of times, attacking the wooden person but never able to exert the full potential!
The face gradually revealed a given up look.
âYoung master, as long as you use more strength on your hand then it will be fine!â The coach who was standing to the side cheered for him.
âI already have been using more strength!â The young man pursed his lips, stating. That coach immediately didnât dare to say another word.
The sword in the young manâs hand aimed towards the wooden person but in his mind, it recalled back to the competition in Ling Yang College today. Princess Bei Yue used the vitality to stretch the horse whip straight and used it to pierce Lin Zi Chengâs chest!
How did she bring out the power to do so? How come the move looked so simple but when he learned it, it was that difficult? How come he is unable to grasp the main points?
The sword in his hand doesnât seem to listen to him!
LuoLuo threw the sword to one side, irritated. But at this time, suddenly a black ghost-like shadow appeared behind him. It held the hand which he held the sword and brought the sword back, piercing forward!
The feeling in his heart was completely different. This sword and the sword in which he slashed out, the move was the same but he felt different!
Within this sword, he felt like if Lin Zi Cheng stood in front of him, he would be able to slash him without any strength!
âLook at the sword in your hand clearly. This is a sword to murder someone!â Came a deep but icy cold voice.
Luo Luoâs body slightly trembled and his ears slowly turned red. A ball of fire had reached his face.
âDonât be distracted. Look again.â The icy voice but as though the unfrozen lake in spring, cold but elegant and pleasant.
Luo Luoâs hand was held by a pair of even smaller and delicate hands. Once again, they brought the sword out and the normal sword moves actually pierced through the wooden personâs heart!
âAmazing!â Luo Luo was shocked. The hand loosened and the person behind moved back.
In his heart, he was disappointed and hurriedly turned around. Suddenly, a ray of coldness flashed by and the sword was in front of him.