âMurong Qingyan, what are you doing here?â Staring at Murong Qingyan, Murong Qingxue looked hideously distorted because of hatred, âDonât be complacent. Donât be proud of the game where you defeated me. It was my carelessness that made me lose to you this time. Iâll be revenged.â
âHa ha. Why donât you pretend today?â Murong Qingyan sneered, âI really should have let Nangong Ye look at your expression. I wonder whether he would still harbor tender affection for you after seeing your ferocious features.â
âYouâve finally spoken your mind.â A little bit pride emerged on Murong Qingxueâs face, âWhat youâve done to me was because of brother Ye. But pitifully, your wishful thinking is in vain. Even if youâre not a good-for-nothing now, except disgust, brother Ye doesnât have any feeling for you.â
âReally?â Faced with Murong Qingxueâs provocation, Murong Qingyan shrugged indifferently, âSo in a point Iâm similar to Nangong Ye. That is, we both dislike each otherâs presence.â
âWhat do you mean?â Hearing the unconcern in Murong Qingyanâs words, Murong Qingxue frowned.
âThatâs simple.â A smile rose from Murong Qingyanâs mouth, âNangong Ye looks down on me, and I also have never laid my eyes on him. Iâll never marry him even if he hasnât broken off the engagement.â
Neither Murong Qingxue nor Liu Mei believed what Murong Qingyan had said. It was well known that Murong Qingyan once had been infatuated with Nangong Ye.
âMurong Qingyan, youâre not welcome here.â Liu Mei stood up and directly showed her the door, âPlease leave.â
Though she said adamantly, Liu Mei didnât dare to take actions. Because she clearly knew that Murong Qingyan was not a good-for-nothing anymore and she was going to be the one who suffered if she took actions.
âConcubine Liu, why are you in such a hurry!â Instead of leaving the room, Murong Qingyan slowly sat down, âNow I came to visit my sister, of course, I have some news to tell her.â
Hearing how Murong Qingyan addressed her, Liu Mei looked more sullen.
Since the time when master thought highly of Murong Qingxue, her status rose as well and no one dared to call her Concubine. Now suddenly called by Murong Qingyan, she couldnât help thinking of Murong Qingyanâs mother Chen Ruoshui, who had been missing.
This gave her a feeling of unwillingness. Hadnât there been Chen Ruoshui, she wouldnât have merely been a concubine. Now Chen Ruoshui had dead, Murong Qingyan also shouldnât live in the world.
Thinking of this, Liu Mei felt delighted. These days she had ordered someone to prescribe chronic poison secretly in Murong Qingyanâs diet. Even if Murong Qingyan was not a good-for-nothing, she would die soon, even her cultivation couldnât save her life.