Song Qingxue glanced at Su Ruqian coldly, then turned to look at Liu Huan.

After spending these two days together, she has completely figured out the little girl's personality.

Liu Huan grew up with the original owner, but he has a soft personality. In addition, a sharp-tongued maid named Liu Yue was sent to live with the original owner, which made Liu Huan even more bullied.

In the original book, Liu Huan was beaten to death by a group of homeless people in order to save the original owner.

The original owner had good intentions, but she was too brainless, which is why the original heroine of the book kept using her to disgust Xiahou Chongyuan, and ended up with a tragic death. It was because of this that the original owner became resentful and dragged herself, who had died in a car accident and felt sorry for her, over.

"Liu Huan, are you okay?"

The little girl's face was red and swollen, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, her eyes were red, she tried to hold back her tears, and kept shaking her head and said, "Princess, I'm fine."

She was very worried that Song Qingxue would have a conflict with Su Ruqian.

The elder brother of the Su family is now in power, and the marriage was arranged by the late emperor. In addition, Su Ruqian is a difficult person, so Liu Huan is afraid that the simple-minded Song Qingxue will suffer.

But how could she know that her master's inner self had been replaced by another person a long time ago.

"Why did she hit you?" Song Qingxue asked coldly, holding Liu Huan's hand.

Liu Huan didn't want to say it, fearing that Song Qingxue would get even angrier, but when she saw Song Qingxue's firm and gentle eyes, she couldn't help but say, "I don't know. When the concubine came in, she asked you where you had been, but I didn't know..."

Liu Huan didn't say anything else, but Song Qingxue understood it in her heart.

He came to cause trouble for me, but failed, so he caused trouble for Liu Huan.

"Look, you don't even know where your master has gone. Shouldn't you be beaten? You have no rules at all." Su Ruqian said with a smile.

Song Qingxue's face turned a little colder again.

She suddenly took a step forward and slapped Su Ruqian hard in the face as she lay on the chaise longue.

“Bang!”

The crisp sound of slapping shocked everyone present.

The original owner was a descendant of a military family and had excellent physical fitness. After Song Qingxue's slap, Su Ruqian's head was hit off balance and her face was swollen like a bun.

For a moment, she was stunned and didn't come back to her senses.

Soon, Su Ruqian screamed, covered her face and said viciously: "Bitch! How dare you hit me?!"

"It's a fight, so what?" Song Qingxue raised her chin slightly and snorted coldly, "Doesn't this princess need to check the almanac to choose an auspicious day?"

"Didn't you say that my maid has no manners? Then how much manners do you have? You are just a concubine, or to put it bluntly, a concubine. You don't even perform etiquette when you see me, and you even step in to teach my personal maid a lesson?" Song Qingxue sneered, stretched out her hand to pull Su Ruqian up from the chaise longue and pushed her aside.

"Since your parents didn't teach you well, I, as the principal wife, must teach you well."

After saying that, Song Qingxue slapped Su Ruqian on the other side of her face.

Now the two sides of the face were symmetrical. Song Qingxue nodded with satisfaction and loosened Su Ruqian's collar.

She lost her strength and fell to the ground in a mess.

"Pan Xiang! Are you dead? Why don't you go and teach this bitch a lesson?!" Su Ruqian angrily scolded Pan Xiang who was standing aside in a daze.

Pan Xiang came back to her senses, took a step forward and wanted to grab Song Qingxue, but how could Song Qingxue give her this opportunity?

On the other hand, she kicked Pan Xiang to the ground. Song Qingxue pulled Liu Huan over and said, "Liu Huan, hit her back twice as hard as she hit you just now."

Liu Huan was shocked.

Where had she ever seen such a scene?

In the past, she was not favored by Song Qingxue and was often bullied. She had long learned to endure it.

What's more, if this kind of thing had happened in the past, Song Qingxue would have made a fuss long ago. How could she handle it so calmly and coolly?

Liu Huan pursed his lips and dared not move.