Chapter 203 Madness

The princess was called up like this and came back to her senses. She subconsciously looked at the lady of the Changxing Earl who was speaking. She saw that the lady of the Changxing Earl had an unconcealed joy on her face and was still talking about the various inconveniences and troubles that might be brought about by having a daughter-in-law of prominent status in the family. Princess Pingning suddenly had an idea. Was this sentence specifically for her?

She passed through the faces of the ladies calmly, and everyone echoed her. The princess suddenly had an absurd feeling, as if she was caught in a huge net. She suddenly turned to Huang Fuxiang, saw her smiling at her gently, sitting beside her, pouring tea and water for her, and the princess suddenly understood that the Huang family had taken a fancy to her son!

Princess Pingning suddenly chuckled, with a flash of disdainful sarcasm in her eyes. She thought to herself, how dare these two people who are not worthy of being on stage show off their skills in front of her? In terms of talent and appearance, how can the daughter of the Huang family be compared with Minglan?

The princess no longer paid attention to what they said, and only focused on playing cards. Because the other people at the card table had their own thoughts, she was the only one who killed all four sides and won a lot of money. When she won enough, she said she was tired, pushed the cards lightly, stood up and said goodbye, leaving the others looking at each other in bewilderment.

Since that day, when Meng or the wife of the Marquis of Changxing invited her again, Princess Pingning declined with various reasons, without exception. Huang Fuxiang knew that there might be an oversight that day, which made Princess Pingning unhappy.

Minglan couldn't move, Qi Heng couldn't do anything, and she finally found a breakthrough point in the princess, but it still didn't work. A series of setbacks made Huang Fuxiang feel unprecedented frustration. Huang Fuxiang felt that everything was not going well, and the resentment accumulated in her heart reached its peak. She could no longer satisfy herself by abusing the maids around her.

At this time, Huang Ruixiang bumped into her again. He rushed over and questioned Huang Fuxiang, "Ziwei is already mine, how dare you stretch your hands so long and abuse my people?"

Huang Fuxiang slowly raised her eyes, her carefully manicured nails flashed cold light in the sunlight. She glanced at Huang Ruixiang casually, with a playful smile on her lips, "Your people? Do you think she will be yours if you snatch her away from me? I wave my hand, and she still has to come back obediently and be my slave... hehe..." There was unspeakable madness and contempt hidden in her laughter.

Huang Ruixiang looked at his sister who had a weird smile and looked like a demon from the abyss, and a chill surged in his heart, "Look at yourself, you don't look like a lady from a noble family at all, you are just like a Shura from hell, how could Qi Heng be interested in you?"... As he said that, he wanted to leave in anger.

"Stop!" Huang Fuxiang called him, "I'm afraid that my brother has been spoiled by father and grandmother. You are a good-for-nothing, a waste who failed the exams twice, and you still want to save others. Who do you think you can save? You are just taking advantage of your male body and enjoying everything given by your family. In fact, you are just a hopeless person. If I were you, I would surely bring honor to the Changxing Earl's Mansion. "

These words hit Huang Ruixiang's sore spot. He was furious and swung out with a palm, which landed heavily on Huang Fuxiang's cheek with long-accumulated anger and unwillingness. Huang Fuxiang was suddenly knocked down by this force, and half of her cheek swelled quickly. Pain and astonishment were intertwined in her eyes. She covered her cheeks, her voice low and dangerous, "How dare you hit me?" Those eyes seemed to be swallowed by darkness in an instant, revealing a heart-pounding chill. After

Huang Ruixiang finished hitting her, he was stunned, and his palms were slightly numb. He used all his strength to hit her. He felt a little guilty, but looking at Huang Fuxiang's unfriendly eyes, he refused to admit defeat. He tried to calm down and said with his neck stiff, "I hit you, so what? You will go to complain to my father and mother anyway. I'm not afraid of you! "After saying this, he left in a hurry, with a sense of fleeing in panic.

Seeing Huang Ruixiang leave, the maid stepped forward to help Huang Fuxiang up. Huang Fuxiang saw her timid and shrunken appearance and snorted coldly and brushed her hand away.

Fuxiang struggled to stand up alone, and her fingers gently touched the swollen corners of her mouth. The bright red blood on her fingers was so tempting. Huang Fuxiang slowly put the bloody fingers into her mouth, and the bloody smell instantly filled her mouth. Huang Fuxiang squinted her eyes intoxicatedly, sniffed the smell deeply, and licked the blood on her fingers, as if tasting the most mellow wine in the world. Huang Fuxiang felt a strange pleasure, and a morbid satisfaction appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The maid witnessed all this, and fear surged like a tide, standing Trembling on the side, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

Huang Fuxiang opened her eyes, her eyes flashing with a crazier light. She looked in the direction where Huang Ruixiang left, and a creepy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had already brewed a more terrifying plan in her heart.

The silent night, like an invisible net, quietly and silently enveloped Chang Above the Xingbo Mansion. The moonlight was thin, obscured by the heavy clouds, with only a few faint yellow rays occasionally showing through, scattered on the bluestone road, casting mottled and erratic light and shadows, like a ghost dancing. All around, tall old trees twisted their branches, as if they were vengeful spirits struggling in the past. Their branches and leaves rustled in the wind, adding a bit of gloom and uneasiness.

Deep in the courtyard, a few dim lanterns swayed in the wind, emitting a faint and eerie light, cutting the surrounding darkness into irregular shadows, which made people feel cold. There were no frogs or insects chirping around, only deathly silence, which made people feel an indescribable depression and fear.

In the distance, faint sobbing sounds came from time to time, intermittently, and with the night The wind intertwined, and it was hard to tell whether it came from the human world or the netherworld, making people shudder.

A white figure passed by quickly, and only the lantern swayed in the wind.

Huang Fuxiang walked into Huang Ruixiang's yard leisurely, as if he was in an empty space. The yard was in a mess, with guards and servants lying all over the place, and maids scattered everywhere, as if the whole world had been silent.

She walked lightly into Huang Ruixiang's room. Huang Ruixiang was tied up in the middle of the hall. His eyes were covered and his mouth was sealed. Only his hearing was infinitely magnified in the endless darkness. Fear overwhelmed him like a tide. It was terribly quiet just now, but now there was movement. Huang Ruixiang struggled, his body twisted violently, sobbing and begging intertwined into an endless sound. Seeing Huang Ruixiang like

this, Huang Fuxiang laughed out loud with satisfaction, "Hahaha..."

This laughter, to Huang Ruixiang, was undoubtedly the music from hell. Huang Ruixiang paused at first, then struggled more fiercely, as if he could foresee the impending doom.