"You're talking about the black hand..."

Xue Jie turned her head slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed from the corner of her eyes: "Don't worry, the black hand she found should be Mrs. Xing..."

"That's good!"

The wind came back again, and the shadow disappeared.

Xue Jie felt relieved and relaxed.

After a while, he slowly turned around.

When I found out that there was really no one behind me, I felt exhausted. I leaned against the corridor column on one side, squatted down slowly, holding my head without saying a word.

After a few breaths, she raised her head slowly, without the tension she had just now in her eyes.

With a light breath, she stood up, tidied up her clothes, and left.

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"Bang!"

The flying beast landed on the ground.

Mrs. Xing shook off the maid who was being supported and walked into the hall with great strides.

The maids behind them looked at each other and finally set their sights on Haitang.

Haitang frowned, took the teacup brought by the maid, and waved his hand to signal everyone to retreat.

With her long sleeves flying, Mrs. Xing threw away her robe and sat on the brocade couch with anger, her eyes flashing.

"What do you mean by her?"

Haitang gently put down the teacup, poured a cup of tea for her, and served it with both hands.

"Who is the lady talking about her?"

Mrs. Xing suddenly glared at her fiercely: "What do you think?!"

After she was angry, she still took the teacup and took a sip, but she choked and coughed.

"Madam, slow down!!"

Haitang quickly patted Mrs. Xing's back and said, "Mrs. This time, it seems that it's not Ling Luoyu?"

"Ling Luoyu??Ling Luoyu is not a good thing either!!"

Mrs. Xing suddenly grabbed Haitang's hand, her eyes flashing.

"You said... she wouldn't think that I made those herbs..., did she?!"

I don't know what she thought of, but her body suddenly trembled and her whole body shivered with a chill.

"I... understand!! Ling Luoyu has been targeting me in these two confrontations! Otherwise, she wouldn't have given me the medicine bag every time... It turns out that she felt that I made those medicine bags..."

"Madam, it's just Ling Luoyu, don't you have to be so nervous, right?" Haitang disagreed.

"What do you know?? Haven't you heard that even the Lord is tolerant of her three points, and the eldest lady suffered a loss in her hands!! If she pointed the finger at me, she thought it was me... Then what a demon queen would definitely not let me go!!"

"No way?!" Haitang frowned slightly: "She has no real evidence, so how dare she attack you rashly?! Besides, this is the demon clan. You are the wife. Even if there is anything, it's not her turn to Ling Luoyu..."

Haitang's words made Mrs. Xing feel much more comfortable.

She sat down with a flash of eyes and picked up the teacup absent-mindedly.

"You said... do I want to spread the matter?! The blame... I can't take it for her, right?"

"Mrs. Isn't it a showdown with Ling Luoyu?!"

Haitang looked incredible, and squatted down on her legs as if speechless.

"Madam, what is your identity? How can you take the initiative to show your affection with Ling Luoyu?! If this is spread, how can you be in the demon clan in the future?? You also know that now, the entire Tiangong is watching the changes, just waiting to see Ling Luoyu's joke... You are unifying your alliance with her at this time, wouldn't you push yourself to the opposite side of Tiangong?!"

“That’s right…”

Mrs. Xing was drinking tea in a state of uneasy mood, but found that there was no water in her mouth. She couldn't help but look down and her expression suddenly froze.
Chapter completed!