The strength of one person is limited, but there’s a saying that goes, "Three clumsy cobblers with their wits combined equal Zhuge Liang."
That night, Dong Huiying and her entourage followed the secret passage out of the Imperial Palace. They secretly stayed at a concealed property owned by Prince ng.
Lighting a candle, Dong Huiying, Liang Shujun, and Liang Haoming sat around a round table made of huanghuali wood.
Shujun picked up the teapot to pour tea for her wife-master.
Haoming, economical with words, remained silent, but his focused gaze was constantly fixed on his wife-master.
"Actually, I think there’s no need to worry."
Shujun mischievously raised her eyebrows, exuding a charm that was accompanied by a confident deanor.
"Although the capital is indeed chaotic, we’ve learned quite a bit from Prince ng’s mouth." Naturally, he knew what his wife-master wanted to do, and his attitude was supportive.
The wife-master’s starting point was to protect them, to protect the brothers in the family. Not only was this beneficial to the six brothers, but even if it weren’t, as long as the wife-master wanted to do it and as long as she was happy, he would support her unconditionally.
Dong Huiying crumpled her small face as she pulled off the silk scarf wrapped around her head and took out a box of hair growth ointnt, applying it to her bald head.
After applying the ointnt, Dong Huiying sighed, "Now, my head feels like it’s twice its size, and everything here seems like a tangled ss—impossible to cut through or unravel. For example, the relationship between the Eighth Princess and Great Elder Yun Zhe of dicine Valley. Although it appears the Eighth Princess can wield power now due to the support from Yun Zhe and another family, it seems to that their relationship should be mutually beneficial. After all, if Yun Zhe gains nothing from the Eighth Princess, why would he help her?"
"And if the Eighth Princess is eliminated, will there be backlash from Yun Zhe’s side?"
"Although I’m not afraid of them, if any trouble is stirred up, I’m a bit worried it might be hard to handle."
Liang Haoming maintained a stoic expression, looked pensively at his wife-master, and succinctly stated, "Kill."
Dong Huiying: "ow ow ow?"
Simply put, that’s so crude and blunt!!
Shujun burst into laughter, "Lao Si, you’re good! Hahaha~~~~"
This demon laughed heartily, nearly wheezing. He vigorously patted the thick shoulder of the fourth brother, then lifted his arm, resting his elbow on Haoming’s shoulders, mischievously squinting his alluring and seductive eyes.
"The words may be crude, but the logic isn’t flawed. I support Haoming’s view. If you’re hindered and constrained by fearing those Demons and Monsters, you might as well go all out and directly eliminate them; it’s straightforward and decisive."
Dong Huiying’s eyes subtly lit up.
"Kill?"
Well, this indeed is not a bad idea.
She licked her lip, "What matters is the fear of hesitating, and that crowd isn’t any good either; finishing them off directly saves trouble."
It’s decided then!
Dong Huiying laughed joyfully and slapped the table, standing up, her mood bright and clear. Yet, the two n opposite her darkened their gazes due to her prior lip-licking gesture.
"Xiao Hui~~~" Shujun coquettishly called her with a pitchy tone.
Dong Huiying inexplicably shivered.
The next mont, Shujun and the fourth brother exchanged glances and then burst into laughter!
He hoisted his wife-master and strode towards the bed, anwhile, Haoming matched the third brother’s pace, following closely.
Dong Huiying: "???"
Sorry, hold on, wait, no, don’t!!!
I’ve undergone a Resurgence, I’m not the sa old , Third Master and Fourth Master, spare !!
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