"Ugly monsters, you are presumptuous!" Su Qishao stared at Yun Ruoyue in amazement. He didn't expect this ugly woman to be so courageous and dare to make trouble with him.

"Oh, this bed is really soft. This luxurious bed sheet is just right to shine my shoes." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she lifted her skirt and stepped on the bed sheet with her foot, making the bed sheet dirty. The fire that burned in Su Qishao's chest became more and more intense.

After Yun Ruoyue stepped on the sheets, she deliberately accidentally stepped on Su Qishao's snow-white coat, a large shoe print stepped on it, and Su Qishao's coat was dirty.

Young Master Su Qi was so angry that he raised his fist, his forehead was covered with blue veins, he stared at Yun Ruoyue angrily, and suddenly raised his hand to pull her.

As a result, Yun Ruoyue drew away like a rabbit, causing him to jump into the air.

As soon as Yun Ruoyue jumped out of his bed, she walked to those exquisite shelves, which were full of antique jade articles and precious cultural relics. With a flick of her hand, she brushed the jade article to the ground and fell into a smash. Hey, you are going to die anyway, why are you still keeping these things? Why don't you smash them all and bury them for you."

Yun Ruoyue's movements made Feng'er and Su Qing's eyes widened. They stared at her in disbelief, thinking that Princess Li was possessed.

She did this, not afraid that Master Su would kill her?

"Ugly girl!" Su Qishao clenched his fists angrily, his teeth clenched, his voice roared like a lion, his face rose like he was about to explode, "Do you believe I killed you?"

Yun Ruoyue glanced at him contemptuously, "You can't even stand up, can you kill me? You want to kill me, next life."

Suddenly, she looked at a picture of a middle-aged beauty on the wall, "Who is this picture? Is it your mother? Anyway, she is dead. What are you doing with her painting? It's better to tear the picture. Yes, I can use it as firewood, and I can make some contribution to everyone."

"Bitch, dare you!" Su Qishao who exploded roared, he eagerly sat up, leaned forward, and spit out blood.

The blood splashed around, like a gorgeous flower.

"Shizi!" Seeing Su Qishao vomiting blood, Su Qing hurried over.

When Yun Ruoyue saw this, she hurried over. She had a straight face and said to Su Qing: "Your family spit out the blood that was stuck in your heart. Hurry up, go to a basin of hot water and help him clean it up. His illness is saved."

"Is the son of the world saved?" Su Qing looked at Yun Ruoyue with a confused expression.

The two little maids had already hurried to fetch water.

Yun Ruoyue nodded: "Yes, because your family was overworried before, there was a mass of congestion in the internal organs, and it was blocked there, so he couldn't eat and swallow, sitting and lying uneasy. Now he vomits this blood out. After his viscera is smooth, he can eat. As soon as this person can eat, his lovesickness will heal."

"Ugly monsters, you, don't tear my mother's painting." At this moment, Su Qishao angered Yun Ruoyue's sleeve and said excitedly.

"I didn't tear it, I just made you angry. If I didn't irritate you like this, why would you vomit blood? When you couldn't eat anything before, did you always feel like a bunch of cotton in your heart?" Yun Ruo Yue threw away Su Qishao's hand.

"Yes, the cotton lump makes me very uncomfortable. I don't want to eat at all. I will vomit when I eat." Su Qishao said coldly.