The Star Luo Succession Struggle: Condensing a Soul Core!

"Tch!"

Outside the door,

Zhu Zhuyun bit her silver teeth and curled her red lips.

She withdrew the jade hand that had thrown the stone.

Her arms tightly wrapped around her remarkably voluptuous figure, the snowy white flesh within the valley of her chest seeming ready to spring free like startled rabbits at any moment.

"Little sister, I hope you can take it to heart."

Zhu Zhuyun lowered her eyes sorrowfully and murmured softly.

"Leaving the empire is, at least, a way out..."

After saying that,

the gloom on Zhu Zhuyun's face quickly faded, replaced by cold arrogance.

With her head held high and chest thrust out,

she paused before leaving with swaying catlike steps.

Frost covered Zhu Zhuyun's exquisite face as she looked down upon the kneeling servants beside her and warned them in a cold voice,

"No matter how useless she is, she is still a legitimate daughter of the Zhu Family. You servants had better fulfill your duties properly. Otherwise... as a legitimate daughter of the Zhu Family myself, I would not mind personally teaching you what rank and rules are! Do you understand?!"

"Yes, yes, Miss. Rest assured, we understand."

The maids nodded repeatedly, trembling with fear.

Everyone knew that

the tall, willow-slender young woman before them, with ripe fruit hanging from slender branches, was not merely the eldest miss of the Zhu Family. She would also become the empire's future empress.

She was practically the guarantee of the Zhu Family's continued prosperity.

In today's Zhu Family,

who would dare offend her, much less slight her?

"Hmph!"

Zhu Zhuyun gave a cold snort, then left with her slender waist swaying.

Though she was still young,

her every word and gesture already carried some of the dignity and nobility of one in power.

She had long believed