After hearing this, Nan Yan hurriedly lowered her head and said, "I beg your empress to forgive me."
"..."
"The snuff bottle is a New Year tribute, it was given by the emperor to the women in the harem, and the servant is just a small Shangbao female official, how can there be such a thing?"
"..."
"Just now, the slave girl was just talking nonsense in order to earn Du Siyao's truth."
Wu Wan and the others listened and looked at each other.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart—this girl is too cunning.
Speaking of just now, from seeing the things in the box, to Xia Yunting's counterattack, and then to her "nonsense", in just a short time, she was able to think of such a way to attract Du Siyao to tell the truth .
A faint smile appeared on Xu Miaoyin's face.
"Forget it," she said, "you also want to find out the truth, so I don't blame you for this matter."
As she said that, she glanced at the fragments in the box again, and said calmly: "If I knew it earlier, I would have rewarded you with this snuff bottle. I'm afraid it's well deserved."
"..."
Nan Yan was taken aback.
Xu Miaoyin flicked her sleeves, turned and walked out.
Wu Wan and the others didn't stay any longer, they all followed.
And Nan Yan slowly stood up from the ground and wanted to go out, but when she reached the door, she stopped and turned to look at Xia Yunting who was standing aside.
Her eyes were calm, but cold.
The piercing chill pierced through Xia Yunting's body all of a sudden, she was so frightened that her feet went limp and she almost fell down.
Fortunately, Fulan behind her supported her.
"Zhaoyi, what's wrong with you?"
"..."
Xia Yunting was speechless, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she didn't even dare to look up at Nan Yan.
She tremblingly said, "You, what are you looking at me for?"
"..."
Nan Yan was still calm, but took another deep look at her.
This glance seemed to be saying goodbye.
Then, she said calmly, "Zhaoyi, stand still."
"..."
"If you can't stand firmly in the harem, you will fall very ugly."
Her words were more like icy needles, piercing straight into Xia Yunting's heart. She raised her head and looked at Nan Yan's gaze that seemed to have turned ice, her face turned pale and she couldn't even speak.
Nan Yan turned around and left.
Hearing the sound of her footsteps going away, Xia Yunting trembled all over.
No quarrels, no brains, but obviously, faces have been torn.
Si Nanyan already understood.
And she henceforth-
Fu Lan whispered next to Xia Yunting: "Zhaoyi, don't be afraid, this time Zhaoyi helped Concubine Kang, and Concubine Kang will definitely find a way to reuse Zhaoyi. Si Nanyan is just a slave."
This sentence gave her a shot in the arm.
Xia Yunting took a deep breath and said, "Not bad."
"..."
"What is she, she's just a slave."
"..."
"I don't believe it, I can't compare to her!"
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Not long after returning to Yeting, Ran Xiaoyu limped back.
After receiving twenty sticks, although her body was still strong, her buttocks and thighs were also swollen. Nanyan was so distressed that her eyes were red, she hurriedly helped her lie down on the bed, and gave her hot compresses.
Softly: "Does it still hurt?"
"A piece of cake."
Ran Xiaoyu said: "It will be fine after a while, don't worry."
In fact, Nanyan had suffered before, and twenty sticks was considered a very light punishment, but when she thought that she was imprisoned by herself, she still felt as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife.
Ran Xiaoyu looked up at her and said, "It's worth the twenty sticks in exchange for seeing one person clearly."