Luo Qingchen's slap was so powerful that when Nanny Qi raised her head with stars in her eyes and her face flushed, Luo Qingchen slapped her again.
The two little maids standing next to her both looked excited, almost shouting out loud.
Feng Ling'er stood not far away, looking at Luo Qingchen in disbelief.
She could even feel the faint murderous intent in this fourteen-year-old girl.
After two slaps, Nanny Seven felt her ears begin to ring.
When Luo Qingchen was about to raise her head and slap her, she immediately kowtowed and said: "Your Highness, please spare your life, Your Highness, please don't slap me..."
People! It's all like this. If you haven't suffered, you don't know how to be afraid.
Everyone thought she was a princess who had just woken up. Even with the protection of the empress, she still didn't understand the world.
In addition, he looks relatively weak, so some servants will naturally not be respectful to him.
What's more, Nanny Seven does have some status in the palace, at least she has the image of a 'big sister' among the slaves.
But this time, Luo Qingchen completely shattered her image.
She narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Spare your life? I don't want to spare your life."
"Slave... I really know my mistake!" Nanny Seven kept kowtowing, with a slight trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.
Feng Ling'er frowned, as if she couldn't stand it anymore. She hesitated for a moment, then her face changed, and she said with a smile: "Princess, don't be angry, this slave doesn't know the rules, she has been beaten and scolded, just look at my aunt's face, let her go this time!" "
Nanny Qi was stunned for a moment, originally thinking that her master must be scolding him when he spoke.
But I didn't expect that it would actually be a peace treaty...
Luo Qingchen frowned, and a cold look flashed across her fair cheeks. This reversal was something she didn't expect.
"Your Highness, otherwise let's forget it!" He frowned, his eyes falling on her red palms, with a dim light in his eyes.
Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes coldly, feeling a little aggrieved.
Probably every girl wants to be loved and loved, and she hopes to have someone who can stand by her side to overcome the thorns.
After all, it is a belief.
The next second, she slowly raised her eyes, with a faint starlight in her clear water eyes and said: "Since Mr. Mo Ye said so, I will spare this slave's life today, but in my eyes it is not allowed. 2. Sometimes it can be forgiven if it happens once, but it cannot be forgiven if it happens the second time."
Hearing this, Feng Ling'er frowned slightly, looked at her and said, "What do you want?"
"I can keep this slave for Young Master Mo Ye's sake, but I feel uncomfortable when I see her. If Aunt Feng thinks she should stay, I will ask my father to make the decision. "The sound fell, her eyebrows narrowed slightly, and a very faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
If you want to make her unhappy, then she will make everyone unhappy.
When everyone was unhappy, she was happy.
In fact, what Luo Qingchen said didn't sound like a big problem, but for Feng Ling'er, it was a fatal problem.
Because she had no choice, princess or slave, there was no need to choose in the eyes of the current emperor.
Besides, it was the princess who the emperor and her sister protected and doted on so much.
"Auntie feels that there is no need to bother the emperor with such a trivial matter. One more slave in this palace is not too much, and one less is not a lot." Feng Ling'er lowered her eyes and glanced at the seventh nanny and said, "Just let her out of the palace." (To be continued)