Concubine Shu was dumbfounded. How could she not be broken like this
Caiyu silently put the cup away, planning to save it for next time and throw it away to his master.
On the other side, as soon as Ji Linghui returned to her palace, she was silent for a long time and took out a box of needles.
When the maid saw this, her heart trembled, but she still took the initiative to step forward and lifted up her sleeves.
Without even looking at her, Ji Linghui took a needle and stabbed the maid's arm randomly.
If you look carefully, you can still see the dense pinholes on it, and there is no intact skin on the entire arm.
The maid endured the severe pain, her face turned pale, and she did not dare to scream.
After venting her anger, Ji Linghui pulled out all the needles and blew on the maid's arm carefully.
"Xiaoxia, does it hurt?"
Xiaoxia shook her head, "Thank you, Master, for your concern. I won't feel any pain for you."
Hearing this, Ji Linghui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, go down and rest."
Xiaoxia felt like she was being pardoned and quickly retreated.
Every time the master gets angry outside and comes back, she is the one who suffers.
The master is usually quiet, but when he abuses his servants, he is extremely vicious.
The master was not like this when he was in Duke Ji's mansion. It was after entering the palace that the master's temperament changed drastically and became what he is today.
Of course, the master's usual temperament was still the same as before, but in private, he would vent his frustrations and abuse her, his personal maid.
She had been serving the young lady since she was a child and had signed a contract to sell her life. Therefore, even though she suffered great injustice, she did not dare to say a word and even tried to hide it from others.
Xiaoxia stood under the corridor and sighed softly, not knowing when this day would end.
Perhaps, the palace is really a place that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Wen Wan is like her own master. After enduring it, she actually turns into an unstable temperament.
Xiaoxia shivered and felt cold all over her body.
…
Lu Liangwei followed Zhao Qian to the imperial study room.
She was leaving the palace, so she had to tell Long Yang.
In the imperial study, Long Yang was discussing government affairs with several ministers, and Zhao Qian took Lu Liangwei to the side hall to rest.
"Second Miss, the master will finish the discussion soon and will take you out of the palace in person. If you are tired, just take a nap." Zhao Qian said considerately.
Lu Liangwei guessed that Long Yang might not be able to discuss matters that quickly, so he nodded, "That's fine. I'll trouble you, Mr. Zhao, to let me know when the emperor has finished discussing things."
"Don't worry, our family will come over and notify you as soon as possible." Zhao Qian said with a smile.
When Zhao Qian went out, Lu Liangwei lay down on the couch under Zhuyu's service.
Nothing happened, so she planned to take a nap.
But when she woke up, she saw Long Yang sitting on the chair next to him reading a book.
She was stunned for a moment, then immediately sat up, "Why are you here? The discussion is over?"
Long Yang raised his gaze from the book and landed on her little face, which was flushed from sleep. There was a hint of endearment in his eyes, "The discussion has been over for a while."
Lu Liang slightly tugged at his hair, which was a little messy as he slept, feeling slightly embarrassed, "Then why didn't you wake me up?"
"Are you in a hurry?" Long Yang stood up and sat next to the couch.
Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "No."
"Since there is no such thing, then there is no need to miss that moment." Long Yang came a little closer, and his clear and delicious breath brushed against her face.
Only then did Lu Liangwei notice that he was sitting next to her, and the distance between them was ambiguously close.
(End of chapter)