Chapter two hundred and thirteen: obsessed with madness(2/2)
The pain was as intense as burning my heart.
"Who allowed you to put down your **?"
Listening to Mrs. Cui's voice getting closer and closer, I couldn't hold back my resentment just now when I said "**"; I hugged her body tightly and said arrogantly: "**? She is the emperor after all.
How can this person be the ** in your mouth? And she did nothing wrong, so why should she be subjected to such insults?"
Mrs. Cui saw that she had always been calm since the first day she entered the Huanyi Bureau. She never thought that she would be so uncontrollable today because of a slave. It seemed that the man was right. She had always been concerned about the hearts of the people around her.
good.
Insult? Everyone here has been insulted, how can we not treat them equally?
"Going in and out of the Clothes Bureau without permission, your master is not here, so a slave should naturally be punished for his master." There was no chance to teach her a lesson, but today was a chance to vent all the anger of the past few days.
"What happened last night happened for a reason and has nothing to do with Zi Ling. If you want to punish me, punish me."
Seeing her body like this and being so brave in front of a slave, he smiled ridiculously. He walked to her side and looked up at Chen Zhaoyi, who had been so beautiful in the past. Now he is still in front of her.
begging for mercy under the whip.
"Do you think that the people in the harem who were brought into Chenlan Palace by the emperor don't know about it? At this moment, you are still a slave. You still have to listen to me." He walked towards her side step by step and pulled her up, disdainfully.
He looked at her with a cunning smile. He pushed her to the ground and looked at her weakness. He pulled out the whip from his body and hit the ground hard with a crisp sound.
When everyone saw this scene, they were so frightened that they did not dare to make any sound. They walked aside silently, each busy with their own things.
Ye Yilan, who was pushed to the ground, had no strength to hold herself up at this moment. Her fists were clenched tightly, and her eyes were filled with hatred.
Zi Ling saw the whip hitting her empress one after another. Now she could only squirm slowly and cover it with her own body.
Ye Yilan saw the situation and wanted to push her away. She didn't need to be implicated in this matter at all: "Zi Ling, please leave me alone, you are already injured."
As the whip went down, my lips were bitten all the time. No matter how much pain my body felt, I couldn't make any sound. Only by enduring it can I understand the pain.
"My slave promised to the Emperor that I would protect my empress. Yes, it was my fault that I failed to protect my empress. This punishment is nothing."
A piece of cake?
She was already hurt and couldn't bear it at all, yet she still acted so bravely.
Chapter completed!