The prostitute gritted her teeth and didn't look at the shadow, but she still didn't give up the idea of doing it, the shadow's eyes darkened, and she simply brought the person in front of Qin Miaomiao, and told Qin Miaomiao what she was going to do.

Seeing the angry appearance of the prostitute, Qin Miaomiao sighed softly, her hands clenched tightly into a fist.

"As the so-called gentleman is not too late to take revenge for ten years, why should you give in to the anger of these days?"

He knew that the prostitute in front of him must be unhappy in his heart, and the prostitute herself had a relationship with the prince at other levels, which made her even more irritable.

Presumably, it would be troublesome for anyone to serve a person who has an enemy, and the prostitute has done a relatively good job.

"It's not too late to take revenge on the gentleman for ten years, I will definitely calm my mood and let this matter end." She exhaled softly and stared blankly into the distance.

"The most important thing at the moment is the prince's injury, presumably the crown princess will also make a big deal here, you have to be careful when you go back this time."

After finishing speaking, Qin Miaomiao shook her head gently.

As an outsider, I have already understood this matter thoroughly, and the princess herself is not a good stubble, so if you don't make a big deal, you won't be called the crown princess.

"I understand." I saw that the prostitute lowered her eyes gently, her eyes were full of loss, and she had already become numb to this matter.

"It's not too early, you have a good rest, remember what I said to you today." After finishing speaking, Qin Miaomiao closed the heavy door of the room, giving the prostitute time to think alone.

It was late in the night, and the sound of the wind gradually intensified, and only a creaking sound was heard, and the courtesan opened the window, and the cold and biting wind poured into the house, and the other courtesan shivered.

The next day, the sun shone into the bed through the heavy curtains, and the prostitute was already dressed and ready to leave for the East Palace, and when she came to the East Palace, the prince was still the same as when she left.

She frowned, anger rising again at the sight of the man's appearance.

Then she shook her head gently, just like Qin Miaomiao said, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, why should she ruin all her plans for the sake of this moment.

Then she skillfully picked up the towel that had been soaked and gently wiped the stains on the prince's body, just as Qin Miaomiao thought, the prince's illness quickly spread to the princess's ears.

I saw a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she shook the teacup in her hand from time to time, "The prince is sick?" Is the news true? ”

The maidservant in front of her fingertips repeatedly confirmed the accuracy of the news, and then, the crown princess opened her eyes, "Heh, this is a good thing, I have wanted to teach her a lesson for a long time, but I didn't expect to give me such a good opportunity now."

I saw the maidservant in front of me looking at the princess with a stunned look, and swallowed her saliva a little stiffly, "I don't know what the princess means, but?" ”

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of disgust, "Naturally, the reason for the prince's illness is all blamed on the prostitute." ”

Then the servant girl was stunned, and then she quickly lowered her head.

"Ya prostitute, Ya prostitute, you don't have to blame your sister, you can only blame yourself for provoking the fire." After speaking, she got up and led everyone to the prince's house.

At this time, the prostitute was leisurely eating the pastries that had just been delivered from the kitchen, after all, she had been busy all day, and it was not too much to take a break once in a while.

But at this moment there was a noisy sound outside the door, she frowned slightly, and just as she was about to get up, the door was opened.

"Madam, the crown princess is waiting for you in the main hall." Then the man departed, leaving the prostitute alone.

Fortunately, she had already been mentally prepared, and went to the main hall to look for the princess without panic, only to see the princess holding tea in one hand and pastries in the other.

"The things in this prince's mansion are delicious, but some people are afraid that they will not be able to eat them in this life." Then her eyes were fixed on the prostitute.

"Why, isn't my sister going to explain why the prince vomited blood?"

"What's the explanation for this, the prince is not in good health, I just take care of it."

"Oh? I'm afraid my sister doesn't take care of it, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a cold breath in the room, and the eyes of the two were tightly staring at each other, provoking the people around them to dare not make a loud noise.

"Come on, lock me up in the firewood room, and wait for the prince's injuries to heal before I leave."

The prostitute didn't say much, she knew that the crown princess would definitely take advantage of this matter to take care of her, so she was taken to the firewood room without too much movement.

Xu is because of some previous reasons, she has long been extremely calm about these things, and the news that the prostitute was locked up in the firewood room soon reached the ears of many concubines, and they have long been dissatisfied with what the prostitute has done.

Seeing that the prostitute has been treated like this now, not to mention how happy he is in his heart.

"Alas, I heard that someone will bring her three meals a day in the firewood room, so it's better for us to ......"

Soon everyone came to an agreement, and they exchanged the lunch that was supposed to be given to the prostitute for the leftovers from the people in the house.

The prostitute's lunch was like this for seven days in a row, and the stubborn character made the body of the prostitute even worse. Within seven days, she had simply eaten something she could eat, and her body was already delicate.

At this moment, there was a burst of restless sound outside the firewood room, and tiredness had already hung all over her body, and she didn't say anything, just lay on the ground alone.

I heard a bang, and the door opened.

A few concubines who were particularly fond of standing out stood in front of the prostitute, and they looked as if they were looking at a sick person.

Everyone brought gold and silver jewelry to their bodies, eager to fill the headdress and necklace.

"Yo, isn't this a prostitute?"

The crowd had been here for about half an hour, and the weary prostitute did not want to pay attention to them.

But what she didn't expect was that the more she ignored the crowd, the more energetic she became.

At first, it was just an ordinary verbal attack, but by the end of the concubine, she couldn't help but do it to her.

In the end, only a tired prostitute was left on the ground, scarred and wounded, while the rest of the crowd had already left with a smile on their faces.

Before they knew it, another seven days had passed, and the concubines remembered what the prostitutes had done to them before, and their hearts were once again angry.

"We might as well put her to death today while no one is there, and no one will know when we ask anyway, so we might as well say that she died of starvation."

Soon everyone was ready to go.

And the prince in the house also recovered after a few days of recuperation, and the first news he heard when he opened his eyes was about the prostitute in the firewood room.

"Is that true?"

"Absolutely."

After speaking, the prince didn't care about his own illness and quickly went to the firewood room.