Feng Lingye leaned over to the ground and pretended to be a little flustered, "I don't know what the people's daughter is guilty of, and I ask the mother to make it clear." ”

When Concubine Duan heard this, she sneered, "You are self-aware. ”

"The people's daughter is a slave of the dead country, and she has never thought of being a princess, and when she admitted that she was a concubine of the dead country, she didn't dare to bully the king, and she asked the mother not to blame." She pressed her head against the ground, and her body trembled slightly, like an ordinary timid woman.

But this scene was very useful to Concubine Duan, and the hostility and anger in her eyes decreased slightly, but she didn't tell her to get up, "Don't say that you are a slave of the dead country, even if you are the daughter of the imperial doctor of Dali, with your status as a concubine, you are not worthy of the Seventh Prince." ”

"What Niangniang said is extremely true, the people know that their status is humble, and they dare not climb high." Feng Lingye said cautiously.

If a person does nothing but do it, if someone wants to reach out and hit you, he will definitely not need a reason.

The emperor married her to the Seventh Prince and slapped Concubine Duan in the face, but Concubine Duan didn't dare to fight back, so she could only attack Feng Lingye to express her dissatisfaction.

Therefore, the palace maid, who got the hint from Concubine Duan's eyes, overturned the tea cup on the coffee table with one hand, and shouted angrily at Feng Lingye: "Seventh Imperial Princess, you actually knocked over the tea cup that the emperor rewarded Niangniang!" ”

Feng Lingye's face was stunned, although he already knew it in his heart, he still acted at a loss, and stammered, "No...... It's not me ......."

"Someone's coming!" The palace maid shouted outside the door of the palace, "The Seventh Imperial Concubine has knocked over the tea cup given by the emperor, quickly arrest her!" ”

Soon, the guards patrolling outside the palace gate rushed in and immediately pressed the panicked Feng Lingye to the ground.

"It's not me, you wronged good people, it's not me ......" Feng Lingye struggled desperately, blushing in anger because she was framed.

Concubine Duan looked at her, and became more and more disdainful, and someone around her reminded her that this Feng Lingye was a scheming woman, so she was chosen by the emperor, and it seemed that everything was nonsense.

This woman is just a straw bale.

"Break the emperor's imperial tribute, drag it down, and punish it with twenty rods to set an example. From now on, it is strictly forbidden to step into my Qinxi Zhai for half a step. ”

At the sound of the order, the guards immediately dragged her down.

"You wronged a good person, I didn't overturn it, it was the palace maid who overturned it! I was wronged! Feng Ling roared hysterically at night.

The palace maid looked at it and said fiercely: "Quickly stop her mouth!" ”

The guards immediately shoved a mass of rags into her mouth and dragged her into a snowdrift outside the yard.

The eunuchs, armed with rods and sticks, hurried and crackled at her ass.

The strength is very heavy, the board is very loud, but there is not a single ripple in this dead harem.

Soon, her lower body was bloody, staining the ground with white snow, which was shocking.

Her forehead was drenched in cold sweat, her mouth was whimpering, and her stiff body, under the loss of blood, the pain disappeared little by little, until she was numb.

She clutched the snow in her hands, her eyes empty and cold, and the hatred in her eyes was turbulent.

One day, she will stand in this world, take off the mask of meekness and straw bales, rescue her relatives, and live a noble and dignified life!

The twenty plates were quickly finished, but the wounds left behind and the blood that flowed away would never heal.

The palace maid walked up to Feng Lingye, who was lying motionless in the snow, and laughed with a "poof", "In this harem, it's really stupid to want to resist!" ”

Feng Lingye had tears in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word.

The palace maid looked at the grievances on her face, but she didn't have the slightest mercy, and after ridiculing, she looked at the eunuch who was executing, indifferent and rigid, "Carry her out of the palace, lest her blood stain the courtyard of the mother!" ”

The eunuch frowned, pinched his nose, and sharpened his throat, "But she stinks so much, and she is covered in blood......"

The palace maid's eyes were cold, "If you die in the courtyard of the mother, the emperor will blame you, can you bear it?" ”

"The miscellaneous family is serving the master, and he actually carried a lowly and humble slave to the country, and he has been blood mold for eight lifetimes!" The eunuch shouted, and reluctantly picked up Feng Lingye.

"What Seven Imperial Princesses, but it's just a cheap life! I really regard myself as my master, and I dare to enter the palace to ask for ......"

But he didn't scold a few words, and the whole person suddenly froze in place.