Chapter 37: Water-Removing Red Hands

Ling Zixia's voice was as soft as the wind.

But it weighed more than a thousand pounds when it fell into Guifang's ears.

Guifang's face turned extremely ugly.

She never expected it.

Ling Zixia actually dared to recruit Concubine De's spies in front of her.

This is an extremely bold decision.

It was also a direct challenge to her authority as the matron in charge.

Keep a spy with his identity exposed by your side.

This is tantamount to raising a tiger to harm oneself.

Guifang immediately felt a strong sense of opposition in her heart.

She took a deep breath.

She bowed to Ling Zixia and said.

"Auntie, think twice."

"This woman belongs to Concubine De. She has evil intentions and must not be kept."

"The safest solution is to hand it over to the Prime Minister for disposal."

She moved out of Zao Wou-Ki.

She wanted to use the prime minister's authority to suppress Ling Zixia.

However, Ling Zixia just smiled faintly.

That smile was still weak.

But with a hint of unquestionable firmness.

"Mammy, you're worrying too much."

"It is precisely because she is Concubine De's that I want to keep her."

"Sending her to the Prime Minister will only save one more life."

"The Virtuous Concubine's family is large and powerful, so it wouldn't be difficult for her to send another Zhang San or Li Si in."

“Instead of worrying about invisible ghosts, it is better to control the visible ghosts.”

"At least we know who she is and what she wants to do."

Her words were clear and coherent.

Guifang was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Mo stood aside.

He listened to Ling Zixia's words.

A trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

This concubine's thoughts were deeper and more terrifying than he had imagined.

She was not just trying to win over a maid.

She is playing a bigger game.

Guifang still refused to give in.

Her duty is to ensure Ling Zixia's safety and absolute control.

Leaving Qing'er as a variable.

This completely goes against the Prime Minister's original intention.

"What Auntie said makes sense."

"But this woman is a spy after all. Who can guarantee that she won't turn against us again?"

"If she causes trouble again in the hospital, the consequences will be disastrous."

Ling Zi-Xia seemed to have expected her to say that.

She turned around.

She looked at Qing'er who was still in a daze.

She asked softly.

"Qing'er, are you willing to follow me sincerely?"

Qing'er's body trembled violently.

She recovered from her great shock.

She looked into Ling Zixia's calm eyes.

It was as if he saw his only chance of survival.

Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees again.

This time, she was talking to Ling Zixia.

"I am willing! I am willing to serve you like a slave, even if it means death!"

Her voice was filled with relief and determination at having survived the disaster.

Ling Zixia nodded with satisfaction.

She looked at Guifang again.

"Mammy, you heard it."

"As for your concerns, I have my own way to solve them."

She said, slowly walking to the table.

The clean tea set that Qing'er had just brought was still on the table.

Next to it is a white porcelain water basin filled with clear water.

That's for washing teacups.

Ling Zixia stretched out her finger.

She gently dipped her index finger into the water jar.

Clear water is still clear water.

Nothing changes.

She pulled out her wet fingers.

She walked back to Qing'er.

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes.

She squatted down.

She used the wet finger.

He gently tapped on the back of Qing'er's bright red hands.

“Sizzle…”

An extremely subtle sound was heard.

It was like a drop of cold water falling on a red-hot iron plate.

A magical scene happened.

The center is where Ling Zixia's finger touched.

That bright blood red.

It actually began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's like paint being washed away by clean water.

After the red disappears.

Qing'er's originally fair and smooth skin was revealed.

In perfect condition.

No trace was left.

It only took a few breaths.

Ling Zixia's fingers gently stroked the back of Qing'er's hand a few times.

The strange red color on his hands disappeared completely.

As if it had never appeared.

The room fell into dead silence.

Everyone was speechless at the incredible sight before them.

Guifang's eyes were as big as bells.

She stared at Qing'er's hands which had returned to normal.

A huge wave surged in my heart.

She had just thought it was some kind of strange poison that could not be cured.

I didn't expect it to be in the hands of this aunt.

It was easily dissolved with just a drop of water.

This method.

It was completely beyond her comprehension.

Qing'er also stared at her hands blankly.

The expression on her face changed from shock to ecstasy.

Then ecstasy turned into deep awe.

She knows.

I just had a close call with death.

And the new master who pulled her back.

Possessing mysterious abilities.

Betray such a person.

The outcome will definitely be more terrible than death.

Ling Zixia did all this.

She stood up slowly.

She wiped the water stains from her fingers with her handkerchief.

She looked at Guifang again.

Her voice was still soft.

But it carries an invisible pressure.

"Mammy, are you relieved now?"

"I can make her like this."

"Naturally, I can also change her back."

"Even, make her become more terrifying than this."

"As long as she is with me, her life is in my hands."

"Do you think she dares to have second thoughts?"

Guifang's lips trembled.

She couldn't utter a word.

She looked at Ling Zixia's soft and harmless face.

A bone-chilling chill rose in my heart.

threaten.

This is the most direct.

It is also the most effective threat.

Ling Zixia is not only threatening Qing'er.

It was also threatening her.

He was even using her to threaten Zhao Wuji who was behind her.

This is her way of telling everyone.

She is not a canary that can be manipulated at will.

It is a beautiful flower that is extremely poisonous.

Anyone who wants to control her.

Everyone must be prepared to be stung by the sting.

Zhang Mo stood at the door.

He lowered his head.

Try to reduce your presence.

But his right arm was still numb.

But it kept reminding him.

Every word this aunt said was true.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing.

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of Guifang's forehead.

She knew she had no choice.

In the face of absolute power.

Any rules and responsibilities seem pale and powerless.

She finally bent her knees with difficulty.

She gave Ling Zixia an unprecedented gift.

"It is because I am stupid."

"Everything... is entirely up to Auntie."

In her voice.

There is no more temptation and persistence as before.

All that remains is pure, heartfelt obedience.

Qing'er, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this.

He also immediately kowtowed heavily to Ling Zixia.

"Your servant Qing'er, thank you for not killing me, Master!"

"From now on, my life belongs to my master!"

"If I tell you even a single lie, I will be cut into pieces!"

Mo'er and Xiaoxing were standing aside.

He was already frightened out of his wits by what was happening before his eyes.

They looked at each other.

Then he knelt down without hesitation.

They said in unison.

"This servant is willing to obey my aunt's orders."

Inside the bedroom.

Except Ling Zixia.

Everyone knelt on the ground.

The four confidants sent by Zhao Wuji.

In this quiet morning.

In the most thorough way.

To their real new master.

Offered his loyalty.

Ling Zixia stood among them.

There was no trace of smugness on her face.

There was only a bottomless calm.

She looked out the window.

The sun is shining.

She knows.

From this moment on.