The woodshed was dark and cold at night. Liu Mei was tied up and thrown into the middle of a pile of firewood. The firewood beneath her was painfully hard, and the night wind coming through the window made her shiver.
She usually wears the thinnest spring clothes possible to look good. But right now, these thin clothes offer no warmth at night.
With a creak, the door to the woodshed opened.
The sudden appearance of the torches and the elongated shadow cast by the firelight at the doorway made Liu Mei tense up.
She had been hungry all day, and her mouth was stuffed with a dishcloth. When she saw someone coming, she made muffled noises, but it was impossible to hear what she was saying.
Zhao Yun slowly walked in from outside the door and ordered someone to remove the dishcloth that was covering her mouth.
Yu Ming stepped forward, roughly pulled the gag out of Liu Mei's mouth, kicked her in the chest, spat in her face, and cursed, "You audacious little hussy! You even dare to harm the mistress, I think you're tired of living!"
Liu Mei was nearly knocked unconscious by the kick Yu Ming delivered. She gasped for breath, staring intently at Zhao Yun.
"Why wasn't it you who miscarried? Why wasn't it you?!" she shouted hoarsely.
Just as Yu Ming was about to kick her again, Zhao Yun stopped her.
"Liu Mei, I have never been harsh with you since I entered the manor." Zhao Yun just wanted an answer.
"You've never been harsh with me, but your strained relationship with the young master has affected me!" Liu Mei said bitterly. "Because the young master despises you, he'd rather go to Aunt Zhao's Pear Fragrance Courtyard than come to the main courtyard. Because the young master despises you, he deliberately sleeps in Yunxiang's side room. But why does the young master despise me too? I clearly lost a child for him!"
Yu Ming looked at Zhao Yun in astonishment and said, "Miss, has Liu Mei lost her mind? She's jealous that Bai Yunxiang was promoted to a secondary wife while she herself is still a lowly concubine, and she's taking out her resentment on you?"
Zhao Yun remained standing at the doorway, looking down at Liu Mei.
"Because you once lost a child for the young master, so you're unwilling to accept it and want me to lose a child too?" she suddenly laughed. "Liu Mei, you shouldn't have used these underhanded tricks in the inner quarters on me."
Seeing Zhao Yun's meaningful smile, Liu Mei suddenly became frightened. Her body trembled as she asked, "What...what are you going to do to me?"
"What to do? Naturally, to grant your wish." Zhao Yun said, enunciating each word as if she were using all her strength.
After saying that, she took a deep breath and shouted, "Someone come here!"
Immediately, a servant carrying a bamboo basket hurried to Zhao Yun's side. Zhao Yun glanced at the basket, then at Liu Mei on the ground, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Has the medicine been given?" Zhao Yun asked softly, her voice carrying an undeniable chill.
"Yes, young mistress, she has been fed. The medicine should be taking effect by now," the servant replied obsequiously, a repulsive smile on his face.
"Alright, take it and let Liu Mei enjoy it," Zhao Yun coldly ordered.
After receiving the order, the servant picked up the bamboo basket and slowly walked towards Liu Mei. At the same time, two other servants also stepped forward and firmly held down Liu Mei's arms, making her unable to move.
Liu Mei's mouth was gagged again, preventing her from making any sound.
But her eyes were filled with fear and despair; she didn't know what would happen next.
Just then, the servant opened the bamboo basket and poured its contents onto Liu Mei.
Instantly, Liu Mei felt a chill emanating from her body, as if countless snakes were crawling on her skin.
Liu Mei's eyes widened as she tried to struggle, but her strength was far inferior to that of the two servants. She could only watch helplessly as she was enveloped by this unknown fear.
"Liu Mei, don't blame me. Who gave you the audacity to plot against the young master's offspring?" the servant said to Liu Mei with a sneer, his voice full of mockery and disdain.
As time went on, Liu Mei's face grew paler and paler, and her body began to tremble.
She didn't know how long this terrible punishment would last; all she knew was that she might die soon.
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