Su Tiyue closed her eyes, her mind filled with the pitiful and tragic cries of the little palace maid...
She trembled uncontrollably in Liu Wan's arms, and she was crying but made no sound.
Xiao Anzi took off his thick cotton shirt and gently covered Su Tiyue's legs, which couldn't move at all. Then he knelt down beside her and reached out his hands... carefully covering her ears.
He didn't want the Empress to hear that voice; he knew she was afraid of that voice and that person...
After an unknown amount of time, the noise from upstairs gradually subsided, and then there was no sound at all.
Everything returned to silence.
Xiao Anzi got up, crouched down along the corner of the wall, and secretly peeked into the distance. He saw the emperor, with his large belly, swaying and leaving in the direction of Nanyang Gate.
When the emperor left, he was accompanied by three palace maids and two eunuchs.
One of the eunuchs was carrying a woman covered in wounds, almost naked, who was already lifeless.
Clearly, that palace maid was tortured to death.
This is something that often happens in the palace.
The emperor was licentious and tyrannical, and countless concubines died at his hands, let alone a nameless and lowly palace maid.
Xiao Anzi turned and ran over, his eyes filled with heartache. He whispered, "Your Majesty, this servant will take you back... Let's go back."
Su Tiyue's eyes were glazed over. She nodded, put her hands on the ground, and tried to stand up, but it was all in vain.
Even with Liu Wan supporting her, she still couldn't stand up.
She had lost all feeling in both legs; she seemed to have become a cripple... Her legs seemed to be useless.
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