There are not many concubines in Dayuan's harem, only six in total. If a set of palace rules is sent to each palace, a total of six sets of palace rules are needed.
But the important thing is that the harem is very large and there are many people in it, so there are many palace rules and they are very long. Copying one copy is tiring enough, and now she has to copy six copies.
This is even more painful than the last time I copied the Heart Sutra.
More importantly, Feng Yinzhen also ordered that all palace people must memorize these palace rules, which means that a new assessment will be launched in the palace.
The servants already have a heavy workload every day, and now they have to add the task of reciting palace rules, so naturally they will have a lot of complaints.
There are also some slaves of humble origins who cannot even read a single word. Now they are forced to recite the palace rules, which is even more difficult.
Naturally, they would not hate their master Feng Yinzhen in their hearts, but would only put all their resentment on Zhen Cai.
Because if Zhen Cai had not caused such a thing, Feng Yinzhen would not have asked everyone in the palace to recite the palace rules.
Don't these people hate her?
As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain, especially the servants who have been suffering these days. If she is hated by these people, won’t her life be in dire straits in the future?
Thinking of this, Zhen Qia felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Jingxi hurried forward to support him and called out anxiously.
"My lord, my lord, what's wrong with you?
Your Majesty, my young mistress has fainted."
"If she faints, pour a basin of cold water on her to sober her up. If she doesn't wake up, how will she be able to copy the palace rules later?"
Feng Yinzhen's voice was light and he stood up holding Feng Wanwan and walked outside.
He had just taken a step forward when he stopped as if he had thought of something and turned to look at Zhen Qia lying on the ground.
"That's right."
"Your Majesty still loves our young master. Please forgive our young master this time for all the hard work we have put into your care."
Jingxi seemed to see hope and begged for mercy hurriedly.
Zhen Qia in her arms immediately became even weaker and more powerless.
In fact, there is no need to show it. Zhen Qia really looks as pale as death now, and even gouache cannot cover up the grayness on her face.
She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yinzhen, tears in her eyes, and pleaded in a weak voice.
"Your Majesty, I dare not ask for your forgiveness, I beg Your Majesty..."
"Let me remind you that the six copies of the palace rules need to be delivered to the masters of each palace before sunset tonight, so you have to hurry up, Zhenshi."
Feng Yinzhen remained unmoved. He just said this stiffly and then left the house with Feng Wanwan.
Feng Wanwan stretched her head to look, and saw that Zhen Qia was like a piece of hard wood, falling into Jingxi's arms with a thud.
This time, I really fainted.
[Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, my dad is really hard-hearted. I put so much thought into it, painting my eyebrows and eyes, and even made this snow water tea for him, but in the end, my dad turned against me and punished me.]
[Not only was the punishment so severe, but it also brought this wave of hatred upon Zhen Qia. As a result, everyone in the harem would absolutely hate Zhen Qia.]
[Her future days in the palace will definitely be difficult.]
[No wonder they say, 'No one can be a hero without being ruthless.' My father's move was so effective without bloodshed. It's truly brilliant.]
Hearing Feng Wanwan making tut-tut sounds in his arms, Feng Yinzhen couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for you?
The next second, Feng Yinzhen indeed heard Feng Wanwan's surprised laughter.
[Oh my, I got another reward? Not bad!]
[Two thousand points this time? Not bad!]
[So, by constantly messing with the heroine, you can complete the system tasks? Not bad! ]
Three consecutive "Not bad, not bad", each one louder and more joyful than the last.
Feng Yinzhen raised the corner of his lips in a proud arc, hiding his achievements and fame: Little boy, now you know why your father did this, right?
Isn't it to let you complete more tasks issued by the system, let you earn more points, and make you happier?
The next morning.
Zhen Qia almost collapsed on the bed, her makeup washed off, revealing a sallow face underneath.
Jingxi brought in a bowl of medicine and called softly.
"My lady, I have made some ginseng soup for you. Would you like to drink some to nourish your body?"
"I don't want to drink anymore. Just rest and drink it yourself."
Zhen Qia has woken up, but her eyes are dim, as if she has lost hope in this world.
Jingxi frowned.
"My lady, you haven't been in good health to begin with, and you spent the whole day copying palace rules in the wind yesterday, which has made you even weaker. Ginseng soup is very nourishing, you should drink some.
Only when you have restored your body, your complexion will improve, and you will be able to better strive for the Holy Grace."
"Holy grace? How can I get the Holy Grace? Quietly, can't you see that I have no chance?"
When mentioning this, Zhen Qia smiled bitterly.
Having experienced the treatment of being pampered, she knew very well that Feng Yinzhen in this life did not pamper her at all.
In fact, it was impossible for her to receive divine grace.
In her previous life, Feng Yinzhen doted on her. Even when she challenged his former favorite, Concubine Hua, he would only scold her and not punish her. But in this life, she was severely punished by him for just making a small mistake.
This attitude is too obvious.
Not to mention doting on her, he probably didn't even have any good feelings towards her, so he wouldn't show her any mercy.
She now even suspected that the man came to see her every day just to tease her, just like teasing a hungry dog with a piece of meat.
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