Ling Xicheng's fair and beautiful face was covered with crystal tears. She raised her sleeve and wiped her face carelessly, then knelt upright at Ling Xijie's feet. "Okay, then just think of it as me framing you, my sister. In fact, it was my second father who got drunk and went crazy. He took a wine jar and smashed it on his head, causing a crack in his head. I think you'll be satisfied with what I said, my sister?" As she asked this rhetorical question, more tears burst out of her eyes. She hit her forehead hard on the ground, leaving a bloody gash. Her forehead was instantly dyed bright red with blood. "My second father's life is hanging by a thread. I beg you, my sister, to have mercy on me and let me ask the imperial physician to save his life."
Ling Xijie, as a bully who has always dominated the harem, has always been the one to bully others. When has she ever been wronged like this? She was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. "You monster, if you dare to talk nonsense here again, I will beat you to death."
As Ling Xijie said this, he raised his foot to kick Ling Xicheng who was kneeling on the ground, but was stopped by Ling Xihe who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.
Ling Xihe said in a gentle voice, "I've already asked the senior female official to go to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial physician. The imperial physician should have arrived at Jingxin Palace by now. Don't be sad. Xue Cifu is a lucky man. God will definitely be fine."
Ling Xihe said this and was about to pull Ling Xicheng up from the ground, but Ling Xijie pushed her away and reached out to grab Ling Xicheng's collar, "You tell everyone right now that I have never touched Lady Xue. Otherwise, I will strangle you to death, you little monster who is full of lies. You know I am a man of my words and I am not kidding you."
The commotion was so loud that Ling Shumo, who was originally flirting with Pei Jiu, also noticed the dispute. Her smile faded and she strode towards the children. "Ling Xijie, what are you doing? Whose child is this on the ground? Why is he so dirty? He actually came to the party in such a disheveled state. It's really rude."
After Ling Shumo asked this series of questions, the air around them fell silent.
Jiang He coughed dryly and whispered, "Your Majesty, the child you're asking about is the Third Emperor's daughter, Ling Xicheng. Her biological father is Xue Wu, who lives in Jingxin Palace. She had been recuperating at the manor and was brought back a few days ago. She came to see you on the first day she returned. Take a closer look at her face; it looks so much like you."
Ling Shumo touched her nose awkwardly. She was always busy with her duties, always surrounded by pretty girls and well-behaved children. Ling Xicheng hadn't been around her since she was little, so it was normal for her to not remember this little girl.
Even though she thought so, the girl in front of her was her biological daughter after all. Although she didn't have a deep affection for her, she still felt a small amount of maternal love. She bent down to help Ling Xicheng up, and only then did she see a shocking fresh wound on the child's forehead. Her face changed slightly, "What happened? Such a deep cut, I'm afraid it will leave a scar. Shi Qi, you need to go to the Imperial Hospital in person now. Imperial Physician Qin is the best at treating external injuries. Have her come and treat the Third Princess immediately."
Shi Qi received the order and left in a hurry. At this time, Lu Jinshu asked Jiufu to take out the gauze and hemostatic powder that he had always kept on him, and first simply treated the wound on Ling Xicheng's forehead.
Ling Xicheng felt a warm hand gently caressing her cheek. Half-crouching across from her, behind Lu Jun, who was wearing a gorgeous violet palace robe, the hand softly and tenderly said, "Don't be afraid, child. Imperial Physician Qin is highly skilled. You will definitely not have a scar on your face."
A very light sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance emanated from Lu Jinshu's body. Ling Xicheng couldn't help but touch his hand, and for some unknown reason she called out "Father..." When these two words came out of her mouth, she was stunned and took a half step back in panic.
Seeing her so flattered, Lu Jinshu smiled gently, "Cheng'er, I think I heard you say that Ling Xijie smashed your stepfather's forehead with a ceramic jar. What happened? Don't be afraid. Your father and your mother are here. Tell us the truth, and we will definitely take care of it for you. This palace is a place where rules are respected. You are a princess with the blood of the Ling family. No one can bully you."
Lu Jinshu's expression was even more gentle than when he first spoke, like a spring breeze. Ling Xicheng, however, suddenly snapped out of this warmth. She and this Empress Lu had no blood relationship or past history. The warmth she displayed, like a family member, was simply a way to lead her to file a complaint against Ling Xijie before the Empress.
Come to think of it, Pei Jiuyan was a tyrant in the harem, yet a concubine, relying on His Majesty's favor, constantly embarrassd Empress Lu Jinshu. Furthermore, his only beloved daughter, Ling Xijie, even disregarded Her Majesty the Crown Princess. Lu Jinshu had probably long wanted to teach this arrogant father and daughter a lesson, but simply hadn't waited for the right opportunity.
Ling Shumo glanced at Ling Xicheng, whose head was bandaged, and then at Ling Xijie, who was still furious. Her expression gradually darkened. "Empress Lu's meaning is my meaning. Ling Xicheng, if you have any grievances or grievances, please tell me. I am here today to help you."
The traces of tears on Ling Xicheng's face had originally been wiped away, but when she heard Ling Shumo was going to make the decision for her, her beautiful eyes like obsidian became watery again, and her voice was choked and incoherent, "Because my fingers are missing and my toes are fused together, Her Highness the Fourth Princess has been calling me a little monster. Whenever she gets the chance, she leads a group of attendants to beat and kick me." As she spoke, she lifted her sleeves, only to see that her fair arms were covered with redness, swelling and bruises, and the serious ones were even black and blue. Just looking at it made people gasp in pain.
Ling Shumo's gaze shifted from the shocking bruises to Ling Xicheng's face. The little girl's eyelashes were long and thick, and her eyes were now covered with a thin layer of mist, which made people feel particularly pity. Ling Xicheng was still such a young child, how could she have endured such a severe beating?
Jiang He covered her lips in disbelief, her voice filled with surprise as she cried out through her fingers, "How could this happen? You're the princess of the Heavenly Family, how could you be abused to such an extent? This is simply... simply too ridiculous."
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