Faced with Zhao Yuwan's fury, all the servants in the palace knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to raise their heads.
Even so, Zhao Yuwan still took her anger out on them.
Staring at one of the palace maids, she said coldly, "Why are you trembling? This princess is terrifying."
The palace maid trembled even more violently, almost collapsing to the ground, and stammered, "This...this servant isn't afraid, it's...it's just a little cold..."
"Oh? Cold?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwan sneered, "Very well, since it's so cold, you should wear more clothes. Someone, bring me my cloak."
The palace maid didn't know what Zhao Yuwan was going to do, and dared not resist, so she could only lie on the ground and wait in fear.
"Princess, the cloak has been brought."
Before long, a huge sandalwood chest was brought in.
When all the cloaks inside were taken out—more than a dozen in total—the palace maid's eyes lit up with anticipation and envy upon seeing their splendor.
As palace maids, they had never worn such fine things before.
However, Zhao Yuwan had already taken in her expression, and said with a faint smile, "It seems you really like these cloaks..."
The palace maid didn't think much of it and simply said truthfully, "The princess's cloak is meticulously sewn, one of a kind in the world, and extremely luxurious. Of course, I like it."
"You're quite the talker. Do you like all of these?" Zhao Yuwan asked casually, looking at her fingers.
Seeing that Zhao Yuwan seemed to have calmed down, the palace maid relaxed her guard and nodded, saying, "Yes, this servant likes them very much."
The palace maid even wondered if Zhao Yuwan wanted to give her all the cloaks.
After all, Zhao Yuwan had always been a very extravagant person.
Then she heard words that sounded like the judgment of death.
"Since you like them all, then these dozen or so cloaks are all yours. Put them on now, and if you dare to wear even one less, I'll cut off a piece of your flesh."
After Zhao Yuwan finished speaking coldly, she continued to order, "If she's cold, just wearing a cloak isn't enough. Lock her in the side hall and make the charcoal fire burn at its brightest."
Upon hearing this, the palace maid's face turned deathly pale, and she began to kowtow repeatedly, begging for mercy, "Princess, please spare me! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Wearing so many cloaks would be heavy, stuffy, and completely unbreathable. If there were still charcoal fires burning, she would surely be burned to death!
"Oh, then tell me, where did you go wrong?" Zhao Yuwan narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile.
But to the palace maid, that smile was twisted and terrifying, filling her with dread.
She stammered, "I wasn't cold, it was...it was because I was scared. I shouldn't have lied, please forgive me, Your Highness!"
"Oh, so it seems you were deceiving this princess just now?"
Zhao Yuwan finished speaking calmly, then suddenly kicked the palace maid hard in the chest, saying coldly, "How dare you deceive this princess! Drag her away and slap her a hundred times, then send her to the side hall. She must be warmed up properly!"
"No, Princess, I truly know I was wrong, please forgive me... um..."
The palace maid tried to beg for mercy, but she was quickly covered up and dragged away.
"Slap slap slap..."
Soon, the sound of the motherboard being slapped in the mouth rang out in the courtyard, causing all the other palace maids present to tremble involuntarily and remain silent.
After being slapped, the palace maid, her mouth full of blood, was dragged in, delirious.
Then, the cloaks were wrapped around the palace maids one by one, and then tied tightly with ropes before being sent into the side hall.
After venting her emotions, Zhao Yuwan finally calmed down and leaned against the soft footstool, coldly asking, "How are the men I sent out doing? Have they arrived in Qiongzhou yet?"
"Your Highness, the urgent letter we received two days ago should have arrived on the island by now," the personal maid said, respectfully handing over a cup of tea.
Zhao Yuwan took a sip, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Hmph, so what if she's made a county princess? She'll have to see if she's even alive to live that life!"
“The guards we sent were all highly skilled. That little bitch is just a weak woman who can't even kill a chicken. She's definitely going to die.”
Upon hearing this, the personal maid quickly said, "You were restricted before on the way to exile for fear of attracting attention, but now on that wretched island, that little slut won't be so lucky."
"Hmm." Zhao Yuwan nodded in satisfaction.
She also felt that even if Yun Zhourong was incredibly lucky, she would never be able to escape the assassination attempts of so many experts.
"Princess, the person is gone."
At this moment, the palace maid wrapped in ten cloaks was carried out. Her face was flushed red from the heat, and her eyes were closed, indicating that she had stopped breathing.
"Hmph, dying so easily, how boring."
Upon hearing the report, Zhao Yuwan said without even looking up, "Throw her into a mass grave, just in case. You know what to do with her family, right?"
Upon hearing this, the personal maid's heart fluttered, and she subconsciously wanted to plead for mercy, but in the end she kept her mouth shut.
Yun Zhourong knew nothing about the situation here.
Today, she went up the mountain as usual to teach the mute slaves sign language. By the time she came down the mountain, it was already evening.
"Zhao Da, An'an, hurry up and go home."
Yun Zhourong greeted the two people who were squatting face to face on the ground.
As a result, the two remained together and did not respond to what she said.
This made Yun Zhourong somewhat puzzled.
After all, given how much the two little shadows liked her, they would usually obey her every word.
However, the way these two people think cannot be viewed from the perspective of normal people.
Seeing that she couldn't get through to them, she had no choice but to walk over herself and follow them to their side.
Then I saw that there was a monkey lying on the ground, curled up...?
Yun Zhourong was very surprised. They had been clearing land here for so long and had never seen a monkey before!
At this moment, Zhao Xuanheng was gently poking at the little monkey with a stick.
And, whispering to Zhou Yueshan, "Look, it's a little brother, but he's grown hair."
“The long-haired younger brother…” Zhou Yueshan nodded in agreement.
"Little brother, get up and play with us," Zhao Xuanheng said, continuing to poke the little monkey with the stick.
Upon seeing this, Yun Zhourong quickly stepped forward, picked up the little monkey, and examined it carefully.
They found that it had no external injuries, was just unconscious, and was very thin.
"Why is this little monkey all alone here? Is it lost?" I remember that monkeys are social creatures.
Especially for such a small monkey, it should stay with its mother.
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