Without waiting for her to reply, Shen Xiaohan let her go and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "This is the millet porridge that has been cooked for more than an hour. After you drink it, have a good rest."
Logan nodded obediently.
Shen Xiaohan left in a hurry, his steps so hurried that he almost tripped when he reached the door.
After she left, Tang Wan breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Bai was very disappointed: "Host, this is such a good opportunity, I should be able to have a miscarriage right away."
"No, Xiaobai, Rongpin has a family behind her. Even if I had a miscarriage, His Majesty would not really kill her."
"I remember that in my previous life, when His Majesty went to the hot spring palace to escape the summer heat, Concubine Rong also went with him. After returning, she was immediately sentenced to death and her entire clan was exterminated. There must be some hidden reason behind this."
"This child of nothingness must be put to the greatest possible use."
"Host, then you should make that bad woman suffer a little more."
"No, Xiaobai, Rongpin is arrogant and domineering, and is also the most proud and complacent. Demoting her is more painful than killing her."
As expected, when the imperial edict was read out in the afternoon and Rongpin was demoted, she waited until the eunuch who announced the edict left, and then she went crazy and smashed all the porcelain that could be smashed.
Veins popped on her forehead, beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks, and she gritted her teeth, "Bitch! I never pushed her away. She was the one who staged it all. Your Majesty is like a fool, completely bewitched by that vixen."
When she saw the beautiful maids in the palace, she thought of Tang Wan and became furious. She picked up the teapot of hot tea next to her and poured it directly on them.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The palace maid who was scalded by the hot water covered her face and screamed loudly.
Concubine Rong, oh no, now it was Rong who agreed. Rong agreed, but still seemed unsatisfied. He grabbed the face of the beautiful palace maid fiercely, and his nails dug deep into her flesh.
With a little force on his hands, he dug out a large piece of meat.
The little palace maid looked at her bloody hands, and her throat felt as if it was strangled, and she didn't even dare to scream.
Rong agreed to pry her mouth open and stuff the torn piece of flesh into her mouth.
The little palace maid was only fourteen or fifteen years old. How could she have ever seen such bloody and torturous methods? So she couldn't control herself, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Rong Da Ying raised his eyes, full of viciousness and cruelty: "Zhao Hai."
"The servant is here."
"Look, there are many beautiful people in this palace of mine."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall suddenly fell silent. The palace maids who were somewhat pretty quickly lowered their heads, fearing that they would end up like the little palace maid.
Rong Da Ying had lost her beauty and her status had been lowered so much, so naturally she would not let them go easily.
"Zhao Hai, tie up all those who bow their heads. I will take good care of them. Don't let anyone disturb them. Understand?"
"I understand." Zhao Hai bowed respectfully.
Rong Da Ying looked coldly at the crying palace maids, and his heart became darker and twisted.
She was like this at the beginning, and cried so sadly, but who ever felt sorry for her?
His Majesty has never cared about her at all. If that's the case, why should she keep him?
Just as she was lost in thought, a young palace maid with a face as white as a silver plate and a graceful figure grabbed her skirt, tears streaming down her face: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I will serve you like a slave in my next life..."
Rong agreed, feeling extremely annoyed at the moment, casually slapped her in the face and then kneeled down to kick her in the chest: "Who do you think you are, bitch? How dare you negotiate with me? You don't even consider your own status. You're not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
She ignored the cries of the many palace maids, and just took a dagger and cut off their flesh one by one. She felt refreshed in her heart and felt that she had never been so happy.
Among them, there were some who had served her personally for many years, but she got carried away and cut them off.
After shaving the flesh, she took out a small and exquisite jar and said, "I have medicine here. I will cure whoever wins the fight."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a drop of cold water was dropped into a boiling oil pan, and it instantly began to boil.
Those palace maids no longer cared about crying for their parents and desperately tore their former sisters apart.
"Wang Hua, please give this to me. After I get out, I'm going to marry Zhang Sheng."
"Bah, you little bitch, why should I give it to you? Are you my father or my mother? Get out!"
"Qingqing, give this to me. I am willing to give you all my money."
"Who cares about your dirty money? I want to heal my face. You've been spending lavishly over the years and don't even have ten taels of silver. Do you think you can buy my face?"
"Let go, stop pulling my hair!" One of the older palace maids looked straight ahead with tearful eyes, feeling as if her scalp was about to explode.
"Sisters, can you give me this opportunity? I will be able to leave the palace and get married in a month."
"How dare you? You want it? If you want it, come and fight for it with your ability. Who do you think you are? Why should I give in to you?"
"That's right, that's right!"
Rong agreed to just watch them tear each other apart, and the smile on his face could not be stopped: "Zhao Hai, give me a massage."
"yes."
Rong Da Ying gradually relaxed under the comfort of Zhao Hai's palm.
Half an hour later, every palace maid in the hall had some injuries on her body and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
There was only a palace maid with a calm temperament standing there, gasping for breath.
Rong agreed to open his eyes, stepped down from his seat, and lifted the maid's chin with one hand: "Are you the final winner?"
".......yes."
Rong agreed and took out the porcelain bottle: "Please stretch out your face. This medicine is very precious. Enjoy it."
"I obey your command." She knelt on the ground and closed her eyes. Perhaps because she was too nervous, her eyelids were shaking violently.
Soon, I felt a cool sensation on my face, which was refreshing and soothing.
Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a burning pain on her face.
Her face was quickly corroded, and most of it melted away, leaving you with faint visible white bones.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!” She closed her eyes, wanting to touch but not daring to, and fell to the ground, rolling around wildly.
Rong agreed but burst out laughing: "See? The person who appears to be the winner in the end is actually just a laughing stock."
She didn't look at the palace maid again, but just swayed her body and walked away holding Zhao Hai's hand.
She is going to find her brother, and her brother will definitely help her get revenge!
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