Srilan didn't expect Song Jiao to take action directly, but when he thought of the princess who had obeyed him before, he got up and shouted, "I want to break up with you!"
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
Song Jiao: ???
Why is she acting so important? Is she a garbage bag? Why is she so full of things?
At this moment, the plot flooded into my mind like a tide, as clear as if I had experienced it myself.
The original owner, Divya Iris, was the youngest princess in the empire. She possessed remarkable magical talent since childhood and was deeply loved by the royal family.
She grew up in luxury and had never experienced the hardships and difficulties of the world.
By her side, there is always a maid named Srilan. Since the two grew up together, Iris never regarded Srilan as just a maid, but as her closest friend, sharing each other's secrets and dreams.
However, this pure friendship quietly deteriorated one day.
Srilan found Iris, with an unprecedented determination in his eyes.
She recounted the tragic life stories of her relatives and begged Iris to help them get a chance to change their identities.
Srilan proposed a plan that seemed simple but was full of risks: to have an open ring match between Elise and her relative Oswald. As long as Elise "lost" the match, Oswald would be recognized by the royal family as the winner and become Elise's fiancé.
Although Elise had her concerns, she decided to lend a helping hand after hearing Srilan's relative's touching story.
She never thought that this decision would become the starting point of a turning point in her destiny.
On the day of the competition, Iris deliberately let Oswald win.
However, she never expected that this seemingly joking game would put her in an unprecedented predicament.
Not only did she lose the face of the royal family, but she was also forced to get engaged to Oswald.
She tried to get them to admit it was just a joke, but Sriram and Oswald responded coldly: "I accept the loss."
Iris's situation became increasingly difficult. Because she had disgraced the imperial family and married a commoner, she was ruthlessly exiled to a remote fiefdom, forbidden to return to the imperial capital without imperial decree.
During her time in the fiefdom, she was murdered by Sri Lanka and Oswald, and her life came to an abrupt end at that moment.
Srilan and Oswald returned to the imperial capital under the pretext of transporting Iris's body.
They took advantage of the royal family's grief over the loss of the princess and launched a sudden coup, killing everyone who got in their way.
In the end, they successfully ascended the throne and began their so-called "happy life".
On the day Sriram became queen, she came to Iris's tomb on purpose.
A triumphant sneer graced her face, her eyes gleaming with a desire for power and a mockery of the past.
"Iris, you're such a complete fool," she whispered. "From the moment I approached you, I've been planning how to pull you down from that position. Why are you the noble princess, while I'm just a lowly maid? Now, I finally have everything I wanted."
This memory haunted Iris's soul like a nightmare, making her unable to let go.
The original owner’s wish: to make these two people live a life worse than death, infamous, like rats crossing the street.
Song Jiao called out softly, and the head maid hurried over, her face etched with worry, beads of sweat etched across her forehead. She had, of course, heard about today's incident and felt uneasy. Though the little princess was doted on, if she lost this duel, she would likely face punishment.
"Your Highness, this is too risky. What if... what if you lose? What will you do then?" The head maid stood at the door, her voice filled with unconcealable worry and fear.
She was the original owner's most trusted confidant, so her mood at the moment was naturally unusual.
Song Jiao, however, appeared remarkably calm, as if she had everything under control. "Go to the dean and have her expel Srilan and remove her from the list of maids. I'll handle the rest myself." Her voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.
Although the head maid was full of doubts, she did not dare to ask more questions. She just replied "yes" and left in a hurry.
Song Jiao sneered. Doesn't Srilan really understand who she relies on? He doesn't even know why he was able to attend the aristocratic college?
Without the original owner, she is nothing.
It's time to let her understand what the gap is. She is not aware of her own position.
As expected, after Srilan learned that she had been expelled from school, she immediately came to the door in anger. However, as soon as she stepped into the courtyard gate, she was stopped by the maids.
"Iris, what do you mean? Come out!" Srilan roared loudly, completely disregarding his identity.
Upon hearing this, the head maid raised her hand and slapped Srilan in the face, "You think a lowly person like you can call out His Highness's name casually?"
Srilan covered his face with his hands, a look of disbelief on his face, "You dare to hit me?"
Iris sneered and raised her hand again, "Who are you? Can't I hit you?"
At this time, Song Jiao, wearing a slim-fitting dress, slowly walked to the gate.
The maids pushed open the door and saw Srilan who was still roaring.
The other maids were busy bringing tables and chairs and serving exquisite afternoon tea and snacks.
Song Jiao sat upright on the chair, her eyes glaring coldly at Srilan. "Srilan, after all these years, haven't you learned even the most basic etiquette of respect and inferiority? Is it because I indulged you too much that you became so disrespectful?"
It was really shocking that a maid dared to yell at the princess.
"Head maid, take action! Don't stop until she admits her mistake!" Song Jiao's order was concise and firm.
Upon hearing this, Iris winked at the person next to her.
The two men immediately stepped forward and pinned Sriram to the ground.
The maids clapped their hands left and right, and the sound of slapping could be heard one after another.
Srilan obviously didn't expect that the princess who had always been obedient would actually attack her. After being slapped more than a dozen times, she realized that Song Jiao was not joking, but was serious.
She immediately started crying out, "Your Highness, Srilan knows he was wrong, he really knows he was wrong."
Song Jiao picked up the teacup, took a sip gracefully, and said in a faint voice, "Wrong? What's wrong?"
"Srilan doesn't know what he did wrong. Please tell me, Your Highness." Srilan just didn't want to admit it directly.
Song Jiao stood up and slowly walked to Srilan, stepped on her hand, and poured tea over her head. "Don't know? It seems I need to brainwash you. Otherwise, you won't know what you did wrong."
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