This undoubtedly greatly pleased King Ning's abnormal psychology.
After he had satisfied himself, he took her in out of mercy.
When she was carried back to Prince Ning's Mansion, she was covered in bruises and her whole body was almost falling apart, but she endured the humiliation and contempt and persevered with gritted teeth.
She was already good at playing the piano, chess, singing and dancing, and she also specially learned how to serve and please men in bed. She took every step carefully and finally became the favorite concubine of Prince Ning.
I was able to live in peace under his protection.
Thinking of this, Xia Qinghe raised her head and drank the whole glass of wine.
After three rounds of drinking, the young emperor died of fatigue, and the empress dowager also left on the pretext of being drunk, leaving only the Regent Xiao Qingyun, Prince Ning, their ministers, and their families.
After the dishes were served, everyone was talking excitedly while drinking and chatting.
Lingzhi listened absentmindedly, sipping tea from time to time.
At this time, Xia Qinghe over there glanced at Lingzhi from a distance, with a malicious smile on her lips.
She immediately took the arm of Prince Ning beside her and said with a sweet smile, "Your Highness, speaking of which, the Saint is also an old friend. Why don't you lead everyone to toast her with a few more glasses of wine?"
If someone else had played the role of the high and mighty saint, Xia Qinghe wouldn't have thought anything of it, but it was Lingzhi, the person she hated the most. How could she tolerate this?
And she felt that she was being suppressed.
Why!
Lingzhi was just a lowly maid before, but now she has become the favorite concubine of Prince Ning. Why is she still inferior to her?
Prince Ning didn't notice Xia Qinghe's little thoughts at all, or even if he knew, he wouldn't take them to heart.
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