After divorce, the princess was forced to raise the villain

Song Xinyu looked down at the dirty hem of her skirt, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she still called to the maid next to her to help Jiang Weiwei up.

She handed over a brocade handkerchief and asked, "Why did it look like this? What happened?"

"Shen Ling, Shen Ling is going to pull out my tongue!" Jiang Weiwei cried out in panic. She hid behind Song Xinyu and told her what had just happened.

"Shen Ling, how can you be so petty when you become the princess? Weiwei just said a few jokes casually, and you still have to argue with her." After Song Xinyu learned the cause and effect, she said lightly, trying to explain this matter The matter was revealed in this way, and the words did not forget to ridicule.

However, Shen Ling didn't listen to her at all. She saluted directly to the old emperor who had not yet left, "Please, Your Majesty, make the decision for me!"

The old emperor had already taken everything seriously and did not want to deal with the matter, so he remained silent.

"Father, Weiwei just said a few jokes. They were all unintentional. How could it be worth Shen Ling's need to go into such a big fight?" Song Xinyu relied on her identity and walked up to the old emperor, coquettishly, "In the worst case, let's give up." Weiwei just apologizes, Father, are you right?"

As Song Xinyu said this, she also winked at Jiang Weiwei. Jiang Weiwei got the hint and felt confident.

"I'm sorry, I just said the wrong thing. Princess, please forgive me." Jiang Weiwei casually saluted Shen Ling, her tone a little perfunctory.

With Song Xinyu here, she is no longer afraid of Shen Ling.

"Weiwei apologized, Shen Ling, please forgive Weiwei." Song Xinyu's attitude was light and did not take it seriously.

"I, the princess, was personally canonized by the emperor. For her to question my identity as princess and insult me ​​is to question and insult the Holy One! She simply doesn't take the Holy One seriously!"

The old emperor remained silent, obviously unwilling to be reconciled, but Shen Ling's clever words led to the matter becoming Jiang Weiwei's insult to the Holy One, and now the old emperor would not be able to do anything unless he did so.

Jiang Weiwei's lips, which had regained some color, turned pale again. She shivered and hid behind her, losing her previous aura.

"Father, Weiwei was unintentional. For her father's sake, let's spare her this time." Song Xinyu felt a little uneasy and hurriedly defended Jiang Weiwei.

Shen Ling snorted coldly, "Princess, are you confused? Do you want to question the Holy One for the sake of an outsider?"

It was just a fight that the little girl only saw. The old emperor didn't want to get involved in this matter. However, Shen Ling was so eloquent that he could only follow Shen Ling's wishes and said, "Shen Ling is my personally appointed princess. Jiang Weiwei said If you tell lies, you must not let them go easily."

"Father! That's tongue-pulling! How can Weiwei endure this? I hope father will be merciful!"

Song Xinyu quickly interceded for her servant, but the old emperor didn't listen at all.

"Little Zhengzi, I'm tired." The emperor waved his hand, and the eunuch left the Shoudai, which was regarded as acquiescing to Shen Ling's punishment of Jiang Weiwei.

Thinking of what would happen to her later, Jiang Weiwei's lips kept trembling, and she cried, "Princess, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just said the wrong thing. I will never dare to do it again. Please let me go!"

Shen Ling clamped Jiang Weiwei's chin with one hand and took some time to contemplate Jiang Weiwei's embarrassed and frightened expression.

"This apology sounds more genuine than before." Shen Ling then let go of her hand, "Come here! Tie Jiang Weiwei up for me!"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Princess, please let me go!"

Jiang Weiwei was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Shen Ling to beg for mercy. The floor tiles were soon stained red with blood.

The palace attendant quickly brought a rope to tie up Jiang Weiwei. Song Xinyu looked anxious and was about to stop her, but was blocked by Jing Si.

"Princess, I have something important to discuss with the princess. I would like to ask the princess to lend me a moment to speak."

Looking at Jing Si with a gentle smile in front of her, Song Xinyu was instantly dazzled by the beauty. She didn't care about Jiang Weiwei's life or death, so she followed Jing Si away.

With no one to stop her anymore, Shen Ling completely let go of her hands and feet. She picked up the slapping tool and used it to slap the tied up Jiang Weiwei within a few inches.

Jiang Weiwei was beaten so much that she wanted to scream but didn't dare, because when she screamed and her face was pulled like this, it would only hurt more.

In just a few strokes, Jiang Weiwei's originally fair and beautiful face was beaten into a pig's head, her skin became purple and could rip and bleed at any time.

After forty slaps, even her parents would not recognize Jiang Weiwei's face.

Shen Ling was just trying to establish her authority this time. Seeing that her goal was achieved, she had no intention of continuing to punish Jiang Weiwei. She signaled the palace officials to loosen Jiang Weiwei's bonds.

"I feel happy today that I have sealed the title of princess. These forty slaps are to punish you for speaking rudely to me. As for pulling out your tongue, this princess considers it your first offense, so I will let you go for the time being."

Jiang Weiwei, who originally thought she was going to lose her tongue, felt as if she had come to life again after hearing this.

She was ecstatic and kowtowed to Shen Ling who let her go, "Thank you, Princess! Don't worry, Princess, I will never say anything wrong about the Princess in the future!"

Jiang Weiwei's swollen face was split open due to her violent movements, and blood flowed out, but she didn't care.

Shen Ling turned around and left the place to return to her seat. When she saw Song Xinyu being sent away by Jing Si with an excuse, she felt nauseated. She didn't want to see Song Xinyu's face at all.

The title of princess has been obtained, and she no longer wants to stay at this birthday banquet, but before she leaves...

Shen Ling rolled her eyes and threw herself into Jing Si's arms, knocking Song Xinyu beside Jing Si and staggering.

"Husband, my hand hurts so much. It must have been injured when I punished Jiang Weiwei just now." Shen Ling's watery eyes seemed to be filled with tears, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Let me take a look." Jing Si took the hand handed over by Shen Ling. The white palm was pink, and it was so delicate that there was no trace of any scars.

Their eyes met, and a smile appeared in Jing Si's eyes. It turned out that this girl was acting.

"It will be better if your husband blows on it." Shen Ling winked mischievously and hinted wildly.

"Okay, let's blow it."

Jing Si held Shen Ling's green and jade-like fingers, and the gentle wind blew along his lips and onto Shen Ling's palm.

Song Xin, who was beside her, spoke with an itchy tone. She stepped forward angrily and pulled Shen Ling away, "Where is the injury? I, the princess, will help the princess take a look."

"Don't worry, Princess." Shen Ling withdrew her hand, touched her forehead, and said deliberately: "When I saw the princess, I thought of Jiang Weiwei, and my head suddenly hurt. I was afraid that I was angry earlier, and this birthday I can't stay at the banquet any longer, so I'm leaving now."

After she finished speaking, Shen Ling glanced at Jing Si and said, "Husband, you know I can't live without you. I'm lonely in an empty house, so don't keep me waiting at home."

Jing Si's face was expressionless, but there was a faint blush on the tips of his ears.