After the Divorce, I Was Spoiled By the Prince

Xiao Linzi left in response, and quickly brought Zhixia and Zhiqiu to Qin Zhao and met Li.

"On weekdays, you eat and live together, and you serve together in front of the imperial palace. This palace is here to ask you one thing, and you must answer truthfully." Qin Zhao pointed to Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu responded, afraid of the powerful pressure Qin Zhao suddenly exuded.

"Does Zhichun usually bully Zhidong?" Qin Zhao asked quietly.

Zhiqiu looked at Zhichun hesitantly, facing Zhichun's cold eyes.

For a while, she didn't know whether to tell the truth or not.

The imperial concubine only stayed in the Yangxin Palace for a few days. When the imperial concubine left, they all had to look at Zhichun's face and act. At that time, Zhichun gave her small shoes, so how could she make it?

"What do you see Zhichun doing?!" Qin Zhao's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhiqiu was startled, she said loudly, "Slave, slave maid..."

"Bengong must listen to the truth. If you dare to perfunctory in front of this palace, this palace will be the first to forgive you!" Qin Zhao showed the posture of a noble concubine.

Zhiqiu didn't dare to hesitate any more this time, and said truthfully: "In the past, as long as Zhichun was in a bad mood, he would take Zhidong out of his anger."

Not only this time, but many times in the past, as long as Zhichun is in a bad mood, he will pick up soft persimmons, just knowing that winter is this soft persimmon that is easy to handle.

Zhidong has a soft temperament and dares not confront Zhichun head-on, but complains to her more than once in private. But she is also a bully and afraid of evil, and dare not help Zhidong.

Over the years, Zhichun will only intensify, and this is the first time Zhidong has resisted Zhichun's pressure for a long time.

"What is the method of venting qi?" Qin Zhao asked.

"I scold Zhidong as a waste, and sometimes I scold Zhidong as cheap. If Zhichun is in a bad mood, Zhichun will pinch Zhidong..." Zhiqiu bowed his head and replied, not daring to look at Zhichun.

After this battle, Zhichun is only afraid that she will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes and a thorn in the flesh.

It would be better to expose all of Zhichun's evil deeds with a ruthless heart. If the imperial concubine can help them, Zhichun will not dare to be so presumptuous in the future.

"Despicable?!" Qin Zhao looked at Zhichun, and smiled instead of anger: "How much nobler are you than Zhidong, dare to say that she is inferior? You are at best a palace maid, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Qiushui, the imperial Shangyi. Higher position than you. Qiu Shui still dare not insult others casually, how dare you?!"

When Zhichun heard the words, he was anxious: "That, that was just a slip of the servant's words, not intentional—"

"In front of this palace, you dare to argue over and over again, don't you want to hang out in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?!" Qin Zhao suddenly slapped the table.

Zhichun was taken aback, and she fell to her knees: "The noble concubine forgives your sins, the slaves will no longer dare!"

Qin Zhao sneered and hooked his lips: "Don't you dare?! Ben Gong sees that you are daring and dare to open your eyes and talk nonsense in front of Ben Gong, you are very courageous. Come on, drag Zhichun down and punish you for thirty. Remember , don't kill anyone!"

Zhichun was so frightened this time.

Since the emperor ascended the throne, although she is not as beautiful as the autumn water, but in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, she is like a duck to water, and many people have to look at her face and act.

This is the first time I've been punished, and it's still a cane.

After 30 sticks, the skin will open and the flesh will rip. Even if you don't die, you will have to peel off the skin. Qin Guifei is really poisonous!

Zhichun was dragged down without dignity in this way, and of course, the result of being slapped by the stick was inevitable.

Everyone could hear Zhichun's screams from a distance, and the sound was louder than the last, which made people jump.

Zhi Dong did not expect such an outcome. She just wanted to ask the concubine to be fair, but she never thought that things would be so big. Could it be that she magnified the little things, as Zhichun said?

Just when she was terrified, she heard the imperial concubine speak again: "Some people take advantage of them for a long time, thinking that they are really number one, and Zhichun's biggest mistake is to take himself too seriously. This punishment is because she is too self-righteous!"

Everyone dared not speak.

Qin Zhao's gaze rested on Zhixia's head for a moment, and then he said to Zhidong: "The harem is also a place with rules. Since this palace is in charge of the order of the harem, it will not allow evil forces to grow. You will encounter this kind of thing next time. , just tell this palace, this palace will definitely punish the wicked."

"Yes, Niangniang." Zhidong whispered.

Zhixia and Zhiqiu also responded at the same time.

After that, Qin Zhao let them disperse, and Zhichun lost consciousness in pain after being tortured for 30 years, and was carried into the residence.

Zhiqiu and Zhidong got close, and they explained Zhichun's past behavior in front of Qin Zhao. Naturally, they would not go to see Zhichun at this time.

Zhixia is different.

When she learned that the execution was over, she went to see Zhidong for the first time, and at this time Zhichun had also woken up from fainting.

As soon as she saw Zhixia, her tears couldn't stop falling: "You are the only one to see me at this time."

"You're hurt like this, don't talk, I'll help you apply the medicine. This ointment works well, I bought it with a lot of money, you can bear with it." Zhixia said, and began to help Zhichun apply the medicine.

After Zhichun entered the palace, it was smooth sailing, and she never suffered any pain. This time, she was beaten to the point of tearing her skin to pieces. At this moment, when she rubbed the medicine, it was like pouring salt on the wound, and the pain made her cry.

"I hate that I'm just a palace maid, inferior..." Zhichun gritted his teeth.

Zhixia looked up at Zhichun, and said softly: "Although we are palace maids, we are not inferior. If it wasn't for the imperial concubine who held the power of the harem, your fate would not have been in the hands of the imperial concubine. I want to help you, but you too You know, I'm just a little palace maid, so I can't force myself in this situation."

"I know, that's why I want to climb up. Only when we climb to a high enough position will we have a chance to turn over." Zhichun suddenly grabbed Zhixia's hand tightly: "I-I hurt..."

"You have to endure the pain. Who told you that I'm just a palace maid? No matter how high you climb, what's the use? The imperial concubine is the highest-ranking master in the entire harem. Who doesn't act according to the appearance of the imperial concubine? As long as the imperial concubine looks at us. If it's not pleasing to the eye, an order can kill us." Zhi Xia said with a sigh: "You just accept your fate, and from now on, keep a low profile and forget about today..."

"How can I forget this?! I just walked away from the gate of hell, and you actually made me forget about this?" Zhichun was so angry that he wanted to struggle, but the wound on his body was sore that he bared his teeth. Grinning teeth.

"Otherwise, do you still have to go to the imperial concubine for a theory? The question is, can you fight the noble concubine? I am doing it for your own good, otherwise you will have to confess your life." Zhixia said calmly.

Zhichun's face was gloomy and he didn't answer.

"The imperial concubine is favored by the emperor. No matter what you look at, you are not the opponent of the imperial concubine. If you confront the imperial concubine head-on, you will surely die ugly..."