Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Concubine Xian trembled with anger.

Fuliu hurriedly helped her up: "Mother, where did you fall?"

Concubine Xian's face was purple, she pointed at Jiang Ning with a hand with pointed red nails, and said in a trembling voice: "It's wrong, it's wrong... I must report to His Majesty, please be fair!"

"Oh?" Jiang Ning asked, "What are you going to sue me for?"

"I will sue you for beating your elders!"

"In that case..." Jiang Ning rubbed his wrist, "I'm not being polite."

Concubine Xian took a step back: "What are you going to do?"

"I can't let myself be wronged and charged for nothing. Since you said I hit you, then I have to finish the beating before you can file a complaint!" Jiang Ning slapped her on the face and greeted the courtyard. Everyone in the crowd said, "What are you all standing there for, shoulder to shoulder!"

Concubine Xian fell to the ground with her cheeks burning.

For all that happened, she never believed it, and began to wonder if she was dreaming, and she didn't wake up at all.

Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?

Even though the Crown Princess has a higher status than her in the patriarchal clan, she is still a junior, not to mention respectful, why shouldn't she do anything?

What's more, it's still a direct slap in the face?

As the saying goes, you don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and the general punishment of palace people in the palace is rarely slapped in the face.

Not to mention the masters.

Slapping in the face is extremely humiliating.

Concubine Xian was also from everyone's family background. She gave birth to a male son early and successfully ascended to the position of fourth concubine. In these years, it has been smooth sailing, and she has never suffered such humiliation.

She was going to explode with anger, fainted.

There was a buzzing in my head.

Around her, the eunuchs and maids of the Eastern Palace rushed together with the people they brought, tearing apart.

The scene was once chaotic.

Even the elegant and gentle Huang Ying also made a move.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw Gu Cheng, a young man dressed in black, sitting on the roof, looking at it from a distance, as if asking her if she wanted to help herself.

Generally speaking, if Jiang Ning is not in danger, he will not make a move.

Jiang Ning shook his head at him.

This is a fight between women in the harem, and it is under control.

But if he also got involved, it would be big or small.

After confirming that he was not needed, Gucheng disappeared on the roof.

Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze and glanced at the scuffle scene.

Concubine Xian came to find fault, and she brought not a small number of people, there were seven or eight people.

But this is the East Palace, Jiang Ning's home court.

In terms of the number of palace people, they will never be at a disadvantage.

Jiang Ning glanced at it, and the people brought by Concubine Xian were completely crushed by Huang Ying and others, and they screamed and screamed when they were surrounded and beaten.

Concubine Xian sat on the ground alone.

Jiang Ning chuckled, found a knife, went over and pinched Concubine Xian's chin, pointing the knife point at her face, "Although Concubine Xian is not young, she still has a charm. It's not serious for women to fight. I accidentally left a few scars on your pretty face, so what should I do?"

Concubine Xian could feel the touch of the cold blade on her cheek.

Her anger has long since disappeared without a trace.

A chill ran from the soles of her feet to her forehead.

She trembled uncontrollably: "You, don't... take the knife away, don't hurt me..."

Apart from trembling and begging, she couldn't say another half word.

"I thought it was a powerful character, so I'm afraid?" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Ning's lips, the knife patted her face, and approached her.