Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

"No!" Mrs. Zhang was terrified, angry and impatient, and looked at Nanny Yan angrily: "Mommy Yan, is this really what the imperial concubine meant?"

Mother Yan snorted lightly: "What do you think?"

"No, it's impossible." Mrs. Zhang couldn't believe it, and looked at Mrs. Liu in fear, Mrs. Liu was expressionless, and didn't respond to her at all.

"Why would the imperial concubine do this? No, no! We are relatives! I can be regarded as watching the imperial concubine grow up. How could she, how could she?"

Mrs. Zhang really felt that it was as unreal as a dream.

Emperors, empresses, concubines, and imperial palaces used to be out of reach for her in her dreams, but since Mu Jin was born in the Mu family, since she came to the capital, lived in the Mu family, and even entered the palace, Seeing Mu Jin, but Mu Jin treats each other warmly and without airs, so that she has another thought, thinking that all this is actually not a big deal.

I think this is actually something that I can get at my fingertips.

After all, even the girl from Mu's family who was so gentle and almost timid could make it to this day, why can't I?

Subconsciously, even Mu Jin, the imperial concubine, was nothing more than that in her eyes.

In the eyes of others, she is an imperial concubine, but in her eyes, she is a relative, a junior, and even a little girl with a temperament that even she didn't think much of.

She has no respect for Mu Jin. There is only envy, and a bit of jealousy and disapproval that she may or may not be aware of.

At this moment, Yanmao put on this posture, she was dumbfounded, and naturally she couldn't believe it!

As soon as Mother Yan heard this, she understood what she was thinking. She laughed contemptuously and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhang, superiority and inferiority come first. Those who are relatives or not are ranked second. The imperial concubine is the master." , you are just a civilian woman, you can't remember your identity, so you deserve to be taught a lesson, this has never wronged you at all. The imperial concubine empress gave you face, it is not for you to spoil! There is no dignity in my heart, no respect , today's lesson, you just accept it honestly! Do it!"

"Yes!" The aunt clasped Zhang's chin, raised her hand and slapped it down, and Zhang screamed "Ah!" in pain.

The aunt didn't stop, she opened her arms left and right, till the end Zhang couldn't scream anymore, both sides of her face were red and swollen, some places were torn and oozing blood, or there were heavy purple bruises.

There was already blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Both sides of Zhang's swollen face were burning with pain. She collapsed on the ground and began to cry.

Shi Fangxuan, Mrs. Liu, and the maids and wives who came with the Shi family were kneeling beside them, all of them trembled and changed color, not daring to vent their anger.

Sister Yan stepped forward with a cold expression, glanced at Mrs. Zhang who was limp on the ground, and said coldly: "Remember, the imperial concubine is the master, no distinction is made between high and low, this is a small lesson! There will be another time , but it’s not as simple as slapping the mouth twenty. The imperial concubine has something to say, that the historian is not suitable for marrying Tong Jia, so you should give up this idea, otherwise, the imperial concubine will immediately give the second wife of the historian, Mrs. Zhang Let's enjoy leisurely in the backyard!"

Mrs. Zhang screamed in pain, raised her red and swollen face and looked at Nanny Yan in horror, but she didn't see the slightest element of a joke in Mammy Yan's expression, she was limp on the ground, crying even more sadly.