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one twenty eight tortured

A trip to the south of the Yangtze River, no one expected it to turn out like this and end hastily. It is a pity that the maid accompanying him was full of joy but never received the favor of the saint; it is a pity that Jingsu experienced great joy and sorrow and could not escape from the palace in the end; it is a pity that Zhongmo devoted himself to repairing the two

People's relationships end up torturing each other, and love and hate cannot be overcome.

Jingsu had very little time to be alone and quiet every day. Zhongmo thought of all kinds of ways to humiliate her regardless of the occasion or time. She really felt exhausted and tired of coping. In just a few days, people

He lost weight quickly and his complexion also deteriorated.

Others didn't know how she was favored, but they just took a chance to go to the stern deck to get some air. There were two maids standing on the bow of a boat behind, whispering to each other, and peeking at her from time to time.

It's not like he's saying good things about her.

Then there was a bold man who looked at her from a not too far distance and said, "I have seen Concubine Li, Jin An, and I and Sister Lin boldly invited Concubine Li to cross the boat to get together. I wonder if Concubine Li will reward us for this."

Face?"

How could Jingsu not know what they were up to? He smiled faintly and said bluntly: "If you two maids want to meet the Holy Face, just use your abilities and don't make excuses to please me. It's useless even if you are here."

From this distance, she couldn't clearly see the changes in their faces. She only expected that they would definitely not look good. Sure enough, when the man replied again, his voice was slightly trembling: "I have learned my lesson, I don't dare to do anything."

This delusion,"

"It's okay if you don't dare." Jingsu didn't bother to deal with it and directly stopped her.

Perhaps the maid felt that it was difficult to deal with her, so she bowed hastily and went into the cabin.

"If they want to compete for favor, they will use their own methods to do it, why bother to pick me up!" Jingsu was very angry, feeling that nothing was going as he wished, and he was very annoyed.

The clear lake breeze no longer had the effect of calming her down, so she turned around and went back to the bedroom. Yao Xi followed her back, and when she turned around, she frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. Concubine Li seemed to be different from before.

When it was time for lunch, Chongmo still sent the message to Jingsu. Mansheng and Yaoxi were sent to wait outside. Inside the room, there was a red sandalwood table with gold bars. Chongmo was concentrating on eating, while Jingsu was kneeling down.

At his feet.

Zhong Mo's eating movements were extremely graceful, he chewed slowly and tasted each dish lightly without making any sound. He glanced at Jing Su from time to time and continued to eat slowly.

Jingsu was almost numb. She had been serving him meals like this for the past few days, and she no longer felt humiliated while kneeling. Although her knees hurt a lot, it was not unbearable.

After a long time, Chong Mo finally finished his meal, took the tea on the side, rinsed his mouth, washed his hands, stood up, and said: "Eat." His contemptuous tone was like Jing Su being a beggar.

Jingsu didn't say anything. He stood up with his legs and slowly moved to the table. He used the bowls and chopsticks he used and started eating the remaining dishes on the table, with a calm look on his face.

Chong Mo looked at it coldly, then suddenly became angry and kicked away a stool at his feet, "You don't have to blame me. It was you who killed my imperial brother. These are the retributions you deserve."

Jingsu silently swallowed a mouthful of cold rice, "I know this."

"Eat it quickly if you know it. If you take your time, I will criticize you." Chong Mo looked at her angrily.

"Yes," Jing Sumuran put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and said, "I have finished using it."

"Come here and help me grind the ink," Chong Mo ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes," Jingsu obediently moved to the long desk and began to study ink.

Chong Mo stared at her. Her obedience made him feel angry. He slammed a booklet in his hand and shouted, "Why don't you come in and clean it up!"

Man Sheng Zhan Zhan stood silently outside the door. Prince Zi Rui died suddenly. The Emperor's temper was even more violent and unpredictable than before. He got angry frequently, especially when summoning Concubine Li. His anger seemed to be even greater and he got angry more frequently.

, which made him confused.

When I heard the noise inside, I knew that he was angry. He hurriedly opened the door to welcome him in, not daring to look around. He collected the leftovers from the table with quick hands and feet, secretly wondering: Why did the Emperor and Concubine Li come in?

Have a meal, but only one set of bowls and chopsticks show signs of being used?

He didn't dare to show it after all, so he quickly retreated and closed the door tightly.

The room was just like before, with a ray of sunlight shining in through the gauze covering the window. The room was bright yellow, Jingsu was standing at the desk, and her plain clothes were dyed a bit brighter. Her face was brighter than her body.

Her plain clothes were even whiter, as if she was afraid of something. Her fingers that were grinding the ink trembled slightly, and a few drops of ink splashed out, staining the cuffs of her plain clothes.

Chong Mo saw it in his eyes, and the smile on his lips became more ferocious, "What are you still doing?"

Her onion-like fingers suddenly trembled violently, and she could hardly hold a stick of ink. Jingsu's face suddenly turned white and almost transparent. She bit her discolored lips tightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

Chong Mo glanced at her sideways and lost his patience, "Do you want me to do it myself?"

Jingsu was shaking like a dead leaf on an autumn branch. He could no longer hold a piece of ink and backed away, "Your Majesty, I really can't do this."

Chong Mo just sneered, "Can't do it? I think you did a great job the past few days, and I'm very satisfied."

"No!" Jingsu cried out in pain and shook her head vigorously. She was so wronged, but no tears came from her eyes.

Chong Mo became furious and broke a cinnabar jade pen in his hand into two pieces, "Do you insist on killing me?"

"No, don't!" Jingsu shouted urgently, her trembling hands touching her waist, "I know what to do, I know," the silver belt slipped under her fingers, and the plain coat and chrysanthemum pattern on the top of the shirt

, dark floral filigree pleated satin skirt, white lining, lotus-colored bellyband, and obscene trousers, all fell to the ground.

The golden sunlight was still shining, casting a golden shadow on her naked body. Jingsu was filled with shame and anger. Even though she knew he wouldn't allow it, she still folded her arms tightly, as if covering her last bit of dignity.

Chong Mo snorted, "I used to be really stupid. If you had thought of this method earlier, how could you have escaped." He didn't care about her little resistance, because as long as he said a word, she would still obediently put her away.

Show it to him without reservation.

"Keep grinding the ink!"

Such a simple sentence, Jingsu was in a stalemate for a long time, but finally she could only loosen her arms and reach out to study the ink. She knew that her resistance was of no importance in Chongmo's eyes.

But after all, she couldn't let go. She was just a weak woman, a good daughter of a decent family, and not a prostitute in a brothel. How could she willingly endure such humiliation?

There was only anger in Chong Mo's eyes. As soon as he thought that she would allow him to be humiliated in every way because of that man named Guan, he couldn't control himself. He hated her for killing Zhong Yu, and even more hated her for only having that person in her heart.

!

He was stunned, he was the king of the Mo Kingdom, and the entire Mo Kingdom belonged to him. Why couldn't he conquer just Jingsu?!!
Chapter completed!
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