Because Mrs. Qinqing's original name was Zhao Qinqing, she was the second daughter of Mr. Zhao, the Minister of Rites at that time. After she met Xuanyuan Qingtian in the mansion once, she did not hesitate to devalue herself and came to the palace (formerly the prince's palace) to be a concubine.
Originally, she thought that based on her status, she would be promoted as a princess in a short time, but who knew that the emperor's decree interrupted her wishful thinking.
It also made her the laughing stock of these ladies. She had always suppressed them as the future princess. Although Mrs. Ruyi was in charge of everything in the house, she did not dare to control her. She even called her sister to save face.
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Because Mrs. Ruyi served Xuanyuan Qingtian earlier than her, she couldn't say anything, but she was very dissatisfied with Duanmu Minya. Later, she heard that Duanmu Minya was demoted and grounded on her wedding night. She didn't know how happy she was.
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She only found out about what happened last night this morning. At that time, she curled her lips and snorted indifferently. How did Mrs. Ruyi get beaten?
Does this princess still dare to torture her? Humph! She wanted to embarrass this princess today!
That's why she arrived late, and she didn't have any respect for Duanmu Minya. She raised her head arrogantly, squinting at Duanmu Minya with arrogance, and her eyes were shining with evil stars.
Regarding Mrs. Qin Qing's arrogance, Duanmu Minya raised her eyes slightly, glanced at her lazily, and then looked at Butler Lin coldly, waiting for his answer!
Butler Lin lowered his head, bent down respectfully, took a deep breath, suppressed the panic rising in his heart, and spoke clearly.
"Reporting to the princess, the government has regulations that those who are late for summons will be punished with twenty canes, and those who despise the princess will be punished with thirty canes!"
Just after Butler Lin finished speaking, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and large beads of sweat were sliding down his forehead and temples, dripping wet the clothes on his shoulders.
"Oh, in that case, why don't we go to the execution!"
When Duanmu Minya heard this, her eyes squinted, and she said coldly and indifferently. Although her tone was soft, there was a majesty that no one could resist, and her natural kingly aura made Butler Lin have to obey!
"How dare you!"
Mrs. Qin Qing heard this and shouted at Duanmu Minya. She pointed at Duanmu Minya with her right hand, clenched her left hand into a fist and placed it on her waist. Her hibiscus-like pink face was shrouded in anger. She gritted her teeth and stared at Duanmu Min.