Chapter 17: The Ancient Version of the Handsome Killer
As for whether she can return to modern times, Qian Duoduo is really guilty. Is it possible to call it suicide? She is very afraid of pain, so she should not commit suicide. In her view of life, it is better to live than to die.
Therefore, she must fight for the rights she deserves with the man in front of her, her husband.
So, she said - "I have a lot of free time today. When will the prince come to consummate the marriage with me? Since we got married, the prince has never stepped into Lingyue Pavilion. Taking advantage of the fact that the prince is in a good mood today, he consummated the marriage."
King Lanling shook his hand and spilled a few drops of the wine in the cup on Mrs. Huaru's clothes. The cold expression on his face could hardly be held back.
Mrs. Ruhua smiled sweetly, her voice so sweet that Qian Duoduo almost dripped ear oil, "Your Majesty, the princess's illness is good and bad. It seems that the manager of the department should invite a miracle doctor to come back and treat the princess."
Qian Duoduo's face twitched, and he coolly turned his attention to Mrs. Ruhua, who had the same name as a famous star. She was wearing bright red clothes, which were so vulgar that she couldn't help laughing, "What do you mean? You
You mean I am a fool, right?"
Ruhua covered her mouth and snickered nonchalantly, and even Mrs. Huaru looked slightly proud.
Duoduo chuckled lightly, looked at Prince Lanling and asked, "Your Majesty, in the palace, if a maid verbally contradicts the princess, what crime should she be punished for?"
Her gaze was scorching, leaving him no chance to dodge. He looked away calmly and said two words in a cold and concise tone, "Slap!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Ruhua's face suddenly eclipsed her beauty. She had been with him for too long and was deeply familiar with his character. She understood his personality of being true to his word, "Your Majesty——"
Prince Lanling looked at her expressionlessly, "If you contradict your mistress, you should be slapped, and someone else will slap you fifty times!"
All performances stopped immediately and the hall fell into silence.
"Your Majesty—" Although Mrs. Hua Ru and Ru Hua usually quarreled with each other, it was because Prince Lanling had not married the concubine at that time. The concubine was married at this time, which was related to their status. They knew that they should work together at this time, so
I want to plead for Ruhua.
Prince Lanling glanced at her and she fell silent.
Although there is no emotion in his eyes, it is because of this that it makes people feel even scarier.
The standing maids had already come over, and the two of them picked up Mrs. Ruhua and pushed her to her knees on the ground. The other one began to slap her hard, and the slapping sound was particularly loud and harsh in the silent palace.
Duoduo couldn't bear it when she saw Ruhua's delicate face becoming red and swollen, with tears streaming down her face, but biting her lips and not daring to cry out.
She opened her eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore, but her sight touched the man who had repeatedly threatened to kill her, her husband - he had an indifferent look on his face, and even more indifference in his eyes, as if the person being beaten in front of him was a stranger to him.
They are acquaintances and have nothing to do with each other.
Duoduo was immediately furious. This was obviously his beloved concubine. She might have turned upside down not long ago, but she turned against her faster than turning over the pages of a book. She didn't show any sympathy or pity for her.
"Stop!" she slapped the low table and said angrily.
The maids stopped and looked at King Lanling. King Lanling curled his lips and said, "How many more slaps are there?"
"Your Majesty, there are still twenty..."
"continue!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The harsh and cruel sound of snapping echoed in the hall again.