"Hey, isn't this Sister Princess? Why did you come to this woodshed when your sister is not in her room waiting for her sisters to greet you? Could it be that..."
The beauty in a bright red dress changed out of yesterday's phoenix crown and harem, but she did not change out of the eye-catching red. She covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile:
"Could it be that this woodshed is more attractive than a new house?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the four girls behind her covered their little mouths and started laughing. Meimei's face turned cold. She had long known that she was not going to do anything good, and now she seemed to want to scold her in front of the servants.
Does she establish authority?
"Sister, I'm joking, what's so attractive about the woodshed? The one who's attractive is probably the prince, sister, remember..."
Looking at her coldly, he saw that her little face was red and her eyes were filled with anger. She glanced at the guards around her with pricked ears in displeasure and murmured:
"That made my sister laugh. The prince last night was very brave! My sister is still...forget it, let's not talk about that. Don't you two know that this is the princess? Why don't you open the door quickly!
The empress wants to look after this servant, but you are quite timid and dare to stop her!"
While talking, her white and tender little hands took out a small green jade sign from her arms and waved it. After seeing it, the guard hurriedly ran to the woodshed, and the door lock opened with a "pop". Meimei hurriedly ran in and saw
Looking at Xiaoju and Nanny who were huddled in a corner, they were both lying on the ground, their clothes were damaged, and mottled wet blood could be seen on their buttocks...
"Xiaoju...nanny..."
Unable to hold back, tears welled up. Meimei ran in front of them. Their faces were still stained with tears that had not yet dried up. After hearing Meimei's voice, both of them turned their heads and tears flowed down their faces.
Got it down:
"Miss...are you okay..."
"Miss...are you okay..."
They all looked at Meimei in unison, and Meimei nodded choked with sobs. She was fine, nothing happened at all. It was them who were troubled... their bodies...
Why is it that at this time, the two of them are not worried about them first, but Meimei? She raised her hands tremblingly, wanting to see their injuries, but Meimei's hands were shaking so much: It's blood, it was beaten out.
Blood, real blood...
It's been all night, and the wound has not been treated. It must be very painful, right? Tears flowed down drop by drop, and her heart also hurt, for her own incompetence, for her inability to protect them, and for their tomorrow...
"Oh, you really have a deep love between master and servant? Hey, I don't understand. You said this is such a good wedding night, how can my sister make the prince take action? It's nothing for my sister. I'm so precious to you.
Princess, the prince doesn’t look at the monk’s face and the Buddha’s face, so he has to give his sister some face, but now people are in a miserable state..."
She sighed, and seeing Meimei's guilty and self-reproaching look, she smiled happily and said:
"Sister, why do you think you offended the prince and made him so angry? Who in the capital doesn't know that the prince is famous for his treatment of the servants in the palace. You two, you two will be so angry in the future.
You need to keep your eyes open and choose your master. I won’t talk about Yan’er, and I won’t delay my sister’s relationship with these two slaves. This is my sister’s own muscle-stimulating and pain-removing ointment for you to use!”
While talking, a small white bottle was thrown over. Subconsciously, Meimei took it in her hand and gave her a grateful look: Whether it was sarcasm or sarcasm, what she was concerned about now was the injuries of the two of them...
Yan'er swayed out and when she reached the door, she looked back again, just in time to see Meimei turning back:
"Please, close the door, I want to help them apply medicine!"
"Yes, sister!" With a considerate smile and clasping her hands, the maid had already come over to close the door of the woodshed and locked the big lock...