After a while, benches were set up in the yard. Two guards were holding thick sticks, and slaves were gathered around. They all held their breath and stared at Xiaoying who was pressed on the bench. The horror in their hearts was indescribable.

Miss Xiaoying, who has been walking sideways in the palace, is actually today.

Evil and evil——

"Open your eyes and see clearly. If there are people who are as arrogant as this bastard and commit the following offenses, this will be your fate! Do you hear me clearly?" Qiao Yiqing sat on a wooden chair with her legs crossed and looked around.

The slaves who couldn't bear to look at him sternly warned.

She looks like a domineering and lawless evil woman.

All the servants trembled and responded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes -"

Seeing that everyone was as timid as quails, Qiao Yiqing smiled and said loudly: "Tear off her pants and beat her!"

Hearing this, everyone gasped, these fifty sticks were not enough, why did you have to strip off your pants and humiliate them?

"Princess, this - this -" The two guards holding sticks blushed in embarrassment.

"Do you pity her? Then you can take off her pants and get caned at the gate of the palace instead of her." Qiao Yiqing picked her nails and said calmly.

The two guards were silent.

It would be better to kill them than let them be watched naked by passers-by on the street.

If their men have this idea, of course Xiaoying, a girl, has even more ideas.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!" While he was not paying attention, Xiaoying stood up and hit the rockery next to her with the force of thunder.

"Bang -" with a sound, the body fell to the ground, blood oozing from his forehead, and his face, which was already pale with anger, now lost even a trace of blood.

"Miss Xiaoying——" Everyone exclaimed and swarmed forward, surrounding her.

At this time, her eyes were half-closed, blood was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and she was paralyzed on the ground. Her expression was still clear.

"Miss Xiaoying, how could you commit suicide?" The rough ladies seemed to have a particularly good relationship with her. They lifted her up and held her in their arms, calling out worriedly.

Qiao Yiqing looked on coldly, with a sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth: "You are forcing me to die, seeking death! Since we are all going to die, let's strip them all naked and throw them out of the palace."

Seeing that Xiaoying was dying, she suddenly woke up after being stimulated by Qiao Yiqing.

She stretched out a finger and pointed weakly at Qiao Yiqing, and finally held back a few words for a long time: "The king—the king—the prince—will not let—you go!"

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Xiaoying had been spared fifty blows since that collision, but she could not avoid being slapped. At this time, she was sleeping on the bed, gnashing her teeth with hatred, grinning, and suddenly felt a burst of pain.

Her small cherry mouth had long since turned into big, red and swollen lips, and there were still long-lasting slap marks on her cheeks.

The pretty lady has become a big-mouthed monkey.

At this time, Qiao Yiqing was tinkering with poison in her courtyard, soaking the silver needles she bought last time into the poisonous water to refine them.

After Qiao Yiqing showed her power, several maids were added to the Xiangqing Palace, and Qiao Yiqing's personal maid Zizhu was also escorted to the palace.

At this time, Zizhu came running in from outside with a roar: "Miss, she's not good, she's not good."

Qiao Yiqing asked without raising her head, "Could it be that the prince is back?"

"Young lady knows things like a god!" Zizhu nodded and gave a thumbs up.

As soon as Zizhu came to the palace, she heard that something earth-shattering happened this morning. It was said that her master wanted to take off the maid's pants and beat her up. Not only that, the maid's identity was special, she seemed to be a woman that the prince cared about.

Now being treated like this by the master, I can even think with my toes that I have angered the prince.

"Let's go and meet the silver-haired monster." Qiao Yiqing finally raised her head from the experiment, clapped her hands, and walked towards the hall without adjusting her makeup.

Zizhu had long been accustomed to his master's careless character, and followed him after feeling slightly ashamed.
Chapter completed!