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He quickly got up from the bed, took the slingshot, put it on the rock, and looked at it from the window.

Sure enough, Jun Xiao Qiao looked like she was about to start a fight with someone.

I took aim at her and shot her in the face.

She screamed in pain. I took the slingshot, tied a knife to it, and went out.

Facing those fiendish palace maids and Jun Xiao Qiao who was crying like his mother had died, I kicked the chair by the door and coldly shouted: "Whoever dares to come up, I will shoot you."

"Inverse! Damn girl, you even dared to injure Miss Jun! This is a matter of the nine familial extermination." A nanny scolded loudly.

"Fine, go kill them all. All of my family members have died. If you want to kill them all, die."

Jun XIao trembled in anger as he pointed a finger at me. "You, you …"

Last time he hit you in the chest, and now you're still arrogant as ever. This time he'll hit your face, and see if you still want to stay in the palace, cry again, and use a knife to make your face flower. Don't talk about your poor looks right now, Li Zimo would rather sleep with your monkey than with you.

She looked at me blankly and stopped crying and everyone froze, as if they had never heard anyone speak like that before.

"No tears."

She wiped it off and waited for a while before crying again. Little Fatty pointed at me and said, "You evil girl, you, you …" He probably wouldn't be able to scold her.

"What's wrong with me? Say eyes, say nose, say nose, you're not as tall as me, say lips, you're not as small as me, say breasts, I'm even taller than you." "Speaking of waist, I'm thinner than you. Speaking of height, I'm taller than you. You short wintermelon, with so much flesh on your fingers, you have the nerve to stretch them out for me to see. Are you even going to let me live?"

She gasped in anger and put a hand to her heart.

The mama by her side had a stern expression on her face. "Servant who doesn't know his place, come on up. Whoever takes a step back will have the empress dowager handle this matter. They dare to bully Miss Jun. They're too gutsy."

After he finished speaking, all the palace maids swarmed over.

I don't really dare to shoot. Knives can hurt people, bleed, and hurt.

Therefore, the consequences were quite serious. When it was my turn to be in pain, the palace maid's fists and feet came at me.

I lay on my stomach and held my head, allowing them to hit me.

I really want to cry. Mo Li, I hate you so much, you shouldn't have approached me, if not I would have gotten used to being bullied. Mo Li, if I didn't know you, I wouldn't have known what warmth was, and I wouldn't have made decisions that even I couldn't understand, such as entering the palace to be a palace maid.

I think I need more pain so I can calm down.

"Stop." A feminine shout.

Everyone immediately distanced themselves from me and respectfully bowed. "Long live Your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

"Jun Xiaoqiao." Li Zimo shouted coldly.

However, Jun Xiaoqiao burst into tears. "Cousin Emperor, you have to be the judge for me. She is slandering me with her words. and slapping me in the face, Cousin Emperor. " Woo.

I coldly snorted. This boneless thing, it was still being fierce just now, but now it started to cry. With so many people watching, it wouldn't be too embarrassing for her.

"Mo Tian Love, you're just a small palace maid. You're just a small palace maid, yet you're bringing up your shoes for me. How dare you be so arrogant? You must be tired of living, aren't you?"

"So what if I am?" I looked up and wiped the blood from my cheek.

He looked at me coldly, and the coldness in his eyes was as cold as the rain.

"Excellent." He said, "Someone come, drag her into the rain and wake her up. In the palace, she still can't remember her status, so she needs to be taught a lesson. Once she wakes up, if she doesn't admit her wrongs, she'll be beaten up for thirty times."

"Yes, Your Majesty." With a wave of his hand from his father-in-law, two guards came over and grabbed me, then dragged me outside to kneel in the rain. I wasn't satisfied, so they forced me to kneel on the ground.

His face was pressed against the mud. How could the cold air on the ground be so strong?