Fresh blood gushed out from his right arm and dyed his green sleeves red. The fresh blood slowly spread down his arm and gradually landed on the ground, splashing numerous small, fiendish flowers.
Xi Jiu Er was very pleased with the other party's reaction. The cold smile on the corner of her mouth completely faded as she ignored the pair of servants, "How dare you hurt me. Your majesty and my father will definitely not let you off," Yu Xi spat out a sentence of threat.
Xi Jiu Er looked back at her and suddenly felt that the girl's unexplainable hatred on her face was funny, as though in front of her was a docile little kitten that suddenly, for some reason, extended its claws towards its owner.
She was just a little girl, waving her claws at others. She didn't know that her claws weren't strong enough to hurt others, but it could attract a bunch of enemies.
"Childish." Xi Jiu Er looked at the painful figure on the ground with disdain, then took out a crystal clear jade bottle from her chest pocket, poured out a cyan colored medicinal pill and passed it to Wan Yun who was beside him, and casually pointed at the maid who was lying on the ground and twitching.
Wan Yun unwillingly took the pill, but did not personally go forward to feed the 'enemy' who had 'rewarded him with' a few slaps earlier. Instead, she turned around and gave a few slaps to an eunuch in order to give them a good glare.
The young eunuch submissively accepted the pill and carefully moved in front of the twitching maid. He extended his hand and stuffed the pill in his hand in. Only after seeing that the maid had subconsciously swallowed the pill did he finally relax and move back.
Clutching her bloodied sleeves, Yu Xi watched on coldly. She swore to herself that one day when she was favored, she would definitely tear this woman into ten thousand pieces so that she could be insulted with her own blood.
The anger in his heart was indescribable, but he was able to suppress all the pain within him. It was as if at this moment, the pain in his body was incomparable to the pain in his body.
Xi Jiu Er leaned on the bed once again and changed her direction. She picked up the book on the side and continued to study hard.
Wan Yun covered her swollen face, preparing to 'invite' the master and servant out of the courtyard. Looking at her master's attitude, she did not want to continue the farce, so Wan Yun stepped forward and prepared to clean up the 'battlefield'.
This time, it was beyond his expectations. Yu Xi brought his servant girl, who he had just finished detoxifying and was still struggling to walk, and left the courtyard with three turns a step at a time.
"Xi Jiu Er suddenly looked up from the book and glanced at the servant girl who was pouring water for him," On the left side of my dressing table, there is a white bottle in a wooden chest, go and wipe the wounds on your face, tomorrow, you will return to your tender white skin ".
Wan Yun was startled for a moment, then realised that the other party was talking to him, but the other party had always been very concise, to the point that she did not even know her name.
Therefore, sometimes Wan Yun really suspected that his own master might have forgotten his own name, or was too lazy to call out his name, so she just told him that things were much simpler.
"Got it, thank you for giving me the medicine," Wan Yun blessed himself, and his clear and gentle voice with a hint of a smile rang beside Xi Jiu Er's ears.
Wan Yun covered her red and swollen face as she happily walked into the palace with small steps.
Just then, she was too happy and accidentally pulled her upper face. The pain made her scream and twitch. However, when she thought of the medicine that her master had given her, her heart immediately became gloomy and cheerful.
That day, when the trembling young princess of the Rain County Wang Family came out of Xi Jiu Er's great hall, she was spotted by a group of sharp-eyed palace maids and eunuchs.
These palace maids and eunuchs, who had always liked hearing secrets about the Eight Trigrams Formation, would sometimes sit together in groups of two or three and kowtow on the melon seeds whenever they had free time.
When she thought of how the first gossip in the palace these days was about the young princess of the Rain County Wang Family, she forcefully broke into the residence of the Imperial Concubine. She did not know how the two of them got along with each other, but after two hours, the young princess of the Yu Family covered her bloody arms with a strange expression and left the palace in the Imperial Concubine.
The palace maids and eunuchs always had nothing better to do, so they loved to make up an East Family Patriarch. The West Family's short history was rather interesting, which could be used to adjust the long years of their lives.
Thus, when someone testified and testified solemnly that he had personally witnessed it himself, and had eavesdropped on a few words at a corner of the wall, he was certain that Imperial Concubine had lynched the young princess of the Yu Family.
Just by relying on the little princess' bloodied sleeve, it was clear without a doubt that this Imperial Concubine was going to die in a violent and bloodthirsty, inhuman manner.
When Wan Yun went to the kitchen to ask for an example of this month's candied fruits, she had no complaints about it.
Since they often came to the imperial kitchens, there were quite a few old nannies who knew each other. Since they had come all the time, they naturally greeted people whenever they met.
As he thought, he kicked his leg and prepared to step forward. But before he could take a step forward, he heard a few vague words about his master floating in the distance.
Out of curiosity, Wan Yun quickly dashed into a dark corner and perked up her ears to listen carefully to what the other party was discussing.
When the words fell into her ears, Wan Yun immediately changed her expression. What entered her ears were all sorts of guesses and rumors about her master. She had interacted with her master over the past few days, so she deeply understood who she was.
But today, these people could speak such nonsense with just a few words and fragments. Wan Yun was a little angry.
The sun was setting, and the lone and naked peach tree by the window looked especially lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Xi Jiu Er leaned against the window and watched the orange glow outside as it caressed the ground. The heat from the furnace that was used to warm her hands had already been extinguished, causing her to suddenly feel a chill invading her body.
Tonight, Wan Yun came back especially late, holding a basket covered with a piece of coarse cloth in one hand, while nervously leaning on the entrance of the hall, and peeking at the scene inside the hall with her round head, she saw that other than a fifteen to sixteen year old maid who had just arrived, who was holding his head as he napped by the table, there was practically no one else in the hall.
Wan Yun patted her chest in relief, and then sneaked into the hall on her tiptoes.
The winter night's wind seemed to carry a knife as it scraped against the mortal bones bit by bit. Wan Yun shuddered coldly, and immediately pulled tightly onto the collar of her cotton-padded jacket around her neck.
Wan Yun sneaked into the hall with her back against the wall, preparing to circle around the little maid who was sitting in front of the table and return back to her room.
But in reality, it was just that, before Wan Yun could even step out, she was stopped by a voice from behind him.
"Why did you return so late?" Xi Jiu Er said in a cold and worried voice.
Wan Yun was immediately petrified, as though she had cast a Body Securing Curse, she anxiously stood in place, not daring to move at all.