Luo Shang looked at her, her calm face did not reveal the slightest hint of fear, her calmness was definitely not like that of an ordinary woman.
The Southern Garden dancers shook their heads, signalling to Luo Shang not to interfere in this matter, she didn't dare to do anything to them. On the contrary, if she were to get involved, Qing Ning would definitely not let her off.
"You're quite tactful." Qing Ning looked at her with contempt.
"I, Qing Ning, also do not wish to make things difficult for the Southern Garden sisters. As long as you, the wangfei, are willing to kneel at my feet and beg me, I will treat this as never having happened before. "How about it?" Qing Ning laughed sinisterly, she thought to herself, according to Luo Shang's character, she had already experienced it when she first arrived, so she would definitely not kneel down and beg for her help. It just so happened that she wanted to let that group of people see if they were worth helping this woman.
The Xiao Zhu clenched her fists as she raised her head to look at Qing Ning, and shouted loudly: "You're too much. Princess has never offended you, yet a vicious woman like you framed Princess Hua-Yang again and again until Princess Hua-Yang died. You will definitely go to hell."
"Pa ~ ~ ~"
Xiao Zhu almost fell to the ground after receiving such a fierce slap from Qing Ning.
"Since when is it a servant's turn to speak to me like this? You think you're worthy? " Qing Ning turned to Luo Shang and smiled proudly. "Have you considered?"
Luo Shang did not speak. She looked at the Xiao Zhu who was crying from grief, looked at the group of Southern Garden and kind dancers behind her, and bit her lips.
The rain was still pouring down. It was as though a hole had been revealed in the sky, and no matter how one looked at it, it wouldn't be able to stop it.
"Okay …" "I'll crawl."
"Princess, don't …" Xiao Zhu also kneeled down. No matter what, Luo Shang was still once a princess, and was a young lady with delicate General's Estate.
The Southern Garden dancers did not expect Luo Shang to agree and immediately stopped her. "Royal Consort, you definitely can't, if she wants to go, then let her go. You must not let yourself be wronged. "
Luo Shang's eyelashes did not move at all and her eyes did not blink either. Her white and clean face was beautiful and haggard as she pursed her lips and clenched her fist. Ignoring everyone's persuasion, she lifted her right leg and stomped on the ground heavily.
"Princess …" Xiao Zhu reached out her hand to her, but she blocked her hand.
Luo Shang bit her lips tightly and crawled towards Qing Ning while kneeling. The heavy rain poured down her entire body, violently hitting every part of her body. Two streams of tears unwittingly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
One step, two steps, three steps …
She was a dignified Miss Luo Family, a daughter of the General's Estate, the personal Princess Jin of the empress dowager. Yet today, she had received such humiliation from a dancer.
Everyone watched as she struggled to crawl to kneel at Qing Ning's feet.
"I beg Miss Qing Ning to let them go." She lowered her head and said patiently.
Qing Ning laughed, waving her sleeves she said, "Are you that sincere? "Well?"
As she spoke, she extended her leg towards Luo Shang.
The first time Luo Shang had entered the backyard, Qing Ning had told her to kneel down on the ground and wipe her shoes. At that time, Luo Shang had splashed tea all over her body, and today, she was going to do the same thing.
Because she knew Luo Shang would not refuse.
"Qing Ning, you are going too far." The Southern Garden dancers could no longer bear to watch any further.
Luo Shang, on the other hand, didn't say anything. She silently took out the handkerchief from her waist, and helped her wipe off her dirty areas bit by bit.
"Here, there's more here."
Only when Qing Ning had taunted her enough did she retract her leg, but at that moment, she suddenly kicked Luo Shang hard and shouted loudly: "Look at how you helped me clean these shoes, they are almost broken. Forget it, I don't want to waste any more time with you, just continue kneeling. "Let's go."
Qing Ning muttered a few curses, then led her West Garden to all the dancers and left the place.
After she left, the Southern Garden leader immediately went to help the Xiao Zhu up, and then all the dancers kneeled in front of Luo Shang.
"What are you all doing?" Luo Shang looked at them.
The leading dancer said: "The Southern Garden dancers have been deeply indebted to Princess Hua-Yang. They will definitely repay Princess Hua-Yang's kindness."
Luo Shang sighed, she then said to the rest of them: "Quickly get up, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be threatened like this, so you don't need to thank me."
"Princess." The lead dancer looked at her, and once again pleaded: "If you don't mind, esteemed wangfei, please stay in our Southern Garden."
"Everyone in Southern Garden, sincerely request for wangfei to enter Southern Garden."
"Everyone in Southern Garden, sincerely request for wangfei to enter Southern Garden."
Xiao Zhu also pulled on Luo Shang's sleeves. If Luo Shang had continued to stay in West Garden, Qing Ning would definitely kill her sooner or later.
Luo Shang laughed and shook her head. I will not go. You all can go back. You don't need to put today's matters in your hearts. "
Luo Shang continued to kneel and turned her head, not saying a word.
"Miss Xiao Zhu, look... You can go and persuade the wangfei again. "
"This, I …" Xiao Zhu stood beside Luo Shang, but before she could speak, she saw Luo Shang's indifferent eyes close, and she knew, no matter how much more, Luo Shang would not change her mind.
Wasn't this exactly the case with the wangfei? She would rather suffer than let go of her pride.
Xiao Zhu shook her head helplessly. The dancers kneeled down once again, and began to proclaim that they would kneel together with Princess Hua-Yang until Manager Shen forgave her.
No matter what Luo Shang said, they did not leave. A large group of people knelt in the courtyard of the Zi Luo Hall and endured the baptism of rain.
The two servants who had been hiding behind the tree outside Zi Luo Tang glanced at each other.
"Go, quickly go and report this to Sister Little Cai."
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The windows of the great hall were open, and the sound of the rain hitting the bananas was like the lilting music of silk. The heavy rain had somehow turned into thin threads, slightly slanting against the rustling of the leaves outside the window. The fresh green air also gave people a refreshing feeling, especially the slight breeze that blew into the room.
In the hall, two very handsome men were sitting around a small table that was made out of gems. They were looking at the chess pieces in their hands. The tea in the teacup had already cooled down, and no steam rose from it.
"Too much haste will lead to nothing."
Hearing the man say that, Leng Mufei paused, and laughed disapprovingly, then said: "If it wasn't for that, I'm afraid that before I could even touch a single son, I would have already been annihilated. This is called having the upper hand first."
As he spoke, he slammed down the chess piece.
The two of them laid a few servings in succession.
"Huh?" Before the fingers of the chess piece that Leng Mufei had picked up fell off, he leaned forward to carefully examine it, and started to think. He shook his head and sighed.
He threw down the chess piece and placed his hands on the mat, saying unhappily, "I'm not going to play anymore, it's always the same. If I play a few more times, my brother will still win."
The man opposite him was expressionless as he withdrew the chess piece with the tip of his finger and slowly placed it into the Gu.
Leng Mufei crossed his legs, leisurely hung a bamboo leaf, and said: "Since Big Brother understands the ways of a soldier, why don't you take my place? It's better than having my Wu Zhou in the hands of an ordinary person."
Although the late emperor's second prince was also his elder brother and had treated him like his own blood brother, Leng Mufei still believed that this second brother was cowardly and impotent, with mediocre talent, if his elder brother had not disappeared without a reason due to the good fortune of his life, he would not have been able to sit on the dragon throne.
Moreover, this half of the Wu Zhou had always been controlled by the Prince Jin, so of course Leng Mufei wanted his brother to inherit the throne.
"What? Recently, instead of indulging in beauty, you're actually concerned about the political affairs of the imperial court?" Leng Shaoyu's face was gloomy, the cold wind blowing against his face could not counter his ice-cold expression and words.
"Of course, a beauty cannot be stopped for a day. However, you must carefully consider the elder brother that I, your servant, spoke of today. You must not treat him as just a joke."
"You want me to covet the throne?" The man's voice was low.
Leng Mufei sat up straight with a stern expression, patting the sleeves of his wrinkled skirt on his knees.
"How can it be coveting? Big brother is just following the will of heaven. If you didn't reject it all those years ago, this entire mountain and river …"
"Remember, you are a subject of Wu Zhou, and also a subject of His Majesty." If you continue to speak of such things and conduct, don't blame This King for not thinking of brotherly feelings. " The space between Leng Shaoyu's brows was shallow, and his two narrow eyes were like black stars in the night sky, cold and proud and deep.
Since Prince Jin had already said this, Leng Mufei could only hug his shoulders and nod, not daring to say another word.
Just then, Little Cai walked into the hall with two servants.
"Your Highness." Little Cai called out lightly and retreated to the side, looking at the two servants who were walking over.
"Your servants greet the prince."
"Hurry up and report what you saw to the prince." Little Cai shook the handkerchief.
The two servants bowed and spoke clearly about what they saw in the backyard.
With that, Little Cai saw that Leng Shaoyu did not speak, so he changed his tone and asked: "Is what you're saying true?"
The two servants wiped the sweat from their foreheads and hurriedly said while kneeling, "We do not dare to lie, every word is the truth, they are now kneeling in the Rudra Hall."
Everyone in the residence was so nervous when they saw Prince Jin, afraid that they would move their heads and necks if they were careless.
"Alright, you may leave first."
After the two servants left, Little Cai said meekly: "Your highness, I still have some matters to take care of at the Flower Soul Exhibition, I will take my leave."
She smiled and bowed, then bowed to Leng Mufei and respectfully left.
"This girl is not bad. It seems that people who follow brother for a long time will become this shrewd." Leng Mufei said in amusement.
He knew that Little Cai's words were nothing more than letting his brother know that she would settle this matter well.
However, Leng Shaoyu, who was seated at the side, did not say a single word.
"I really never thought that a woman with Luo Family would actually have such abilities. It's only been a few days, and she's already bought people's hearts, causing the backyard to be in such a state. "Hehe …" Leng Mufei smirked, his enchanter's face indifferently looking at his chess piece. With his big palm, he grabbed his chess piece and scattered it around in the air.
"Weren't you mesmerized by her as well?"
Hearing that, Leng Mufei's hand froze, and he started laughing out loud. So it turns out that Big Brother is still blaming Chendi for what happened that day. No wonder none of the Chendi that were killed today are left alive. "
That day when he had teased Luo Shang and forced the woman to say those words personally, he had caught her in the nick of time and her words were heard by his brother. He had only heard that the Prince Jin was extremely furious and directly went to the Phoenix Stage from the back courtyard.
"Chendi nearly died from anger a few days ago when he heard about the huge gift Lord Mo was sent to Lo Ke by Big Brother. Tsk tsk … I never would have thought that my brother would be so angry over a woman. "
Leng Mufei squinted his eyes and laughed sinisterly as he placed his fingertips on a teacup beside him. " Or the sister of the murderer of Miss Bai. "
Hearing that, Leng Shaoyu's brows furrowed, his face became so cold that it was somewhat terrifying, the handsome man's face turned a little sinister, but it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.