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Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the beautiful woman sitting at a stone table under the old locust tree, enjoying the cool air. The maidservant returned soon after leaving the garden. When she returned, she was carrying a tray in her hands.

The young maid placed the teapot and teacup on the tray on the stone table and poured a cup of cold tea for the beautiful woman before standing respectfully behind her.

The beautiful woman gracefully picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. While she was sipping the tea, she glanced at Bing-Er from the corner of her eyes. She was still standing in a half-squatting position in the pavilion.

"Go and get that young maid here." The beautiful woman put down the teacup in her hand and instructed the young maid behind her.

"Yes, ma'am." The young maid accepted the order and left.

Bing-Er saw the maid from far away walking towards her. She smiled proudly as she knew that the beautiful woman would call for her.

The maid walked to Bing-Er slowly and looked at her coldly, "Madam wants to see you." He then turned around and walked towards the beautiful woman.

Bing-Er tried to stand up straight, but her knees were sore. She just took a few steps forward and fell down. A stone was stuck in her palm. The pain spread all over Bing-Er's body instantly.

Her whole body was in pain. Bing-Er couldn't help screaming out, "It hurts!"

The maid, who was standing in front of Bing-Er, stopped. She turned around and looked at Bing-Er, who was on the ground, and smiled.

When Bing'er saw the young maid turn around to look at her, she couldn't help but feel happy. She believed that the young maid would definitely help her up.

However, she was wrong. The maid looked at Bing'er blandly, and then left, not caring about Bing'er who had fallen down on the ground.

Bing-Er gritted her teeth as she endured the excruciating pain and pulled out the stone from her palm. The blood slowly dripped down to the ground from her palm. She took a handkerchief from her breast pocket and wrapped her hands around it. Then she propped herself up on her elbows. She didn't even have time to wipe away the dust on her body. Enduring the pain in her knees, she covered her bleeding palms and anxiously walked towards the beautiful woman.

Bing-Er walked up to the beautiful woman, bowed to her, and said, "Your servant greets you, Madam."

The beautiful woman put the cup on the stone table, turned her head and glanced at Bing-Er. She then looked at the flowers blooming in front of her, and asked Bing-Er, "Why are you standing in the pavilion all this time?"

"Reporting to Madam, Bing'er did not dare to stand up without having received Madam's order." Bing-Er answered respectfully.

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits. She glanced at Bing'er and asked curiously.

"If I didn't come here today to admire the flowers and went straight back to rest at my own courtyard, what would happen to you?" You have been standing here all this time? "

Bing'er lowered her head, and looked at the beautiful lady respectfully without thinking, "Reporting to Madam, this servant will stand in the pavilion and wait for Madam's orders. Whenever madam orders this servant to stand up, this servant will stand up. "

"Oh? What if I never ordered you to stand up? " The corners of the beautiful woman's mouth curled slightly as she raised the teacup and took a sip.

"Reporting to Madam, this servant will stand there the entire time, waiting for Madam's orders." Bing-Er answered respectfully. She paused for a moment before continuing, "But I'm not too tired to know that you will not let me stay in the pavilion forever."

After the beautiful woman heard Bing-Er's reply, her hand holding the tea cup paused for a bit, and then she put it on the stone table.

"How do you know I won't let you stand here forever?"

Bing-Er noticed this tiny movement from the corner of her eyes, and swallowed her saliva, and answered, "Because the pavilion is a rather conspicuous place in the whole garden, and the passersby will be able to see it from the corridor. At that time, someone will inform you that there is a maid waiting here for your order to get her up."

The beautiful woman placed the teacup heavily on the table. When the teacup came into contact with the table, it made a crisp sound, causing Bing'er to tremble slightly. She lowered her head even further, not daring to look at the beautiful woman.

When the young maid standing behind the beautiful woman saw the angry look on the beautiful woman's face, she couldn't help but feel somewhat pleased. The corner of her mouth curved into a complacent smile. She looked at Bing-Er and then looked away.

The beautiful woman turned around and looked at Bing'er coldly, "What if I ignore you?"

"No, Madam, you are too kind and kind. You forgot to ask me to get up, so why would you deliberately make things difficult for me?" Bing-Er said in a hurry to compliment the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman's expression slightly changed. Her fair hands constantly played with the teacup on the stone table. The cup followed the beautiful woman's movements and began to rotate wantonly on the stone table. Out of the corner of her eyes, she occasionally glanced at Bing-Er, who was standing in front of her respectfully.

Bing-Er's heart was flustered as the tea cup moved. The way the beautiful woman glanced at her from time to time made her even more nervous. She secretly lifted her eyes to look at the beautiful woman, only to see that there were a few deep scratches on the back of her hand. Bing-Er was shocked. She remembered when Sihan examined Xiu-Er's body, she said that Xiu-Er had scratched someone before she died. Could it be? Bing-Er suddenly shook her head. How could a noble wife of a prime minister murder a servant girl who had no power or status?!

After a long time, the tea cup on the table gradually stopped moving. The beautiful woman pressed her white hands on the cup and said to Bing-Er in a cold voice, "Stand up."

"Thank you Madam." Bing-Er stood up straight and looked at the beautiful woman gratefully.

"You can leave first." The beautiful woman told Bing-Er in a bland voice. She didn't even look at Bing-Er when she spoke.

Bing-Er bowed to the beautiful woman, "I will take my leave." He then turned and left the garden.

The beautiful woman sat on the stone chair and stared at Bing-Er's back until she disappeared from her sight. She slowly turned her sight back to Bing-Er.

The servant girl standing behind the beautiful woman saw that the beautiful woman was staring at Bing'er's back. She smiled to herself as she walked up to the beautiful woman and said softly, "Please don't be angry, madam. It is not worth it to ruin her body because of such a servant girl."

From the corner of her eyes, the beautiful woman shot a cold glance at the young maid before asking calmly, "How do you know that I'm angry?" Finished speaking, she gracefully stood up from the stone bench and walked towards the long corridor.

The young maid froze on the spot. With a complicated expression, she glanced at the back of the beautiful woman before she jogged up and left the garden behind the beautiful woman.

Bing-Er kept walking along the path. When she turned a corner and felt no one looking at her, she stopped and let out a long breath. She slowly opened her palm, only to discover that it was already full of sweat. She leaned against the wall and thought back to all that had happened. The beautiful woman's pride, the beautiful woman's sharpness, and the beautiful woman's bland words. Although they all looked normal, Bing'er felt an invisible pressure on her, making her feel breathless. The wife of the prime minister was indeed not a simple woman!

Taking a deep breath, Bing-Er went back to the house. She had been gone for so long, she didn't know if anyone would bring the laundry to the house or not.

Bing-Er dragged her tired body back to the yard. When she walked to the side of the yard, she heard a lot of people talking in the yard. Bing-Er was wondering, when did so many people come to the yard?