As soon as she finished speaking, Sun Wanwan took her hand and put the wooden box into her hand, not caring about the injury on her hand.
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip in pain and said, "Since Miss Sun's kindness is hard to refuse, I will take it first..."
Soon, Sun Wanwan put on a satisfied smile and said, "You are so beautiful. I think this hosta matches you perfectly."
Chu Jiaoli resisted the urge to grit her teeth, smiled politely, and said, "Miss Sun is so complimentary..."
She knew that this had been prepared in advance. Whenever she had the chance to meet the maid next to Beigong Tengxiao, she would definitely give him a gift.
Sun Wanwan closed the wooden box, put it into her sleeve affectionately, and said, "Sister, I hope that you can say more kind words in front of His Highness in the future. When I become the Crown Princess, I will definitely benefit from you."
Chu Jiaoli's expression was slightly stiff. She no longer wanted to suffer the immediate loss, so she had to agree: "Yes, I will do my best."
"Then sister is relieved." Sun Wanwan showed a satisfied smile and turned to leave.
Seeing her walking away until she was out of sight around the corner, Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists heavily, her eyes full of anger.
Who the hell is she? It's really disgusting to give her to her sister.
Chu Jiaoli took out the wooden box from her sleeve and tried to throw it to the ground. After calming down for a while, she slowly took it back. She lowered her head and crushed it hard on the ground with her toes as a way to vent her anger.
Looking at the fork in the road in front of me, around the corner is the road back to Muyang Palace.
She rolled her eyes, looked at Sun Wanwan on the other road, and followed her quietly. When she saw Sun Wanwan's footsteps stopped, she immediately hid in the rockery beside her.
Sun Wanwan looked back and saw no one was around. She immediately frowned in disgust and said to the maid: "Quick! Give me the handkerchief!"
"Yes!" Maid Bing'er took out a clean silk handkerchief from her sleeve in a slight panic.
Sun Wanwan immediately pulled over, wiped her hands vigorously, gritted her teeth and said, "It's so dirty. Why are there so many wounds on my hands? If you stay with her for a long time, your hands will rot!"
Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists angrily, her hands were so painful from Sun Wanwan, yet she was still talking about her so badly!
Bing'er slowly frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and said: "Miss, is that girl really His Royal Highness's personal maid? If she has a good relationship with His Highness, how could her hand..."
Sun Wanwan paused for a moment while wiping the handkerchief, snorted coldly, and said: "Don't mention her hand to me again! Just thinking about it makes me break out in cold sweat."
Bing'er immediately lowered her head and said, "This slave deserves to die."
Chu Jiaoli thought deeply for a while, why wasn't she so arrogant in the past? It's just that powerful people speak loudly.
If such a person stays by Beigong Tengxiao's side, he will be as much of a disaster as she herself.
She was about to turn around and leave when she saw a figure she hadn't seen for a long time.
Walking around the corner was a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes. She was Bei Gong Lie's beloved concubine Bai Ling'er, the sister of Duke Bai. She was the most powerful woman in the six palaces. Even Bei Gong Tengxiao would
Kudos to her.
If Bei Gonglie hadn't taken her to be buried with him after his death, Chu Jiaoli might not have been able to be the master of the six palaces even if she had become the queen.
Sun Wanwan turned her back to Concubine Ling and said with arrogance: "When I become the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince ascends the throne and becomes the Emperor, I will become the head of the Six Palaces and the most noble woman in the Palace. It doesn't matter if I suffer this little grievance."
What? When the time comes, I will order someone to cut off her hand that is an eyesore!"
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli sneered, it was a good thing from heaven, someone had avenged her.
Sure enough, Hongying, the maid beside Concubine Ling, walked up behind her, grabbed her wrist and turned her around, raised her hand and slapped her hard.
With a loud and clear slap, Sun Wanwan stumbled and fell to the ground.
Bing'er wanted to help her up, but when she raised her eyes, her face turned pale with fright, and she knelt down with weak legs.
Hongying frowned and stared at the ignorant woman in front of her, saying: "How presumptuous! Who is making such nonsense here!"
"You are so brave! Do you know who I am?!" Sun Wanwan, who had regained consciousness, raised her head with sullen eyes and pointed at the woman in gorgeous clothes in front of her. After taking a closer look, her expression gradually changed from angry to overwhelmed.
Then panic and panic.
"Oh? Who are you?" Concubine Ling's feminine voice was somewhat intimidating, and she looked at her with a pair of slightly narrowed willow eyes.
Sun Wanwan immediately got up from the ground and knelt down. She knocked her head on the ground and did not dare to lift it up. She said: "I have no intention of offending Concubine Ling. My daughter deserves to die!"
"Raise your head." Concubine Ling said coldly.
Sun Wanwan was so frightened that she trembled all over and saw no movement for a long time.
"Huh." Concubine Ling frowned slowly and snorted displeasedly.
Hongying noticed it quickly and sternly said to Sun Wanwan: "Didn't you hear what the empress said? Why don't you raise your head quickly!"
Sun Wanwan swallowed nervously and slowly raised her head.
"I just asked you, who are you?" Concubine Ling repeated unhurriedly.
Sun Wanwan's spine felt chilly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and she said: "To... back to the empress, my name is Sun Wanwan."
Concubine Ling reached out to lift her chin and looked at her face carefully.
Although Sun Wanwan is very good-looking, compared to a first-rate beauty like Concubine Ling, she is still not considered a role.
Concubine Ling glanced disdainfully, then let go of her hand, slowly walked around behind her, and said, "It's just so-so."
Sun Wanwan immediately turned around to face her and said, "Of course I can't compare with you, my empress."
Hearing this, Concubine Ling suddenly raised her foot and kicked her on the left shoulder hard, saying: "With your beauty, you also want to bring trouble to the harem? It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"
Sun Wanwan exclaimed and fell to the ground. In pain, she immediately stood up and knelt down, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "I am talking nonsense! I hope your Majesty will forgive me! I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore!"
Concubine Ling slightly narrowed her apricot eyes and said, "Sun Wanwan, is your father Sun Li, the Minister of Civil Service?"
Hearing this, Sun Wanwan's face turned pale and she cried, "My queen, please spare my life! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
Listening to her helpless cry, Concubine Ling raised her eyes and saw a familiar figure walking towards her. She chuckled sarcastically, then walked around her and left slowly.
It would be nice to let her lose face in front of him before teaching her a lesson.
Chu Jiaoli looked at Sun Wanwan's collapsed and trembling figure on the ground. Concubine Ling had always been ruthless in her methods. I was afraid this was the last time she would see her.
She liked this ending.
After thinking about it, Chu Jiaoli gently raised the corners of her lips, intending to walk up to Sun Wanwan and throw the hosta back to her.
But before she even took half a step, someone behind her grabbed her wrist and led her back.
"Who!" Chu Jiaoli blurted out in shock.
Concubine Ling frowned slightly when she heard this, and before she could walk far away, she slowly turned around.
Beigong Tengxiao pulled Chu Jiaoli back without looking back, frowning and said: "My lord, what's wrong?"
