Chapter 50: Are You Deliberately Going Against This King? 10
Several maids came in and tidied up the place. The body of the guard was also carried out by several young eunuchs. A maid stood beside me and said softly: "Queen, let the slaves help you up."
I sighed and moved slightly, and she hurriedly came forward to support me. I lay on the bed, closing my eyes slightly, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
The palace maids cleaned up the palace, brought in water, and helped me bathe and change clothes. Lying in the warm water, I felt like I was about to float. It felt like a childhood dream, and many past events came to mind.
I put on new clothes, a long dress as pure as snow, embroidered with a few elegant peonies, gorgeous but not charming, noble but not showy. The dexterous palace maid came over and combed my hair in the crescent moon style that is very popular in the palace.
Bun, with a pearl flower on the top of the bun, and a crystal-clear jade pearl hanging from the bottom.
The night was fading, and lamps were lit in the palace. With the bright light, I looked at myself in the mirror, and it seemed that I had changed into a different person. The charming me wrapped in a bright red robe seemed to disappear all of a sudden.
, all that is left is the pale and colorless version of myself in the mirror.
As soon as I finished packing, I saw his appearance in the bronze mirror. His strong body with ferocious scars looked so familiar. He had given me so many humiliations and beatings.
I sat there quietly without looking at him. He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine and was a little drunk. He stood behind me and looked at me. I also looked at him in the mirror. He didn't speak.
I don't speak either
He staggered a little and came behind me. The maids quietly retreated. We were alone in the huge palace. He finally spoke. The thick smell of alcohol sprayed on my body, which was very pungent. I couldn't help but
Cover your nose with your sleeves
"Turn your face to me!!!!" His tone was very domineering, but it was so uncomfortable in my ears. I didn't like him talking to me in such a harsh tone, so I ignored it.
Still sitting silently
"I want you to turn your face to me!" His tone became more harsh and domineering, and he reached out to pinch my chin, pulled it away hard, and said, "Are you deaf?"