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Chapter Eleven: A Clear Conscience

Fang Guiren sluggishly froze, seeing the cold face of Yi Fang looking at her, that confidence made her feel uncomfortable all over for some reason. After a long time, she came back to her senses, wiped her tears and said: "My dear, what did you do the day before yesterday?"

Isn't it enough to beat my concubine dozens of times? Is it necessary to beat me again? How did I make my concubine angry? Please tell me clearly, otherwise I really don't know how to survive."

Seeing Fang Guiren crying so sadly, Yifang remained unmoved and just stood quietly in front of Xia Jie. Yifang knew that Xia Jie was looking at her.

Yifang definitely doesn't believe it when Xia Jie is worried that Fang Gui will come over. Women, especially beauties, are just inconspicuous embellishments in Xia Jie's life. Because there are too many, they are ordinary and therefore dispensable. Unless

, is a woman of value to Xia Jie, he might be able to give a little more charity and think about how to squeeze more value out of her.

As for Fang Guiren, he was promoted from a palace maid. He has no family background and no extraordinary intelligence that can help him maintain the balance of the harem. However, even if he is an unintentional plaything, it naturally has no weight, so Yifang chose to use her to establish a family.

Power.

As for the important ministers in the family like Mrs. Li, Yifang would not touch them easily now, otherwise, she is really not sure who Xia Jie will choose in the end.

"Do you have anything to say?"

When Yifang saw Xia Jie's glaring gaze, his face remained as calm as a puddle of calm water.

"Replying to the emperor, I am exercising the power of the Sixth Palace, and I consider myself fair and have done nothing wrong."

Yifang clearly saw Xia Jie's eyes suddenly jump after hearing these words.

"No oversight?"

Yifang smiled and nodded, "I have a clear conscience."

Everyone was sweating for Yifang, and Fang Guiren looked at Yifang with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Xia Jie stood up, and because of excessive force, he threw Fang Guiren, who was leaning on his knees, to the ground. Fang Guiren let out a sweet cry, but did not get any response from Xia Jie, and did not dare to act coquettishly anymore.

After being served, he stood up and looked at Yifang with a domineering look, as if he was waiting for something.

Lifting Yi Fang's round and smooth chin with his cold and slender fingertips, Yi Fang saw that his two-color pupils were astonishingly bright and cold. No matter when, this man always maintained a calmness and self-possession that ordinary people did not have, even in

When making love, Yifang could always see his hidden peace.

Xia Jie turned his neck, rubbed his lips on Yi Fang's earlobe, and said in Yi Fang's ear at a volume that only two people could hear: "In this palace, there is no one with a clear conscience!"

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