The female officer seemed to realize something was wrong, and stretched out her hand on her back, pinching her hard: "You little bitch, this place is remote and this is my territory. Even if you cry to death, no one will know. If you cry again, you will be killed."
I'll strangle you to death..."
The sound of crying echoed in the big room, except for the ferocious scolding of the female official. As expected, she did not dare to cry anymore, sobbing and motionless. The two palace maids responsible for escorting Fang Fei back, one named Yaoyao and the other
Called Pearl. Seeing that the female official kept pinching the child's back, the bruises were all on the back, no bigger than the arms, and no one would lift them up to look at them. She worriedly whispered: "Ms. female official, be careful, the princess will report it to the emperor."
By then..."
"Princess? She is just a bitch, a slave to the subjugation of the country. From now on, whoever calls her princess in private will receive thirty sticks..."
Pearl quickly shut up.
"Do you really think that she is here to enjoy the princess' happiness? Didn't you see the expressions of the emperor and the ladies? They call her 'her', not princess. Who does she think she is? She also deserves the title of 'princess'?"
Pearl mustered up her courage: "But the emperor asked us to take good care of her. If the emperor finds out, he will punish us..."
With a "pop" sound, a slap fell on Pearl's face. The female officer spat out her saliva and said, "What a shameless bitch. Do I have the final say or do you?" The female officer wandered around the palace and became more mature with age. The emperor was
He would only think of her on a whim. After he returned to the palace and was busy with affairs, how could he remember such a trivial matter? What's more, she had already seen Concubine Lin Xian's attitude and eyes. How could the palace allow such a public complaint?
Little evildoer? Even if it is a conspiracy, you have to do it secretly. If everyone is so blatant, won't the palace be in chaos? Of course she will not ignore Concubine Lin Xian's hinting look when she leaves. She is
Should I offend the empress or this little bitch?
What's more, the palace maids didn't know it, but she herself knew that this little bitch was just a sacrifice. If the emperor really cared for her, he wouldn't treat her like this.
"Lock this little bitch up alone, keep an eye on her, and don't allow her to talk or move around."
"yes."
Although it was already midsummer, the temperature in Pingcheng was still just like spring. For several consecutive sunny days, the imperial garden had a hint of spring and the flowers were blooming. Everyone was busy planting the flowers and trees that had been brought back on a large scale.
Although the roots have been specially wrapped, the survival rate of the flowers and trees after traveling such a long distance and being unaccustomed to the soil and water is extremely low. Under the scorching sun, they are so miserable that their leaves are almost falling off, and the beautiful little flowers in the past are almost gone.
, can't be seen at all.
But everyone in the palace was curious and went to watch one after another. As soon as the novelty wore off, they felt that it was nothing, and their interest quickly focused on a new event. Because, in the White Deer Garden in the Imperial Garden, the princes and princesses
To welcome the father's triumphant return, a grand horseback riding competition will be held.
The folk customs in the north are strong, and both men and women, old and young, can ride horses. Especially for boys, they have extremely strict requirements since childhood. Their wise ancestors, in order to keep their physical strength forever and not to waste their fighting spirit in the palace, they made a decision
Rules, the annual Marseille, and long distance training.
Training won't start until autumn, and Marseille will start soon.
An exquisite grandstand has been set up in White Deer Garden, with a long red carpet spread out in a row, fresh garlands on both sides, and a huge mist formed by the fountain. Being in it is like a fairyland on earth.
Luojia had six sons and five daughters. He was different from his ancestors. He was familiar with the poetry and books of the Southern Dynasties, yearned for the soft and lingering artistic conception, and was much more tolerant of girls. He was not harsh on his golden friends and boys every day.
Just like crawling around in muddy water.
These beautiful girls all wore gorgeous tutu skirts. Each of them had a fixed number of maids to serve and a fixed number of female officials to teach them. At this time, they were walking on the stage while maintaining the most elegant and noble etiquette.
In the meantime, the hem of the skirt is swaying, pollen is gathering, and the fragrant fragrance is sprinkled all the way.
The boys all wore exquisite horse costumes, and under the leadership of their palace attendants, they looked like majestic and heroic warriors. Opposite them, a row of red and white ponies were washed clean and stretched out.
The long tongues greeted their noble master tamely. The female officer seemed to realize that something was wrong. She reached out her hand on her back and pinched her hard: "Little bitch, this place is remote and is my territory. Even if you
Even if I cry to death, no one will know. If you cry again, I will strangle you to death..."
The sound of crying echoed in the big room, except for the ferocious scolding of the female official. As expected, she did not dare to cry anymore, sobbing and motionless. The two palace maids responsible for escorting Fang Fei back, one named Yaoyao and the other
Called Pearl. Seeing that the female official kept pinching the child's back, the bruises were all on the back, no bigger than the arms, and no one would lift them up to look at them. She worriedly whispered: "Ms. female official, be careful, the princess will report it to the emperor."
By then..."
"Princess? She is just a bitch, a slave to the subjugation of the country. From now on, whoever calls her princess in private will receive thirty sticks..."
Pearl quickly shut up.
"Do you really think that she is here to enjoy the princess' happiness? Didn't you see the expressions of the emperor and the ladies? They call her 'her', not princess. Who does she think she is? She also deserves the title of 'princess'?"
Pearl mustered up her courage: "But the emperor asked us to take good care of her. If the emperor finds out, he will punish us..."
With a "pop" sound, a slap fell on Pearl's face. The female officer spat out her saliva and said, "What a shameless bitch. Do I have the final say or do you?" The female officer wandered around the palace and became more mature with age. The emperor was
He would only think of her on a whim. After he returned to the palace and was busy with affairs, how could he remember such a trivial matter? What's more, she had already seen Concubine Lin Xian's attitude and eyes. How could the palace allow such a public complaint?
Little evildoer? Even if it is a conspiracy, you have to do it secretly. If everyone is so blatant, won't the palace be in chaos? Of course she will not ignore Concubine Lin Xian's hinting look when she leaves. She is
Should I offend the empress or this little bitch?
What's more, the palace maids didn't know it, but she herself knew that this little bitch was just a sacrifice. If the emperor really cared for her, he wouldn't treat her like this.
"Lock this little bitch up alone, keep an eye on her, and don't allow her to talk or move around."
"yes."
Although it was already midsummer, the temperature in Pingcheng was still just like spring. For several consecutive sunny days, the imperial garden had a hint of spring and the flowers were blooming. Everyone was busy planting the flowers and trees that had been brought back on a large scale.
Although the roots have been specially wrapped, the survival rate of the flowers and trees after traveling such a long distance and being unaccustomed to the soil and water is extremely low. Under the scorching sun, they are so miserable that their leaves are almost falling off, and the beautiful little flowers in the past are almost gone.
, can't be seen at all.
But everyone in the palace was curious and went to watch one after another. As soon as the novelty wore off, they felt that it was nothing, and their interest quickly focused on a new event. Because, in the White Deer Garden in the Imperial Garden, the princes and princesses
To welcome the father's triumphant return, a grand horseback riding competition will be held.
The folk customs in the north are strong, and both men and women, old and young, can ride horses. Especially for boys, they have extremely strict requirements since childhood. Their wise ancestors, in order to keep their physical strength forever and not to waste their fighting spirit in the palace, they made a decision
Rules, the annual Marseille, and long distance training.
Training won't start until autumn, and Marseille will start soon.
An exquisite grandstand has been set up in White Deer Garden, with a long red carpet spread out in a row, fresh garlands on both sides, and a huge mist formed by the fountain. Being in it is like a fairyland on earth.
Luojia had six sons and five daughters. He was different from his ancestors. He was familiar with the poetry and books of the Southern Dynasties, yearned for the soft and lingering artistic conception, and was much more tolerant of girls. He was not harsh on his golden friends and boys every day.
Just like crawling around in muddy water.
These beautiful girls all wore gorgeous tutu skirts. Each of them had a fixed number of maids to serve and a fixed number of female officials to teach them. At this time, they were walking on the stage while maintaining the most elegant and noble etiquette.
In the meantime, the hem of the skirt is swaying, pollen is gathering, and the fragrant fragrance is sprinkled all the way.
The boys all wore exquisite horse costumes, and under the leadership of their palace attendants, they looked like majestic and heroic warriors. Opposite them, a row of red and white ponies were washed clean and stretched out.
The long tongues docilely welcome their noble owners.