Tea and tea leaves were spilled all over the floor, and white smoke was rising.
Wen Wen frowned, full of disapproval of Wen Wan's behavior, but didn't say anything.
Wen Wan is the princess of the palace and half the master of the palace.
And I am not even a guest.
How Wen Wan deals with the maid is Wen Wan's business.
Wen Wen doesn't want to interfere, and can't.
"Come here! Drag all the maids here out and give them thirty punishments! Let's see if they still dare to talk!" Wen Wan yelled hysterically.
The next second, the maid was immediately dragged out.
"Princess, please forgive me, the servants didn't say anything..."
"Princess, please forgive me, I don't know where the second lady heard about it..."
"princess……"
"…………"
The maids screamed for mercy.
Suddenly, the whole room became noisy.
"Pull it down!" Wen Wan shouted coldly, how could she easily spare these talkative maids.
Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, the maids asked Wen Wenwen for help——
"Second Miss, Second Miss, please help us speak quickly!"
"Second Miss, help me, I'm still young and I don't want to die..."
"Second Miss..."
Frowning softly.
Originally, she didn't plan to care.
But the maid begged herself like this and burst into tears...
Wen Wen thought of the careful care taken by several maids when she was sick.
Although it is said that they accepted the order from Dongfang Aoshi, which is why they are so good.
But thanks to them, my illness recovered so quickly...
Moreover, this matter indeed has nothing to do with the maid.
Wen Wan took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but said, "Wen Wan, let them go, this matter has nothing to do with them."
As soon as Rou Wen said these words, the servant holding the maid stopped in his tracks——
Most of the maids and servants in the palace grew up in the palace.
Growing up together, working together...the relationship is no different from that of brothers and sisters.
Who wants to see his brothers and sisters punished?
What's more, is the punishment of thirty canes so severe that even a man cannot bear it?
Before the thirty sticks are finished, I'm afraid these maids have already gone to the West to see the Lord Buddha.
I don't want to attack my companions, but they are of low status and cannot speak at all.
Now Wen Wen stands up and intercedes for the maid.
Naturally, everyone stopped.
"It has nothing to do with them? Do you think I will believe it?" Wen Wan sneered, not believing what Wen Wan said at all, "What are you doing standing still? Are you dragging it on!?"
The servants grabbed the maid's arms, dragged them into the garden, and bound them all.
In front of each maid, stood two muscular men over 1.8 meters tall.
The muscular man held a stick as thick as his arm in his hand and was full of murderous intent.
This formation...
If the fight continues, how can the maid survive?
"Wen Wan, I said, this matter has nothing to do with them, lock them up!" Wen Wen stepped forward, trying to stop her.
Wen Wan raised an eyebrow.
In front of Wen Wenwen, a wall of human flesh immediately appeared, blocking her way.
The punishment begins.
The muscular man thrust his stick down, and the maid screamed, her skin and flesh torn apart.
When the stick went down the second time, the maid could no longer scream and passed out.
His face was as pale as snow, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hair was completely soaked.
The muscular man saw nothing and raised his stick high again.
If you continue to fight, someone will really die!
Wen Wenwen felt a chill in her chest, and a force from nowhere pushed open the wall of flesh and rushed over——