Chapter 82 The ruthless king tortures the concubine 4

Style: Science Author: faint weak waterWords: 2008Update Time: 24/01/11 18:03:50
In fact, Murong Mo Shang was forced to become an elite by his life experience. The hatred of the country and the family made him want to let the whole Xiao family die as miserable as possible; but on the other hand, the kindness of knowing him and his childhood sweetheart made him love Xiao Luoxi deeply.

Otherwise, there would not have been all kinds of torture later, and he would have been sent to the army long ago. The women who were exiled to the army, whether they were princesses, princesses, or court ladies, were tortured to the point where the mortality rate was extremely high, and their bodies were dragged away every day. The princess may still leave her name on the jade plate, but other women will eventually be lost in the long river of history and disappear.

Therefore, Xi Ning prepared second-hand, heal the injury first, stay if you can, and run away if you can't!

God knows why she always receives such frustrating tasks, one is worse than the other. At least I was either rich or noble before, but this time I fell into a free fall and became a slave of the palace slave. I was really drunk!

At this time, the door was pushed open, and there was a "squeak". I really couldn't stand the sound that would be made every time the door was opened, especially when the fever had not completely gone away, the sound penetrated directly from the eardrum into the brain.

A palace maid wearing thick cotton palace clothes walked in. She said with a face without even closing the door: "Luo Xi, why are you still here? Have the floors been swept and the floor tiles of Changle Palace wiped? She did it. , not you!”

The palace maid who came was called Hongyun, who was specially sent to take care of Xiao Luoxi and the master's work. Secretly, he received a lot of benefits from Xiao Meiren, so he naturally tried to make things difficult for her.

No matter how cold wind filled with snowflakes filled the room, the cold winter wind made Xining hold back a few coughs.

"Oh~" Xiao Luoxi stood up obediently and was about to go out.

can not go!

According to the plot, after the body owner was punished, Xiao Luoxi went to Changle Palace to clean the floor. At that time, people had to kneel down to wipe the floor with a brush and then wipe it dry with a cloth. Otherwise, the long dresses of ladies and beauties would be stained.

When Xiao Meiren passed by, she fell. It was said that Xiao Luoxi deliberately did not wipe off the water after brushing, causing the ice to freeze and causing her to slip and fall.

So Murong Mo Shang ordered to hit him fifty times.

Xiao Meiren bribed the executioner and beat him to death. Before reaching the age of forty, Xiao Luoxi died, and Murong Mo Shang held the dying Xiao Luoxi in anger, shouting that they would not live and that they would all be buried with him.

The executioner was killed on the spot, and Xiao Meiren was thrown into the cold palace. After saving him for half a month, Xiao Luoxi managed to save his life.

But the owner was injured and there was no one around him. Two days later he had a fever, hunger and starved to death. After Xiao Luoxi came back to life, someone came to check. If the weather hadn't been cold enough and frozen into an ice corpse, the owner's body would have stunk.

"Miss!" Xining shouted, then smiled apologetically: "Sister Hongyun, can you be accommodating? I am injured and have no one to take care of me. I need her to serve me tea and water."

"Just you..." Hongyun looked contemptuous, but he immediately understood something. Compared to cleaning the floor tiles in front of Changle Palace, isn't it more humiliating to serve a lowly slave? And it's so cold outside that the dripping water turns into ice, so a floor mat can be placed in front of Changle Palace.

This alone shouldn’t be enough! In a court where dogs look down upon others, more powerful methods are needed.

Xining said something harsh again: "Although I was only implicated, His Majesty can tolerate even Xiao Mei, and he may not be able to tolerate me in the future. If I have the chance, I will definitely remember my sister's goodness."

Honor and disgrace all depend on the emperor's thoughts, otherwise they wouldn't be both princesses, with one being named a beauty and the other a palace slave.

Hongyun looked sideways and saw a bowl of broth and big white steamed buns on the table. After thinking for a while, he raised his head slightly: "Then let me tell you whether it works. It depends on your luck. If it works, I won't come. If it doesn't work..."

Xining responded immediately: "It's a cold day, if it works, my sister won't have to run again, and I will remember her kindness. If it doesn't, I can only blame my bad luck, and my sister will be affected."

Hongyun was satisfied. Although he was arrogant, his tone was much gentler: "He is a sensible person." Then he went out.

Bet Hongyun will lobby hard, otherwise she will have to run again, maybe it's still snowing to supervise Xiao Luoxi to clean the floor tiles.

Xiao Luoxi sent Hongyun out. As soon as Hongyun left, she closed the door gently and came back to sit by the bed. She was a little surprised: "Jiangqiu, I didn't expect you to be so good at talking. Even Hongyun, who is so sharp and mean, can be persuaded by you." ”

Xining said in between words: "I have been protected by young ladies in the past, and there were not many ups and downs, but I have seen a lot of dirty things in the palace. If you want to survive in the cracks, you must know your identity and what to say. , you can’t take one more step, and you can’t take one less step.”

Xiao Luoxi tilted her head slightly, her beautiful profile face was slightly dull, and then she said lightly: "Oh~"

It seems that you are not enlightened, this silly princess! It was just because life was so good in the past that I was so unscheming.

It is precisely because of the pampering of the father, queen and mother that things go smoothly and there is not too much evil in mind. In this palace, such a fool is also an outlier.

Xi Ning felt that every one of her missions was alien or weird.

As expected, Hongyun didn't come. On a cold day, who wouldn't want to hide in the house and warm up around the brazier? It's not a big hatred, there is no need to stand with Xiao Luoxi in front of Changle Palace and watch Xiao Luoxi clean the floor tiles for some benefits.

Two days later, when Xi Ning's injury had just scarred, news came that Xiao Meiren actually fell in front of Changle Palace.

The fall was not serious, but some people said that the evil spirits in Changle Palace were causing trouble. His own mother was skinned and made into a lampshade, and she became a beauty to serve the enemy who destroyed her clan, so she stumbled and fell.

This made Murong Mo Shang very unhappy, so he killed a few unimportant people with long tongues who happened to be shot, thus putting an end to the rumors. After telling Meiren Xiao to take good care of her injuries, she ignored her.

In fact, if you think about it, some woman should be the one who pranked Xiao Meiren. There were constant overt and secret fights in the palace. If Xiao Luoxi had been cleaning the floor tiles that day, all the targets would have been transferred to Xiao Luoxi, and nothing would have happened to Beauty Xiao.

The imperial doctor's medicine was good. After another five or six days, Xi Ning slowly dragged his body with thick scars from the wounds and followed Xiao Luoxi to continue doing the work of a low-level palace slave.

The weather is still that cold. The food preparation is much better than before, and a small amount of charcoal fire is provided, but the cotton-padded clothes still haven't dried up.

Even if there are no holes in the shabby cotton clothes on my body, the cold wind can still penetrate.

Xining was holding a big broom as tall as one person, standing there shivering in the cold. Watching Xiao Luoxi skillfully sweeping away the snow, I was really impressed by the heroine's ability to survive.

The snow had to be swept three times a day, and each time it took an hour to clear the snow around Changle Palace. The cotton clothes on my body were simply not enough to keep out the cold.

No, Xining started to use his brain!