The cook is in the back house and knows a lot about the area under the armpit. As long as she pierces it with force, the whole person will become smelly in the future.
The hollow chicken feathers are sharp and can bleed, but will only leave a small hole after piercing the human body.
The cook is not worried at all about whether Min Yue will complain to Jin Qing.
You know, Min Yue suffered many injuries from their kicks, but until now, Min Yue has never complained to her mother.
This Min Yue only knows how to call her mother, and she can only laugh but not cry when she is bullied. Even if she suffers a big loss, she can't explain clearly. It is obvious that she is stupid enough to give them an advantage.
Thinking of the poor little girl who had been trampled under her feet in the past and suddenly someone was supporting her, the cook couldn't help but feel hatred in her heart. She just wanted to let Min Yue have a taste of her power.
The cook's hand was wrapped in a thick rag, trying to hold down Min Yue's body, while the other hand stabbed Min Yue's armpit heavily.
A shrill scream was heard, and the cook's wrist was bitten hard by Min Yue.
The cook didn't care much and beat Min Yue's head and face as hard as she could, drawing blood from Min Yue's scabbed scalp.
The other people were originally expecting to see a good show, but at this time they were too frightened to move forward at all.
Finally, Min Yue pulled hard and successfully tore off the flesh from the cook's wrist.
The cook looked at the bones of her wrists, wailed, and ran in the direction where the steward had escaped.
Like a fierce ghost, Min Yue fiercely swallowed the meat in her mouth, and even licked the blood stains on her mouth clean.
She stared at the other cooks in front of her with her blood-red eyes.
The remaining cooks in the woodshed were so frightened that they knelt on the floor. This was not the weak and bullied Princess Min Yue. This was clearly an evil ghost crawling out of the eighteenth level of hell.
The cooks were panicking for a while, but only then did they realize that Princess Minyue and Princess Ruiyi were really their biological mother and daughter.
Both of them are equally difficult to mess with.
Xu Yan was lying on the bed at this time, feeling chills all over his body, shaking like fallen leaves in the wind.
Although he is a martial arts practitioner, he has never encountered such a bloody scene as today.
Since his father passed away and he took over as Marquis of Yichang, he has been determined to make the lintel of Yichang Marquis more prominent.
It took him ten years to finally get the Marquis of Yichang re-ranked in front of the emperor. Even his martial arts skills had been neglected. The hardships involved cannot be appreciated by outsiders.
Years of peaceful life had already nurtured his fragile little heart, so how could he withstand such a big stimulation today.
He asked his servants to go to another court to inform Madam Hou to return to the mansion as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation. The Marquis of Yichang rested in bed with peace of mind. He had no intention of dealing with the affairs of the Hou's mansion now.
Yichang Hou was lying on the bed, groaning and complaining of a headache. A beautiful concubine was carefully changing the hot towel on his head, "Master, what's wrong with you? There's nothing to worry about!"
The Marquis of Yichang has passed this year, and his good looks from his ancestors make him look heroic. The concubine was just brought into the house this year. She has just turned sixteen, which is the age of a delicate flower.
Knowing that if he wanted to gain a foothold, he needed to be close to the master, so when he heard that Yichang Hou was ill, he coquettishly asked to come over to serve him.
The beautiful concubine's voice was sweet, and her movements were full of temptation for Yichang Hou.
If it were in the past, Yichang Hou might have just half-heartedly settled into a relationship with this beautiful concubine.
But today he was greatly frightened and lost face in front of everyone. It was the right time for him to feel angry.
The servant he sent to monitor Jin Qing just now came over to report that Jin Qing had taken over the big kitchen and the steward of the kitchen had died of excessive bleeding in the garden of the Hou Mansion.
Thinking of these things, the Marquis of Yichang became more and more irritable. He raised a basin filled with hot water on his beautiful concubine and said, "Shut up if you can't speak."
Although the water temperature was not too high, the frightened concubine still screamed in surprise.
Unexpectedly, this exclamation touched Yichang Hou's fragile nerves, recalling the scene when he was dragging his intestines like a demon, and walked back to his yard in a daze under the exclamations of everyone.
The shame and indignation in the heart of the Marquis of Yichang suddenly turned into anger. His decades-old face had been completely lost. If this matter spread, how would he lead troops to defend the capital in the future.
Moreover, that woman Rui Yi didn't even show her face, but she had already made him look like this.
The more Yichang Hou thought about it, the angrier he became. At this moment, the face of the beautiful concubine seemed to change into the Ruiyi in his memory.
Yichang Hou suddenly sat up from the bed and kicked his beautiful concubine to the ground.
The concubine originally came to flatter her, but unexpectedly, she was first splashed all over by the Marquis of Yichang, and then kicked in the stomach by the Marquis of Yichang.
If the concubine was older and had experienced more things, she might be able to learn to assess the situation and know that she had violated the taboo of the Marquis of Yichang.
But she is only sixteen years old now. Although she comes from a small family, she has been raised pampered.
She only felt bursts of severe pain in her waist and stomach, which made her cry.
Little did he know that her cries aroused the violent factor in Yichang Hou's heart. Yichang Hou grabbed the cloth he had just put on his head and whipped the concubine on the ground like a whip.
At first, the beautiful concubine just cried coquettishly, but later it turned into a wail. She never knew that the gentle man who was like a father could have such a violent side.
When the Marquis of Yichang heard the wailing of his beautiful concubine, he felt more and more comfortable. It seemed that the shadow caused by the fright today was gradually getting smaller.
Seeing his beautiful concubine being whipped, her clothes were messy and she was crying. Most of the depression in Yichang Hou's heart was gone. He bent down, grabbed the beautiful concubine's neck and lifted her up.
The concubine's neck was pinched so hard by Yichang Hou that she could hardly breathe. She kept slapping Yichang Hou's arms with both hands and kicking her hard with her feet.
Gradually her breath became weaker and weaker, and her tongue came out of her mouth.
Seeing the concubine's appearance, Yichang Hou became interested. He still held the concubine's neck with one hand and pressed her down on the table, and started to pull up the concubine's belt with the other hand.
When the Yichang Hou was preparing to take up the gun and go into battle, a boy ran in from outside the house and crawled, "Master Hou, it's not bad, that man is here!"
The Marquis of Yichang angrily let go of the dying concubine in his hands and turned to look at the servant, "Who did you say is coming?"
Although he asked the question, the Marquis of Yichang knew in his heart that the reason why the young boy could be frightened like this must have something to do with that Ruiyi.
It's just that the woman was also extremely upset. He was lying in the room not because he was afraid, but because he was not feeling well.
Who knows what kind of witchcraft that woman Rui Yi learned in the Jin Dynasty and came back. When he recharges his energy and goes to the court tomorrow to read a copy of her, I guess the emperor is very willing to treat this woman as a monster and burn it to ashes.
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