Then, she saw Long MuChen had slowly stood up from his seat. He looked down at her, smiling: âSince you know, then how can Imperial Concubine Yun not know the meaning of the sentence?â
His eyes were as always, bright. The corner of his eyes raised up, adding onto a seductive feeling. His posture was elegant but it vaguely pervaded a type of icy cold breath which led people in in their hearts to be unconsciously shocked.
Long MuChen slowly lowered his head, his tone not quick nor slow yet it was firm. He unhurriedly opened his mouth again: âQian DuoDuo had already married third Wangye so she is apart of the royal family. How is it up to family Qianâs turn to use the family punishment on her? Plus you said she hadnât placed her superiors in her eyes. This Master doesnât understand it. Qian DuoDuo is the Master. Qian Zheng Kuan is the official. He hadnât kowtowed and greeted her but instead, told servants to beat the third WangFei up. Could it be that government minister Qian wants to be in charge of the royal family?â
âThis servant doesnât dare toâŠThis servant doesnât dare toâŠThis servant should die 10,000 times and even then, his crimes canât be sparedâŠâ Long MuChenâs one sentence had frightened Qian Zheng Kuan so much that he kneeled on the ground and his face slowly lost its color. His face was pale white and he trembled.
Long MuChen hadnât paid attention to Qian Zheng Kuan, instead, he watched Qian DuoDuoâs awkward and slightly angry expression. He continued to ask: âImperial Concubine Yun had also said third WangFei had offended her superiors and contradicted the imperial concubine. This Master doesnât think so thoughâŠThe women in the palace, casually throw a rock and a group of women would have appeared. Today you could be the imperial concubine so tomorrow you could be locked in the cold palace, becoming a maid. However the third WangFei, thereâs only oneâŠThis Masterâs words, does Imperial Concubine Yun understand?â
Long MuChenâs last sentence, although his tone was light and faint, yet it revealed an incomparable dignity. It scared Qian Yun Er badly that she almost kneeled on the ground due to the lack of strength. However, the maid by her side quickly moved over to hold onto herâŠ
No matter how dumb she was, she had heard the threatening tone within Long MuChenâs words. If it was someone else, Qian Yun Er mightâve snorted disdainfully. However, in the face of Chen Wang, she hadnât dared to overestimate her abilities and attempt the impossible.
Just one casual sentence from him couldâve led the Emperor to lock her in the cold palace and land in eternal damnationâŠ
âYesâŠWhat Master Chen had scolded is correct. BenâŠIt is I who had made a rash decisionâŠâ Qian Yun Er held onto her body and immediately gave in.
Then she took small steps and walked in front of Qian DuoDuo. She raised her hand over to hold onto Qian DuoDuoâs arm. Her tone was kind, not having a single trace of an overbearing manner from before: âDuo Er before it was this sister who had done things too harshly. This sister apologizes to you. Donât be mad at this sister, okay?⊠Let this sister see, are you injured anywhere? Does it hurt ah?â
Qian DuoDuo heard as each of the sentences contained âsisterâ and she felt so disgusted that goosebumps appeared on her whole body. She shivered then exclaimed: âAiyo, my small arm ahâŠâ
âYour arm hurts?â Qian Yun Er immediately raised her hand over to rub it.
âDoesnât hurtâŠâ Qian DuoDuo blinked her eyes.
After that: âAiyoâŠMy small waist ahâŠâ
âYou hurt your waist?â Qian Yun Er was nervous once again.
âItâs quite okayâŠâ Said the woman.
âAiyoâŠMy throat ahâŠâ
Qian Yun Er, at this time, had just realized this stupid girl was deliberately giving her a hard time, making her serve herself like a maid. In her heart, she immediately became angry. She tugged the corner of her lips and stiffly smiled: âSince younger sister is okay, then get up. The floor is coldâŠâ
âButâŠâ Qian DuoDuo raised her head to take another look at Long MuChen then turned her gaze towards the second lady. She innocently blinked her eyelashes, carefully, and pitifully lowered her head wanting to squeeze out some tears. Her voice pretended to be timid:\n