C8 The Hatred Grew Deeper and Deeper

The imperial physicians had invited a group after another. Although they had given Yue Qing a prescription that could treat her injuries, none of them could find any traces of poison.

Yue Qing sneered and told the servant, Yuan, to give the imperial physicians a reward for inviting them out. She laid on the bed and touched her face covered by a veil. Although the imperial physicians said that there were no traces of poison, she was still worried that there would be scars in the future and that she would not be able to please Jun Liye anymore.

It was late at night. The cold moonlight fell on the ground, casting a shadow on the ground like a ghost.

Shuangyao did not change her clothes. She sat by the table and watched the candle flame sway. She was waiting for the time to come, waiting for Yue Qing to come and beg her.

She was confident that she could cure the Gu that she had planted.

When the time came, a smile appeared on the corner of Shuangyao's mouth. She turned her head and looked at the white tiger and said, "Fox, I don't need you to do anything later. I am afraid that this lowly servant will dirty your good skin."

At the time of two hours, the white tiger raised its head and looked outside through the door. The white tiger's hearing was much better than ordinary people, and it could hear a sound clearly.

"It's here." Shuangyao's smile deepened. She stood up and walked to the door. The red coral pendant in her ear swayed, reflecting her white face.

She opened the door and saw a madman with disheveled hair rushing towards her. He could not take it after only fifteen minutes. Her pain was thousands of times more painful than hers.

The madman crawled to Shuangyao's front. Yue Qing, who had always paid attention to her appearance, ignored her messy hair and disheveled clothes. She grabbed Shuangyao's slender and cold ankle and begged weakly, "Saint, please give me the antidote. Yue Qing will never say no in the future."

"Now you know how painful it is? This pain should have made you suffer a long time ago, but now it is not too late. Yue Qing, after such a long time, you have to pay the price." Shuangyao pulled out the leg in Yue Qing's hand and squatted down to grab her hair, revealing Yue Qing's face. She found it funny and disgusted.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is this still the high and mighty Mrs. Qing? Look at her miserable appearance, do you hate me to the core?"

"No, no, no. I don't dare. Yue Qing knows that she is wrong. Yue Qing really knows that she is wrong. I beg... I beg the Saint to give me the antidote... Ah... it hurts..." Yue Qing curled up into a ball, like a worm at the end of its life in late autumn. However, the hatred in her eyes was like the sprouting of grass in spring, full of her heart.

"I heard that the former imperial concubine used chains to pierce her spine and locked her in the dungeon because of you. Every day, she was whipped and tortured. Have you ever thought about how much pain she was in?"

Those dark and gloomy days were all borne by her biting her teeth and enduring it bit by bit. Even the people who guarded her had the heart to bear it, but did she and Jun Liye have any feelings?

No!

"I deserve to die ten thousand times... I deserve to die... But... if I die another ten thousand times, Queen Yi won't be able to come back either..." Yue Qing clenched her fists tightly and said.

The coldness in Shuangyao's eyes increased. Is it? Can't come back? If she were to see me coming back with her own eyes, that expression would be very funny.

Thinking of this, Shuangyao decided to keep Yue Qing and let her witness the day when her glory returned!

She took out a porcelain bottle from her waist and threw it to Yue Qing as if she was giving a dog a reward. She said in disdain, "This is the antidote, but it can't cure your Gu poison immediately. You need to suffer for two more days before the Gu poison can completely disappear."

"Thank you, Saintess, thank you, Saintess …" Yue Qing crawled up with both hands and feet, picked up the porcelain bottle that was rolling on the ground, poured out the antidote and immediately consumed it.

In just a moment, the pain had been relieved.

"Get lost!" Shuangyao fiercely shouted and entered the room.

Yue Qing stood at the door and looked at it. With a clang, she closed the door. The vicious expression on her face immediately appeared, making her look even more gloomy with her back facing the moonlight.

Shuangyao, if I can't do anything to you today, don't think that I won't be able to do anything to you in the future.

Yue Qing tidied herself up a little and walked out of Shuangyao's courtyard in the dark path. After all, if she walked in the bright light and was seen by others, she would never be able to raise her head again in this lifetime.

Suddenly, Yue Qing heard a strange sound from the grass. She stopped and listened. The more she listened, the more suspicious she became. She walked over and shouted, "Who is it?"

A rustling sound could be heard. A man and a woman came out of the grass. With the help of the bright moonlight, Yue Qing immediately recognized them. They were Yuan and Wang Quan, who were serving her.

An electric current flashed in Yue Qing's mind. She smiled darkly and walked in front of Yuan. She looked at Wang Quan and said, "If others know about this, the two of you will be in deep trouble. Not to mention whether you can keep your face, your lives will also be in danger."

"Madam, please show mercy and let us go. We didn't do anything wrong in the mansion. We beg you to spare us. We were just in love and didn't do anything wrong. We beg you to spare us." Yuan was crying and was afraid that Yue Qing would expose them. She and Wang Quan would be dealt with by the butler.

"That's right. We are master and servant. I will naturally not disregard our relationship. Let's go back first. We can talk slowly." Through the gaps between the leaves, Yue Qing's face was reflected in the moonlight.

Yue Qing returned to her own courtyard and asked Wang Quan to go to the kitchen to prepare some food for her. After a night of torment, she was already exhausted.

Yuan stood behind Yue Qing and helped her into the house. He asked someone to open the hot water to serve Yue Qing a bath.

After entering the hot water, Yue Qing felt refreshed and relaxed.

Yuan stood behind her and helped her take care of her dry hair. She was afraid that she would anger Yue Qing if she pulled it too tightly.

"Yuan, you have been serving me for a long time. I know that you have reached your age and I was going to find you a good family. Since you already have someone in your heart, I am willing to fulfill your wish." Yue Qing closed her eyes and smelled the faint rose fragrance floating on the water.

"Thank you, Madam. Thank you, Madam." Yuan immediately knelt down to express her gratitude.

"You can't just thank me verbally. I have something that I need you and Wang Quan to help me with. If you do it well, I will let you two get married immediately." Yue Qing turned her head and looked at Yuan, who was on the ground. Her face was steaming like a red cloud.

Yuan did not dare to refuse and could only agree.

The male servant that Jun Liye had chosen for Shuangyao had arrived. He was led by the butler to the small courtyard where Shuangyao was.

Wang Quan secretly came in front of the butler according to Yue Qing's instructions and pulled him to the side. He stuffed a bag of broken silver into the butler's sleeve and said in a low voice, "I have seen everything in the kitchen in my life. I also want to serve my master. Please take care of me. Leave a position for me beside Miaojiang Saintess."

"You brat, you can't see that you are thinking far ahead. Alright, come with me." The butler weighed the silver in his sleeve and said with satisfaction.

The butler pushed Wang Quan into the group of male servants. After all, it would not be obvious if there was an extra one.