C4

Hua Zhezhi did as he was told.

From the moment she knelt down, the last bit of dignity she had left in the world had been trampled over.

Little Lian's tears rolled out, she struggled to get up, but was pushed back, she shouted with all her might, "Miss, Miss, don't be like this ? "Your servant's death is not worthy of regret. It's not worth it for you to treat her like this ?"

Hua Zhezhi's face was pale as he knelt on the ground. In his hand was a cup of boiling hot tea, but his back was ramrod straight.

Her legs were old, and she was in extreme pain on her knees. There were broken stones on the ground, and every step she took while kneeling seemed like someone was holding a hundred needles, desperately stabbing her knee.

She was heavily injured and had not yet recovered. If she was not anxious to find Little Lian, she would have been unable to get down from the bed and forcefully knelt in front of Hua Yuyan. Hua Zhezhi slowly lowered her head and offered a cup of tea.

Hua Yuyan was overjoyed. She was a dignified daughter of the Hua family, and was once the woman that Xie Jingsheng held in his hands. However, the current Xie Wangfei was even worse than a dog.

She looked at the incomparably handsome but expressionless man by her side as she reached for her teacup. "What are you saying, if it wasn't for the prince asking you to do this, I'm afraid I would never have seen you kneel in front of me again. With how sincere you are, little sister will definitely not make things difficult for you ?" "Ahhh!"

Before she could finish speaking, the teacup flipped, and most of the tea fell into Hua Zhezhi's hands, instantly becoming red.

Xie Jingsheng's pupils shrank, and subconsciously went forward to look at Hua Zhezhi's hand, but then, he suddenly stopped.

Hua Zhezhi's hand trembled in pain, he lifted his head, only to see Hua Yuyan retracting his hand, the back of his hand was slightly red, his voice a little teary, "Big sister, if you were truly unwilling to give in, you wouldn't intentionally hurt little sister, little sister's hand still needed to be painted."

Hua Zhezhi endured the pain and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly: "My wife, please don't go overboard. You made this tea yourself."

However, Hua Yuyan started to tear up, and rubbed on Xie Jingsheng's chest, "Your Highness, look, I'm even playing the zither and painting for Your Highness, rubbing your shoulders and beating your back to serve Your Highness, what should I do?"

Little Lian cried loudly, "My prince, my lady has also drawn pictures for my lord before, now my lady's hand is burnt, please do me a favor, let my lady apply the medicine, my lady definitely did not do it on purpose ?"

Xie Jingsheng's dark eyes focused on him, "Esteemed wangfei, you're going to save someone and yet you're still so unwilling to accept the fact, hurting this duke's beloved concubine, what crime should you take?"

Hua Zhezhi seemed to have lost her temper. When she raised her head to look at Xie Jingsheng, her heart seemed to have become numb.

She just looked at him, at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, at that man who had once wanted to give his heart to her and who had looked down on her for a shred of grievance. Now, she pressed on and asked softly, "Prince, what do you want?"

Xie Jingsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his handsome face looked much more gentle compared to the sunlight, but his words were like winter flying with snow ? ?

"Since you are the princess consort, I will give you two choices. One, I will punish you with twenty lashes, and the guilt between you and your maidservant will be wiped away. Two, you will kowtow to me and admit your wrongs, and I will let you and your maidservant go. What do you think?"

As the sound of his voice faded, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.