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"No." Before he could finish his words, Qingyu rejected him immediately.

"Qingyu." A trace of disappointment flashed across Du Xue's eyes, as she knew that she shouldn't have spoken at all.

"You should know the king's character." "Don't try to change the king's decision. If you think the punishment is not enough, next time, I won't let you come back alive."

"I know." Du Xue's long hair draped over her shoulders as she gently closed her eyes. "I just want her to stay alive for three months …"

"The king will not let her die so easily." Qing Yu's identity was only a guard, but his words and actions were on equal footing with Young Marquis. He said in a deep voice, "You should think about yourself. Three months later, we hope to welcome you back at the city gate."

A bitter smile appeared on Du Xue's face as she opened her watery eyes, "Of course, I will come back. I want the King's reward."

Du Yuqing remembered every word Du Xue said. Her memory was very good. After reading the book once, she could almost recite the entire book.

"Xiaoxiao, remember, don't let the king see through you."

"Xiaoxiao, those around the king must stay away from him and not provoke him, especially the imperial concubine …"

She recited all of her words in reverse, but because she hadn't slept for the entire night, she found a comfortable position and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she saw the bright yellow curtain covering the carriage.

The youngest daughter of the general's household was indeed an idiot. Not only did she have mental problems, she was also addicted to sleep.

In the abandoned yard, Mei Xin and Xiuju struggled to dress their new master.

"Miss sure can sleep." Mei Xin said as she took off her water jade belt and hung it on her waist.

"Yeah, I must have been tired last night." Xiujutian's innocent face was shining with sympathy for her new master.

They had once served a concubine who had just received a favor. The next day, none of those concubines who were as beautiful as flowers were able to get out of bed. How terrifying.

Du Yuqing let them play with her. As long as she could hold onto her blanket, she would be able to do the happiest thing she could do right now.

Oh, she dreamed of her mother making her delicious Red Braised Meat, and of her best friend, Tsukiko 14. She dreamed of having such a beautiful face …

Mei Xin, Xiuju, Hua Gai, and Xun Quan all knelt on the ground, their knees trembling slightly. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The light of the morning sun shone on the desolate courtyard. The man who stood against the light carried an oppressive force that made it hard for people to breathe. Even when he smiled, no one dared to look him in the eye.

Du Yuxi walked to the bed in the inner room. He looked at Du Yuqing, who was holding onto the pillow and drooling with a silly smile on her face, and slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Someone, come." His voice was low and sweet, Du Yuxi's gaze was locked on the sleeping girl.

Mei Xin and Xiuju, on their knees, moved over from the door, not daring to look up. "Servant is here."

"Raise the blanket." She still had a gentle voice, like the spring wind of March, but it was filled with absolute command.

Xiuju immediately went to the embroidery bed and pulled away the quilt.

Du Yuqing was lying on the bed, wearing only her apron and white shorts. Her snow-white skin was covered in dark red kisses from her shoulders to her back.

Du Yuqing felt a chill on her body and subconsciously reached for her blanket.

Seeing her roll over and kick around to find the blanket, the rose-colored kiss mark on the side of her apron made Du Yuxi's eyes darken slightly, as if a trace of hostility flashed across it.

He stepped forward to the bed and pressed his hand against the rose scar at her collarbone.

Du Yuqing frowned in her dreams, as if a fly had landed on her shoulder. It was extremely itchy, disturbing her beautiful dreams of eating Red Braised Meat.

He waved his hand to catch the fly, but it hit him on the back of his hand with a "Pa" sound.

Hearing this voice, Mei Xin and Xiuju, who had their heads lowered and were kneeling on the ground, turned pale. Was this a new master beating up the king, or was this a king beating up his son?

In short, no matter who did it, their lives were too miserable. They had just come out of the Punishment Department and were about to be sent to the Punishment Department by their master, who would cause trouble even if they fell asleep.

Du Yuqing woke up from the beautiful dream of braised meat when the small hand of meat hit her long, bony fingers.