I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

"Master, if you beat me, be ruthless."

"Hit you?" Su Minglang gave her a puzzled look. "It's easy to find a fight, but I don't hit people casually. At least give me a reason."

"Because, because there is someone by your side." Nan Xing mentioned it vaguely, and Su Minglang reacted instantly, and that vague gaze flashed in his mind again.

"Are you sure, Nanxing?" Su Minglang hesitated for a moment, looking at the person kneeling on the ground with a gloomy expression.

Nanxing nodded silently. Seeing her determined expression, Su Minglang no longer hesitated, took a step back and sat back on the couch.

“Xiao Ye!” She called out loudly to make sure everyone outside could hear: “Beat her until she confesses!”

"Master?" Xiao Ye's hands were shaking as he held the wide wooden board. "Master, you..."

"Beat him!" Su Minglang shouted without question, "Beat him hard for me!"

"Yes." Xiao Ye did not dare to hesitate any longer and raised the board in his hand with shaking hands, "Nanxing, you, you have to bear with it..."

As the wide wooden board fell straight down, Nanxing's body trembled more and more violently. Xiaoye was waving the board, tears already streaming down her face.

Su Minglang sat on it and watched with his own eyes the board fall down again and again until it landed on Nanxing's already bloody body. His palms were clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug deeply into it.

"That's enough!" Su Minglang stood up somewhat uncontrollably, suppressing the pain in his heart, and slowly said, "Nanxing, do you plead guilty?"

Nanxing lay on the bench, panting heavily, and managed to reply: "Nanxing, Nanxing admits it, admits it..."

"Okay!" Su Minglang gritted her teeth, "I will punish you to sweep the courtyard for three months. If you dare to be sneaky again, I will throw you back to the laundry department!"

"Yes, yes, Madam, I understand."

"Xiao Ye," Su Minglang called out in a low voice, "Go to the Imperial Hospital and get some medicine for external injuries. Remember to use your own name."

"Yes, master." Xiao Ye lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable. He turned his head away and didn't want to look at her, and ran away.

"Nanxing, tomorrow, tomorrow I want to know the reason!"

"Master, please believe me..." Nan Xing tried to get up while enduring the pain, but was pushed back by Su Minglang.

"Asshole!" Su Minglang cursed inwardly, "If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't touch you today!"

"Hmph!" She said that and left angrily.

Nan Xing was left alone, lying on the bench at a loss. She watched them walk away one by one, speechless and choking: "I was the one who got beaten, why are they so angry!"

"South Star?"

"Huh?" Nan Xing turned around in a daze and saw a figure sneaking by the door and looking outside, "Nan Xing, are you okay?"

"You, who are you?" Nanxing asked puzzledly.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Jasmine, Haitang, we are the same person."

"Jasmine? You, you are!, you are Li..."

Before Nan Xing could finish his words, Jasmine covered his mouth tightly.

"Ouch!" Jasmine's movements were so big that Nanxing pulled the wound again.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jasmine heard her cry of pain and quickly let go of her hand, "Please don't mention it, be careful not to expose it!"

Nanxing couldn't help laughing as she watched her cautious look. She understood Jasmine's worries, so she gently shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

"Jasmine, do you have something to ask me?"

"Of course!" Jasmine nervously handed a note to Nanxing's palm. Nanxing was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

Nanxing didn't open the note until Jasmine walked away. There were only a few sentences on the note, written in a beautiful handwriting, and it was obvious that they were written by a lady from a noble family.

Nanxing casually threw the note into the brazier and it disappeared in smoke.

The words on the note were clearly imprinted in her mind: "See you in the back garden at midnight tonight."

"We've fallen into a trap!" Nan Xing was a little excited, and even stood up stubbornly despite the pain behind him.

"Xiaoye?"

"Xiaoye?"

Su Minglang called out twice, but the little girl who should have appeared in front of him quickly was nowhere to be seen. Thinking of Nanxing's performance in the afternoon, Su Minglang suddenly felt a little panicked.

"Xiao Ye! Xiao Ye!" She pushed open the door and questioned a guard. Her flustered tone made the guard a little confused.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!” The guard raised his voice as he watched Su Minglang, who seemed to be in a nightmare: “Over there, Miss Ye Zi is over there!”

"What?" Su Minglang turned around suddenly and saw Xiaoye squatting alone in a corner of the flower bed, struggling to dig out the soil.

"Xiao Ye?" Su Minglang walked behind her unhappily, "Who asked you to take care of these flowers and plants? Hurry up and let the servants take care of them!"

"Aren't I just a servant?" Xiao Ye replied blankly, stiffening her neck and refusing to look back.

"Xiao Ye?" Su Minglang laughed in anger when he heard this, "Servant? If you are a servant, then who is the master in this palace?"

Su Minglang was tapped lightly on the forehead by a hand, "You are becoming more and more unruly, girl."

"I am a servant!" Xiao Ye said unyieldingly, "Servants should do what servants should do. After all, the life and death of us servants is determined by your words, Madam."

"Heh!" Su Minglang looked at her stiff neck and unconvinced expression and finally understood why she was acting like that. "Madam? Xiaoye, you really know how to hurt my heart!"

Su Minglang covered his chest and stopped talking, looking at Xiaoye with eyes full of loss.

"No, no, Master!" Xiao Ye couldn't bear to see her like this, and hurriedly grabbed her sleeve and said anxiously: "Your servant, this is not what I meant, your servant just..."

"Forget it!" Su Minglang shook her hand off and turned to go back. "You don't want to see me anyway, so just stay here and fiddle with these flowers and plants!"

"No, no, Master!"

Xiao Ye stood alone in front of the flower bed, disheveled in the wind.

"Shouldn't I be the one to raise the question?"

Xiao Ye felt that he was completely controlled by his master.

“Asshole!” Su Minglang returned to the bedroom and kicked the table hard, cursing angrily: “Nanxing, Nanxing, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will make you experience my wrath!”

"And that Xiao Ye!" Su Minglang kicked again angrily, "They even dared to do evil to me. How outrageous! How outrageous!"

At this moment, a guard suddenly glanced inside and saw Concubine Zhaoyi sulking in front of a table, muttering to herself.

The guard quickly withdrew his gaze and reached out to touch his still neck.

Sometimes the most important thing in life is to learn to shut up. The ancients were right!