The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Fei Wan told Yu Tingjin: "Since I dared to bring her to fight you, I have the ability to protect her."

Revenge cannot be taken by one person alone.

There are so many so-called lowly people who are bullied and humiliated in this deep palace.

It’s time to return the pain we’ve all suffered to the perpetrators.

Fei Wan looked at Xiao Hui who was almost losing control.

He knew that he was not the sinner who tempted her to commit the capital crime.

At this time in the previous life, Xiaohui had already died.

Died just two days ago.

The toilet in Fengyi Palace cracked and the foul water filled the Empress' stomach.

No one knew why it cracked, and in the end the blame was put on the young palace maid who cleaned the toilet in Xinzheku.

According to the rules, Xiaohui will be caned thirty times.

The merciful Queen Mother specially granted permission to only hit twenty times.

But this time Xiaohui was not so lucky and died directly under the cane.

Just drag it out of the palace and burn it and bury it, who cares?

Just a worthless person.

Fei Wan saw with her own eyes Xiaohui lying on the body transport vehicle covered with a white cloth and being taken away.

The arms hanging outside the cloth were covered in bruises and purples, all scars from daily abuse.

Similar experience to hers.

In her previous life, she watched Xiaohui's body go away with sorrow, thinking that she might end up like this one day.

But now she doesn't think so.

If everyone is destined to die.

Why should it be lighter than a feather?

Is it okay to wait for death in the country of death?

"Xiao Hui, that's enough. Stop it. Don't really beat her to death."

When Fei Wan saw that it was almost time, she reached out and grabbed Xiao Hui.

Xiaohui is very strong and her thin body bursts out with amazing power.

Fei Wan had to use two or three grappling techniques to control her.

The moves Fei Wan had learned in the last few years of his previous life were rather rudimentary, and he had just recovered from a serious illness, so it took quite a bit of effort for him to hold Xiao Hui down, and he was panting for breath.

"Calm down, wipe your tears, and let's go back."

Fei Wan helped Xiaohui to sit on a footstool to the side and let her rest.

He rolled up his sleeves, cleaned up Yu Tingjin, who was beaten until he foamed at the mouth, tidied up his hair and clothes, and dragged him to lie on the bed.

There is cold water for washing face in the washbasin in the inner room. Applying a cold compress to Concubine Zhaoyi's cheeks can quickly reduce swelling.

Then roll the egg prepared in advance on her face for a while, and then apply the anti-swelling and anti-inflammatory ointment prepared in advance on her.

I believe that within a day or two, the swelling on her face will be basically gone.

It’s okay if the swelling doesn’t go away.

The emperor will not want to bother with the confined concubine in the near future.

If you have to deal with it, there are ways to deal with it.

Fei Wan opened the window and asked Xia He to call Yu Tingjin's maid Pan'er.

Pan'er entered the room not long after and was shocked to see his mistress in a semi-conscious state.

"Sister Pan'er, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Concubine Zhaoyi for the next two days. She got so excited when she scolded me that she fainted."

Fei Wan held back her tears and spoke softly, "Her Majesty refused to listen to Xiao Hui and I's explanations and insisted on complaining to the Emperor, accusing me of witchcraft. She even beat herself up until her face was swollen, wanting to tell His Majesty that I was the one who hit her..."

"I really have no way to defend myself..."

"I'll go see His Majesty later. I don't know how to explain Empress Zhaoyi's crazy anger to him."

"Sister Pan'er, how about you come with me to the Imperial Court and help me explain everything?"

Pan'er was terrified.

Kneel down quickly.

"I dare not call you sister, my servant is terrified!"

Don't treat each other with admiration for three days.

Pan'er could hardly imagine the weak Lady Zhao in front of him or the weak maid Feiwan.

This kind of weakness is not that kind of weakness.

Yun Cui died, Yun Liu died, and Aunt He, who was half dead, also lost the other half of her life in the torture room after the witchcraft incident last night.

Now she is the only maid left in the main courtyard of Chunxi Palace.

Moreover, she had been put in the torture chamber for trial and was lucky enough to come back alive.

No matter what happened to Yu Tingjin's red and swollen cheeks.

Princess Zhao said that she beat herself, so that's all.

At this moment, Pan'er was only glad that he valued Fei Wan's favor and secretly helped her deliver food, medicine and clean the house, and did not become enemies with her.

I just don’t know…

Did she find the ashwagandha root in the tracing powder?

But I can’t care about so many things right now. The most important thing is to save my life.

Otherwise, if today's lawsuit really came to the emperor, no matter whether the emperor believed Fei Wan or Zhaoyi, she, the palace maid who was dragged to testify, would definitely not end up well.

"Please, my lady, when you see the Emperor, please do not mention what the Empress did or said in anger. I will persuade her when she wakes up..."

"Please go back and rest, my lady. I will take care of everything here!"

Fei Wan looked at Pan'er with tearful eyes as she looked at him gratefully.

"Thank you very much. I was grateful for your care back then. You're a good person, and I'll always remember it."

Pan Er leaned forward and said, "These are all my duties. My lady, don't worry about it."

"Then, Sister Pan'er, let's go back first."

Fei Wan pulled up Xiaohui, who was still immersed in her emotions and had not yet recovered, opened the door and went out.

Pan Er kowtowed and said, "Please don't call me sister anymore, my lady. I am just a servant and I don't deserve your respect..."

Fei Wan paused.

Looking back, she said softly, "Even if you are born a slave, you may not be a slave forever, don't you think?"

Pan'er was shocked to realize that he had spoken out of turn.

Apart from bowing his head, he dared not say anything more.

Fei Wan pulled Xiao Hui out of the main hall.

Xia He, who was waiting in the yard, did not hear the details of what was happening in the hall.

Seeing Feiwan and Xiaohui both coming out with tears in their eyes, I thought they had both been wronged.

With a look of worry on his face, he quickly stepped forward: "Young Master?"

Fei Wan waved her hand to indicate that it was okay.

"It's been stuffy in the house for a while, let's go for a walk outside and get some fresh air."

She is in a very good mood now.

The Chunxi Palace has carved railings and jade bricks, and the scenery is beautiful.

The cobblestone path outside the palace, covered with lush vegetation, is also very beautiful.

Walk slowly, taking Xiaohui with you, waiting for her emotions to calm down.

Today, I took Xiaohui to beat someone up, but it was not just to vent her anger or to torture Yu Tingjin.

Fei Wan was promoted suddenly, and there was no one around him to help.

It is necessary to cultivate close confidants little by little.

Otherwise, in such a huge palace, would I have to fight alone?

Xiaohui is one of the candidates she has her eyes on.

Although timid, cowardly, honest and not smart enough.

But honest people also have their uses.

Xiaohui is hardworking, responsible and conscientious, which makes her very suitable for taking care of her daily life.

Only honesty can be reliable.

Being timid can be cultivated slowly.

Even if Xiaohui is unusable in the end, her amazing carving skills can still make her feel pleasing to the eye.

Even if she doesn't even have the skills to carve, can't she afford to support her?

Who says you have to be outstanding to be useful?

This palace where the law of the jungle prevails doesn't give honest people a chance to survive, but she does.

"Sister Zhao, where are you going? Are you feeling better? Would you mind coming to my room and sitting down?"

As we walked, a beautiful woman in palace dress suddenly appeared on the small road at the other end of a fork in the road.

He had handsome eyes and well-trimmed eyebrows, and smiled brightly. He greeted Fei Wan from a distance.

Fei Wan looked at her.

He looks familiar. I saw him last night.

But I couldn't remember who it was.

"My lady, it's Concubine Wu from the Zhuhui Palace next door." Xia He reminded softly.

Fei Wan understood.

It’s this person.

On the night she was favored by the emperor in the Buddhist temple, she beat Concubine Su in Changle Palace. The person who was later severely punished by Concubine Xian was the untitled noble lady Wu.

Is Concubine Wu considered Yu Tingjin's follower?

What is the purpose of sticking a hot face on me?