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

The swift and decisive punishments imposed by the Palace Justice Division sent chills down the spines of everyone in the courtyard.

Even Yu Tingjin, who was used to torturing Fei Wan, couldn't help but look stiff.

Fei Wan, like everyone else, was shocked and terrified.

But I feel very calm.

It's just a broken wrist.

Compared with the tortures she had suffered in her previous life, this little injury was nothing.

As for what she saw and heard during those years of wandering when she luckily escaped from the palace before her death, who knows how many times more cruel it was than this.

"I apologize for disturbing the Imperial Concubine." The head eunuch of the Palace Administration Department bowed to Yu Tingjin. "We will take this culprit back and discipline her strictly."

After paying their respects, they dragged Yun Cui away.

The screams faded away.

Everyone in the yard gradually came back to their senses.

Yu Tingjin's face turned as cold as frost when he lost his trusted palace maid.

But he forced a smile.

"Fei Wan, come in."

She took Fei Wan into the inner hall and ordered someone to close the door.

"Miss."

After Yu Tingjin sat down, Fei Wan walked straight up to him and knelt down as usual.

A prostrate posture.

With his forehead touching the ground, he bowed respectfully and submissively.

No one else.

They were the only ones in the room now.

There should have been four of them.

In addition to Yuncui, there should usually be an Aunt He at this time.

Every time Yu Tingjin inflicted a little "punishment" on her behind others' backs, it was always like this.

But yesterday, Aunt He accidentally fell down the stairs, sprained her ankle and twisted her waist, and she will not be able to be on duty for the next few days.

Otherwise, Fei Wan would not be able to avoid the postpartum pregnancy assistance today.

However, Fei Wan would not tell others whether Aunt He fell because of her own carelessness or because there was something wrong with the ground.

Without the guidance of the elderly Aunt He, Yu Tingjin would become unscrupulous and make more mistakes.

"Will you come by yourself, or will I come?"

Without the executioner, Yu Tingjin sat on the rose-patterned chair and asked Fei Wan for her opinion.

The ferocity on her face was no longer concealed, and her eyes seemed to be on fire.

He wished he could burn two holes in Fei Wan's body.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I did nothing wrong. It was Sister Yuncui..."

"Shut up!"

Yu Tingjin kicked Fei Wan on the head.

Interrupt her humble plea.

Fei Wan's hair, which had been combed by Concubine Xian's maid in Fengyi Palace, was messed up again by this kick.

Two pearl flowers given by Concubine Xian fell to the ground.

Yu Tingjin stretched out his foot and crushed it.

"You didn't do anything?"

She lifted Fei Wan's chin with her toes.

The diamond-shaped gem inlaid on the toe of the shoe rubbed against the skin of Feiwan's neck.

"Is it because I am too weak to protect those around me, or is it because the maidservant I keep is too stupid? You didn't do anything, but Yun Cui ended up like this? I think you did everything!"

She changed the direction of her toes and kicked Fei Wan hard to the ground again.

Then he took out a square sandalwood box inlaid with gold from the drawer of the dressing table, and threw it heavily on Fei Wan's head.

"Punch yourself!"

"Get it done now!"

Fei Wan was stepped on and then hit by a box. She felt a dull pain in her head and felt a little dizzy.

She had not eaten or drunk anything since last night when she served the emperor in the emperor's bed. She had also been beaten and scolded. She had to deal with the situation cautiously in Fengyi Palace, which was both physically and mentally exhausting.

His already weak body became even weaker and he had little strength left.

I'm holding on with just a strong will.

Even though he already knew what he was going to face, he couldn't help but shiver when the sandalwood box was thrown in front of him.

This is the punishment he received many times in his previous life.

Across life and death, the pain is still as clear as yesterday.

She indulged her fear, causing her to tremble even more violently, her teeth chattering.

"Please forgive me, Madam..."

"My Lady, it hurts. I'm afraid of pain..."

she cries.

Trembling and crying.

Yu Tingjin looked relieved and sneered, "It's better to be hurt. It will make you remember and know what to do and what not to do."

"Don't think that just because I've invited you to sleep with me, you can fly to the top of the family just because I've touched your body a few times."

"Not even close!"

"You can only survive if you give birth to a dragon heir for me. Do you understand?"

Fei Wan kowtowed repeatedly: "I understand..."

"Then do it yourself! All ten fingers on both hands, don't leave any behind!"

"Yes, empress..."

Fei Wan cried sadly.

With trembling hands, he opened the sandalwood square box.

On the indigo velvet inside, there were several long and thin steel needles neatly arranged.

Different from the silver needles used for acupuncture.

They are thicker and harder.

“Do it now!”

Yu Tingjin's patience was running out.

Fei Wan picked up a needle, closed her eyes, and imitated Aunt He and Yun Cui, stabbing the needle into her fingertips with force.

A muffled groan.

She fell to the ground in pain, her body arched.

A needle was trembling on the index finger of his left hand, which finally brought a smile to Yu Tingjin's face.

"You missed the target! Why would it hurt if it was inserted into the tip of your finger? The next needle should go between the fingers, do you understand? Otherwise, it won't be as simple as a few needles."

"You caused me to lose Yun Cui. I actually want your life!"

Fei Wan replied "yes" with a trembling voice, picked up another needle, and this time, accurately inserted it into the gap between the middle fingernails of her left hand.

pain!

Cold sweat instantly soaked my clothes.

Yu Tingjin chuckled.

"continue!"

Fei Wan took another needle, but this time she was shaking so much that she couldn't insert the needle.

"My Lady, please spare this slave, it hurts so much..."

Yu Tingjin lost his patience, came over, held Fei Wan's hand holding the needle, and stabbed it hard between her fingers.

A needle is inserted.

Fei Wan let out a low scream and struggled violently.

Yu Tingjin refused to let go.

The needle stirred between Fei Wan's fingers for a few times, and suddenly deviated from the direction during the pulling, lifting her entire nail!

Fei Wan widened her eyes and opened her mouth, but couldn't even scream.

He fell straight down.

Paralyzed and fainted.

"useless!"

Yu Tingjin shook her hand away in disgust and wiped the blood off his hands with a handkerchief.

He wanted to give her a few more injections, but when he saw Fei Wan's fingers bleeding, he felt it was too dirty.

If you only pierce the nail seam, there will be no bleeding, but if you lift up the nail and expose the skin and flesh, there will be a lot of bleeding.

So he stood up and gave up.

But the anger in her heart had not completely dissipated.

After thinking about it, I figured that since the emperor had just summoned her, he would probably come back to Chunxi Palace after a while.

Even if the card really turned over, she could accept the favor herself and let this slave girl have a rest once or twice.

So let me give her some solid wounds so that she can learn her lesson!

She lifted her foot.

He used the hard soles of his palace shoes to rub hard on Fei Wan's nail-covered fingertips.

The finger was crushed until it was bloody.

Fei Wan was unconscious and unaware, only twitching twice reflexively.

This injury is much more serious than those inflicted by Yun Cui.

Let this slave girl suffer for thirty to fifty days, so that she can learn how to be a slave!

Yu Tingjin withdrew his foot with satisfaction and walked away gracefully.

Outside the hall, Pan'er bandaged his hand that was scratched by Yuncui and returned to duty.

"Go in and clean up. Fei Wan is such a short-sighted servant. I said I was going to reward her handsomely, but she fainted from joy. Find someone to carry her back to her room and take care of her."

Yu Tingjin instructed Pan'er.

"Yes."

Pan'er squatted respectfully.

Just as he was about to do something, Yu Tingjin stopped him.

"How long have you been with me?"

Pan'er replied, "Ever since Your Majesty entered the palace, I have been fortunate enough to be assigned to serve you. I have followed your rise through the ranks from Jinxiu Pavilion until I finally reached Chunxi Palace and became your mistress. Therefore, I have been enjoying Your Majesty's grace for a year and three months."

She said it in a pleasing way.

Yu Tingjin smiled when she heard this, and a red jewel hairpin in her hair sparkled in the sunlight: "I didn't know you were so sweet before."

Pan Er observed her master's expression and flattered him, "I, your servant, am ashamed to boast that although I am only a second-rank maid in front of you, I am truly loyal."

Fei Wan heard the conversation between the master and servant clearly.

She didn't faint.

Just pretending to be dizzy.

Otherwise, the suffering will only increase.

The crushed fingers are excruciatingly painful.

But she had died once, so what was there that she couldn't bear?

Originally, she just deliberately broke her nail, leaving an obvious injury.

But Yu Tingjin actually broke her entire finger.

Does the Imperial Concubine know that she is digging a hole for herself?