Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Seeing her still showing her stubborn demeanor, Jinzhong's face darkened and he approached with a cold expression. A glint of coldness shone in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with a chilling coldness, like a wolf that had been lurking in the shadows for a long time.

"You! What are you going to do?"

Seeing his expression suddenly change as he approached, Jin Yuyan felt a chill in her heart and stared at his movements nervously.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the once beautiful Concubine Jia has ended up like this one day. I advise you to keep your tail between your legs, otherwise, even the most powerful dog will bite you."

After Jinzhong approached, he walked around her with great interest. The more he talked, the colder the look on his face became. Finally, he stopped beside her, gently raised his foot, stepped on her left hand that was supporting the ground, and crushed it hard.

"Ah! You! How dare you hurt me?" Jin Yuyan didn't expect that he would suddenly attack her. She cried out in pain and wanted to stretch out her other hand to push him away but was unable to move at all.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. My eyesight is not good and I stepped on you. Are you okay? It's a pity that the emperor can't hear, let alone listen. It's a good hand, it's really a sin! Don't call yourself this palace anymore. I'm just a small commoner. In this deep palace, I'm no different from an ant. I can be crushed to death with just a light kick..."

As Jinzhong spoke, he slowly retracted his foot, dragging out the last word, and looked at her sideways with a gloating look.

Jinzhong tilted his head and looked down, admiring her miserable appearance, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

He said that he would get it all back for the master, not a single cent less.

"If I hadn't been in such a state of poverty, you, a eunuch, would never have thought I was worthless. Bah!"

Jin Yuyan withdrew her hand, but still refused to give up when she saw her hand was stepped on and turned red. Her eyes were bloodshot and her silver teeth were about to break.

"She's quite a tough nut to crack. It's such a pity that my best skill in front of the Emperor is dealing with tough nut to crack. Xiao Dezi, stop feeding her in Qixiang Palace for a few days. Just give her a bowl of water every day. When she learns to beg for mercy, then we can feed her..."

The sunlight shone through the torn window paper onto his face.

One side is exposed to the light, and is the most harmless little person in front of the emperor; the other half is hidden in the dark, and is an evil ghost hiding in the dark and ready to jump out to eat people at any time.

He wanted to see how long the noble lady of the Yu family, the once high and mighty imperial concubine and the mother of three princes, could last under the common methods used to torture the lower classes.

Seeing that she was still stubborn, Jinzhong was too lazy to look at her anymore. He walked towards the door while talking to himself. The long feathers hung behind him, drawing a graceful arc in the air as he stepped over the threshold, and finally disappeared completely from Jin Yuyan's sight.

Jin Yuyan collapsed to the ground, clutching her injured hand, a sense of humiliation washing over her. She had never been so frightened before. Just now, he had stared at her with such cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person. The darkness hidden in this deep palace, once she fell into it, left her unable to live or die.

This cramped little house is her final resting place.

Qixiang Palace is very close to Yongshou Palace, and the servants of Yongshou Palace would go to eavesdrop on what was happening inside Qixiang Palace when they had nothing to do.

They heard with their own ears that Jin Yuyan was trapped in there day by day. From the beginning, she cursed with full force, but her voice became weaker and weaker day by day. In the end, she could not help but beg for mercy from the little palace maid who brought her water.

Jin Yuyan was not as tough as Jinzhong had imagined. He thought she could hold on for seven days, but he didn't expect her to start begging for mercy on the fifth day.

"Eunuch Jinzhong, do we still need to ask someone to bring her food?" Xiao Dezi looked at Jinzhong standing in front of the window and said cautiously.

Jinzhong was in a very good mood. Now the positions were reversed, and Jin Yuyan couldn't miss any of the suffering she had gone through in the past.

"Send it to me, of course. Xiao Dezi, what do those most unwelcome people in the cold palace eat?"

His voice was sinister, and Xiao Dezi, who was standing behind him, felt a little frightened.

"I understand. I'll do it right away."

On the second day, the young palace maid placed a bowl of rice in front of the small door according to the rules set by Jinzhong.

Jin Yuyan was ecstatic, but the moment she saw the bowl of rice, her joy suddenly collapsed. She screamed at the little palace maid who brought the rice, "This! How can this be rotten? How can anyone eat this? Are you trying to trick me with this? I'm the biological mother of several princes!"

She stared at the little palace maid in disbelief, unable to believe that the food in the bowl in her hand was edible.

As a noble lady of the Yu family, she became a tribute girl of the Yu family and then entered the former palace as a concubine. After the emperor ascended the throne, she became a noble lady. By giving birth to three princes, she rose from a noble lady to the position of a noble concubine. When had she ever been so miserable?

Even in the most difficult days, it has never been so shabby!

"You're a commoner now, what's there to be picky about? It's just this one bowl, eat it if you want or not. You're just a commoner, it's good enough to have it, and you dare to despise it! You're so shameless! Don't want to eat it? Then continue to starve!"

After saying that, the little palace maid slammed the door shut without saying anything else and ignored her.

Jin Yuyan stood there in a daze. It was the first time she held a bowl of stale rice and stood there at a loss as to what to do.

In the weed-covered courtyard, she looked haggard, her hair white. She glanced up at the vermilion palace wall, which bore the mottled marks of long neglect, and it was as if she saw her own future...

Compared to the desolate Qixiang Palace, the Yongshou Palace next door presents a completely different scene.

There was a slight mist spreading in the bedroom. Under the dim candlelight, Yanwan was taking a bath. Only Chunchan was serving her in the room.

"Master, you don't know that Jin, who lives in Qixiang Palace, has been tortured terribly and can only eat rotten rice. She really deserves it. In my opinion, she should be asked to eat rotten rice for five years. No, ten years is enough. It's a pity that she can't be asked to hold the candlestick..."

Chunchan slowly poured hot water into the bucket, mumbling something to herself, with an angry expression on her face.

She once relied on her power to bully our master, now it’s time for her to taste the feeling of being bullied!

"You girl, I don't even care about her anymore, why are you still so angry? She's a useless person anyway, there's no need to waste time on her."

Yanwan said slowly that she used to care about Jin Yuyan very much and just wanted to cut her into pieces.

Now that the boat has passed through thousands of mountains, she has completely freed herself from her anger.

Only the winners are worthy of forgiveness. When she stood in a high position, those who had made her suffer countless humiliations were like ants in her eyes and were not worth mentioning at all.

She would not understand, let alone pay attention to her struggles.

Ignoring is the best torture for Jin Yuyan.

"Master, you are right. I will not say anything more. Even if we don't take action, others will take action to deal with her."

After hearing what Yanwan said, Chunchan understood the deep meaning of her words and nodded obediently.

The master is generous, but some petty people may not be so generous.