The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

No matter how much he hated her, he could only vent his anger verbally: "You sluts, how dare you treat me like this! Be careful, or I'll skin you alive and send you to a brothel..."

A loud slap stunned Zhou.

When she came to her senses, she realized that the person who hit her was actually the maid.

Actually, the maid was somewhat afraid of Zhou Shi and didn't dare to do anything to her, but she didn't want her to hurt Fang Qingyou.

Who would have thought that Zhou would have such a sharp tongue? She was still a virgin, yet Zhou actually wanted to take her to a brothel.

These words were even more humiliating to her than being told she would be beaten to death.

However, she felt an immense sense of satisfaction after delivering that slap.

Normally, she was the one who got slapped by Zhou, but now she can finally vent her anger.

Thinking of Zhou's current situation and seeing her helpless and at the mercy of others, the fear in his heart gradually began to dissipate.

"You filthy thing, how dare you..."

"Snapped--"

"Bitch..."

"Snapped--"

Every time Zhou cursed, the maid would immediately slap her across the face, making it impossible for her to utter a complete sentence.

"cheap……"

"Crack! Crack!"

Later, when Zhou was about to start cursing again, another maid who had been itching to do something couldn't help but slap her across the face.

After that, whenever Zhou opened her mouth, the two maids would slap her repeatedly, one on each side.

Zhou was filled with anger, but she was so exhausted from being slapped repeatedly that she had no strength left.

By the time she stopped speaking, her face was swollen like a fermented bun.

The two maids' hands were sore they could barely move, but they felt so happy that it seemed they had shaken off years of pent-up frustration.

Zhou felt a burning pain on her face, and all her strength seemed to have been drained from her body. She had no strength to resist or curse, and could only stare at Fang Qingyou with a pair of extremely resentful eyes.

The person who caused her to end up like this is this little bitch.

Fang Qingyou felt Zhou's gaze, but gave her an incredibly bright smile.

“Zhou Minxiu, if I were you, I’m afraid I wouldn’t hate people, because I still need to save my strength to see my family.”

Zhou's eyes were bloodshot and filled with intense anger; she wished she could kill Fang Qingyou with her gaze.

This little bitch has caused her such a miserable life. She must tear this little bitch to pieces!

Fang Qingyou's bright smile appeared like a demon to Zhou Shi.

Fang Qingyou glanced at Zhou Shi, then said to the two maids, "You two, dress up Zhou Minxiu properly, make sure she appears in front of people looking radiant."

It's hard to see that Zhou's face is swollen like a pig's head!

"Yes, Your Highness," the two maids replied hastily.

Only then did Fang Qingyou glance at Zhou Shi with a bright smile before preparing to leave.

"You little bastard..." Zhou was furious and tried to jump up and grab Fang Qingyou.

She was clearly in unbearable pain, yet that little bitch Fang Qingyou still insisted that she dress up nicely and go out to meet people.

Should we let her celebrate this pain?

Fang Qingyou slowly closed the door, and only when she heard Zhou's cries inside abruptly stop did the smile on her face disappear.

Zhou, all of this is what you deserve.

Yes, it was she who woke Zhou up, and it was she who prevented Zhou from fainting.

She wanted to make Zhou watch helplessly as everything she owned slipped away.

She wanted Zhou to suffer these pains and experience all the bitterness.

Inside the room, Zhou suddenly fell silent because two maids had stuffed her mouth with smelly socks.

The pungent smell made Zhou feel nauseous, and she wished she could kill the two maids. However, the two maids seemed oblivious to the murderous glint in her eyes and continued with their tasks.

As soon as Fang Qingyou returned to the courtyard, Fang Qingman stormed up to her.

However, before Fang Qingman could even enter the courtyard, Yuefei grabbed her by the leg and threw her out.

Fang Qingman and a group of maids and servants tried to subdue Yuefei, but they couldn't even get through the gate of Fang Qingyou's courtyard.

In the end, he could only angrily go to find Fang Xing'an.

After that, Fang Qingman never came to cause trouble again.

Not long after, Fang Qingyou learned that Fang Xing'an had given Fang Qingman twenty lashes.

Fang Qingman was spoiled and pampered, and had never suffered such hardship. Twenty strokes of the cane left her buttocks bruised and battered, and she was almost dead.

Fang Qingyou then ordered someone to send a bottle of wound medicine to Fang Qingman. As expected, Fang Qingman had the medicine thrown away.

Fang Qingyou wasn't angry at all about this outcome. The medicine she gave Fang Qingman was just an ordinary medicine, and it wouldn't be a pity if it were lost.

However, as expected, Fang Qingman's anger made her injuries hurt even more.

The outcomes of these events were all satisfactory, but Fang Qingyou couldn't truly be happy.

Judging from how things are developing now, she will be able to avenge the original owner of this body soon. What she is worried about now is Luo Qianmo.

The court is in a state of panic. The Crown Prince's power has been largely wiped out overnight. What will become of Luo Qianmo?

Will he become the biggest target of all the princes after the eldest prince?

The situation is constantly changing, and it's uncertain when this turmoil will subside.

That afternoon, Zhou was expelled from the Fang residence.

Zhou was dressed in a gorgeous red dress, her hair adorned with pearl hairpins, looking very wealthy. She always had a smile on her lips, and her face was covered with bright red powder, giving her a cheerful and radiant appearance, as if something very joyous had happened.

If you look closely, you'll notice that Zhou's expression is stiff, and the smile on her lips doesn't even change its curve.

Zhou was helped into the carriage by Li Mama, who was limping. Her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were white at the knuckles.

Hatred, an overwhelming hatred, grew wildly in her heart.

She wanted to tear Li's mother apart, and even more so, she wanted to tear Fang Qingyou's smiling face apart.

But Zhou could do nothing, because at this moment she had no control over her body, not even her facial expressions.

She could have cried right away, but there was a clear smile on her face.

Madam Zhou boarded the carriage, and the servants of the Zhou family who had married into the family escorted her towards the Zhou residence.

However, most of those people were young maids and servants back then, but now they have all become old men and women.

The group walked down the street in a grand procession, with everyone dressed in festive clothes, looking like they were sending off a bride.