After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 106 The Grumpy Seventh Princess

Just like that, one after another, there was a burst of wailing in the whole garden, which was very funny.

Even the people outside Qingli Palace were startled by the sound, but due to the order of the tenth prince, they only dared to listen from a distance, guessed, and did not dare to get too close.

Could it be that pigs are still being slaughtered in this Qingli Palace, and the screams are so shrill, it scares me to death!

And Nan Yurong didn't know that she was being turned into a pig, and she was still dodging the lashing branches that made her overwhelmed.

She has never been so embarrassed at this moment, even if her father, king and brother only doted on Nan Jiuli in the past, but she was never seen, she was never so bullied.

Right now, she was beaten so helplessly by a scumbag that she lost all her face.

"Ah... I... this princess... will definitely tell my father..."

"I will definitely let... the father... punish your... crime... ahh..."

At this time, he can still speak hard and forcefully, it can only be said that he is asking for trouble.

However, Nan Jiuli would not spoil her, turned a deaf ear to her words, didn't even pause, just hit the target and it was over.

The palace servants who watched the excitement for a long time couldn't help but feel sorry for the seventh princess. The beating must have been miserable.

But Princess Nine wouldn't beat Princess Seven to death, right? Princess Seven is now the King's favorite princess, what if the King blames her?
Thinking of this, the palace maid couldn't help but want to presumptuously say: "The holy empress is merciful..."

Hearing the worried tone of the little maid, Nan Jiuli immediately understood that the maid was afraid that she would be punished, but she still didn't stop.

It wasn't until Nan Yurong had been beaten for a long time that she couldn't figure out how many times she had been whipped, that she realized that Nan Jiuli had stopped.

Shaking his hands, Nan Jiuli said quietly: "Forget it, stop beating, my hands are sore."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Yurong's anger rose steadily. Isn't the other meaning of the words that if the hands are not sore, they have to continue to smoke. What is she?
But in fact, is it really sore hands?

Of course not, it's just because Nan Jiuli disliked Nan Yurong's pig-killing call was too unpleasant, firstly it was too disturbing to the people, and secondly it would be bad if it caused Bei Xuanyu to retreat.

In short, at the end of the day, Nan Yurong probably understood that he would not get any good by staying here, so he might as well go back first, and then make a long-term plan on how to avenge his being drawn today.

So, with an aggrieved mood, he left Qingli Palace step by step.

No one knew better than Nan Jiuli that this Seventh Sister would be scared of being beaten just once and would not dare to provoke her again.

After all, in the past, the seventh sister had trouble with the original body, even after the original body became a waste, she was still relentless, and took bullying the original body as a joy of life.

Nan Jiuli had reason to suspect that the abolishment of the original body's spiritual source was related to the Seventh Princess, but there was no definite evidence.

But no matter whether there is or not, Nan Jiuli must find out the murderer who killed the original body, so that the other party can also taste the pain and helplessness that the original body has experienced.

This is the only thing she can do for Yuan Shen, and it can be regarded as ending the karma between her and Yuan Shen.

Sure enough, after Nan Yurong returned to her palace, she smashed a bunch of things and vented her anger.

The palace people in the palace were so frightened that they didn't even dare to fart, for fear of offending the Seventh Princess, and it would be a light punishment to be spanked.

After all, they have long been accustomed to the uncertainty of the Seventh Princess, and they have to find out the behavior of venting their emotions every now and then.

There used to be a palace official who was fined to give seventy princesses a heavy beating because he accidentally made the tea too hot.

A little girl who was in the Mood for Love was beaten to death right in front of their eyes, but they didn't even dare to intercede, just because they didn't want to be the next unjust victim...

(End of this chapter)