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Chapter 403 The hatred in my heart
Han Zhen felt that he was magnanimous enough. He would not be angry with any man in such a situation, and he endured it for several days.

The more I think about it, the more bitter I feel, and I drink a glass of wine.

He had eaten breakfast at [-] o'clock in the morning, and he hasn't eaten anything since. He doesn't feel hungry, and he just wants to drink until his brain is empty and he loses consciousness.

The informant Gong Xinlian sent to the manor was dumped by Han Zhen on the way, and Gong Xinlian dropped a few antique vases in a fit of anger after receiving the news.

The debris was scattered all over the place, and the maids of the Z government's mansion were cleaning it carefully, for fear that something might happen if Gong Xinlian stepped on the debris.

Gong Xinlian sat on the bed angrily, her anger was like a volcano erupting.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the maid who was cleaning up the mess, and somehow felt that her back looked very similar to Xia Nuan.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Gong Xinlian's eyes.

"Hey, come here!"

The maid stepped forward after hearing the order, and said respectfully, "What orders does Your Highness Princess have?"

Seeing the front, Gong Xin felt more like it, it was carved out of the same mold, especially this neither humble nor overbearing posture, it made her sick to see it!
Raising his hand was a slap, "You bitch! What is this princess doing? When is it your turn to interrupt!"

The maid was beaten with tinnitus and dazzled eyes, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, as red as red roses in full bloom.

The maid was taken aback, not knowing what she did wrong, she looked at Gong Xinlian with tears in her eyes.

Don't dare to question.

Her Royal Highness is notoriously irritable, if she bears a grudge, she will never have a good time in her life!
So the maid didn't dare to say a word, she could only bear it, endure it, even if Gong Xinlian didn't speak, she couldn't leave.

Seeing her like this, Gong Xinlian felt more hatred in her heart, and slapped her backhand again.

Beat and scold.

"You bitch, if you dare to rob me of a man, I can't kill you!"

"Xia Nuan, you bastard, you're going to die, why don't you die?!"

"If you die, Han Zhen will see my existence, you must die, you must die!"

"..."

After a dozen slaps fell, the maid's face was swollen like a pig's head, and she felt life was passing by.

If Gong Xinlian continued to fight, she would be beaten to death!
The will to survive forced her to beg for mercy, "Your Highness, I am not Xia Nuan, I am Xiaoling, Xiaoling who helped you clean the room, have you forgotten?"

"Please don't call again. If I do something wrong, I will change it later. Please let me go!"

"Princess……"

But in exchange for her begging, Gong Xinlian became even more intensified. Gong Xinlian stared at Xiaoling crazily, and the strength of her hands increased a lot.

"You bastard, you still dare to beg for mercy, believe it or not, if this princess orders you, you will never see the sun tomorrow!"

Before the words fell, Gong Xinlian seemed to think of something, or saw the scene of Xia Nuan begging her for mercy through Xiaoling's figure.

Her eyes instantly turned scarlet.

"Kneel down for me! Knock your head a few times, and I will spare you when the princess is happy."

Hearing this, Xiaoling hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

Very hard, the floor grinded a hole in her forehead, and blood overflowed instantly.

"Your Highness, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare again!"

Gong Xinlian's perverted psychology was satisfied, and she stopped slapping Xiaoling. "Continue until I am satisfied."

Xiaoling, who was straight-minded, kept knocking, and she wouldn't stop until Gong Xinlian asked her to stop.

Until she bled like a river and passed out from the pain.

Gong Xinlian instantly lost interest, and waved someone to carry Xiaoling out.

I don't know if it's because he let her go because of his great mercy, or because letting her live in pain can vent his hatred more.

(End of this chapter)