Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 476 Is it ringing?
Wen Meiren suddenly turned pale: "What are you going to do!"

"What do you think this palace wants to do?" Han Zhiyu chuckled, very gentle.

But in her eyes, it seemed like a Rakshasa who was looking for his life.

She still wanted to struggle, but Han Zhiyu's guards were all sent by Ying Yu, and no one would listen to her except her.

And the palace servants beside her couldn't beat the guards at all.

"This palace is the beauty that His Majesty personally appointed, what do you want to do!" Wen Meiren struggled, but the guards held her like pinching a chicken, effortlessly.

Han Zhiyu took two steps to her side: "This palace was conferred by the late emperor himself, and was married by His Majesty's official matchmaker. You are a concubine if you are among the people. This high-ranking discipline of this palace is more than enough to discipline you, so keep her mouth shut. "

The little maid stepped forward and angrily blocked Wen Meiren's mouth.

"Since you really want to know whether a slap will make a sound or not, I will tell you mercifully." Han Zhiyu wrapped her hands in a handkerchief, and she did not expect that she would use this gesture again after so long.

Jing Huan didn't expect that both times were for himself.

"Slap!" Han Zhiyu slapped her first, pinched her chin and asked with a smile, "Is it ringing?"

Wen Meiren just looked at her angrily, without any sign of remorse.

"Oh, it seems that you have a thicker skin and don't want to make a big noise. It's okay, I will thin it out for you." Han Zhiyu let go of her hand, threw it up again, and slapped her twice in a row.

"Wooooo." Wen Meiren's eyes were still full of resentment, with physiological tears flowing in her eyes.

Han Zhiyu was not discouraged, and slapped him a few more times.

Wen Meiren still shook her head, her stubborn eyes remained the same, but a trace of timidity could be seen vaguely.

Since you are not convinced, then fight until you are convinced.Han Zhiyu hit again, and after a while until her hands were numb, she stopped and asked again: "Did it ring?"

"Woooo." Wen Meiren's eyes were much more honest, full of tears and fear.

You let me go, but if you don't let me go, what should I say?

Seeing that the queen raised her hand again, she nodded frantically and gestured for the handkerchief in her mouth with her eyes.

Han Zhiyu's eyelids were half lifted, and she grabbed a corner of the handkerchief and pulled it out.

"It's ringing! It's ringing!" Wen Meiren looked at her with such gloomy eyes, and immediately followed her and said, "Your Majesty, a slap can make a sound, it's due to my ignorance."

She denied it, it was a trick of torture.

As a queen, she actually used lynching, which is really inhumane.

Hearing her resignation, Han Zhiyu seemed a little regretful and said: "It seems that Wen Meiren's ears are not so good, but since you are sick, you should be treated properly. It is best not to let me see you in this palace recently. dangle in front of you, understand?"

As far as the frequency of this appearing in front of and in my ears, anyone who is not stupid should know that she has ulterior motives.

When she was talking, she deliberately moved closer to Wen Meiren, only to make him shrink back in fright.

Only then did Han Zhiyu stand up in satisfaction: "Go back to the palace."

Originally thought that the queen would scold Wen Meiren at most, but who knew that she would hit her directly.

The palace people on the queen's side felt elated, and they walked with wind.

Wen Meiren, who was let go by the guards, almost slumped on the ground, and the palace man immediately supported her: "Beauty, are you alright?"

"Go back to the palace, go back to the palace right away!" Wen Meiren looked at their leaving backs, her eyes seemed to kill people, and her expression was a little crazy.

This madman-like appearance startled the palace servants, and they didn't dare to delay to take her away immediately.

On the way back to the palace, Jing Huan was in a low mood, walking with his head buried in silence.

(End of this chapter)