Chapter 57: If I can’t beat you to death, I’ll burn you to death
In the main hall of Huaqing Palace.
"How can I trouble Eunuch Zhang to do something? I don't know your Majesty's rules. Eunuch Zhang, just rest, I will do it myself."
Chu Liuzheng moved her knees and was about to stand up when a pair of hands suddenly reached out from behind and pressed hard on her shoulders, pressing her firmly to the ground.
Aunt Qian exerted force on her hands, but she smiled kindly on her face: "Girl, just serve the tea, and Eunuch Zhang is there to add water."
Chu Liuzheng struggled to break away, scolding Grandma Qian bloody in his heart.
"Girl, please hold on tight." With a malicious smile on his face, Zhang Baorong tilted the kettle he was holding, and the scalding water immediately poured out and fell into the pastel porcelain cup held by Chu Liuzheng.
As the boiling water poured in, the heat of the porcelain cup increased, and the splashing water dropped on the back of Chu Liuzheng's hand. It was so hot that she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she almost couldn't hold the tea cup steady.
She squeezed the edge of the base tightly and shouted: "Eunuch Zhang, if you pour the tea again, it will overflow. I might ruin your cup of fragrant tea."
Zhang Baorong glanced at the beauty on the imperial concubine's couch.
Concubine Rong was looking down at her nails, as if she was unaware of what was happening in front of her.
Zhang Baorong was convinced, and the kettle tilted more and more.
Seeing the tea filling up, it dripped in clusters from the edge of the tea bowl like rain, piling up the bottom of the bowl and touching Chu Liuzheng's fingertips, burning them red.
【grass! 】
Chu Liuzheng's eyes turned red in pain, but Granny Qian was still holding her down and couldn't break away at all.
More and more tea spilled out, almost like spilled tea, falling on the back of Chu Liuzheng's hand, burning the fair skin until it turned red, as if it was cooked, and a few big bubbles formed.
Chu Liuzheng's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, and he bit his lips to prevent himself from screaming.
She knew she should beg for mercy at this time, but somehow she felt so strong that she couldn't say the words to beg for mercy.
Seeing that Zhang Baorong was about to scald the scalding kettle on her face, Chu Liuzheng gritted his teeth.
【Grandma’s! My aunt can't bear it anymore! Kill or behead whatever you want! ! 】
Chu Liuzheng turned his wrist, and the hot tea poured out and splashed on Zhang Baorong's face.
Unexpectedly, Chu Liuzheng would dare to resist. Zhang Baorong was splashed with scalding tea. He immediately covered his face and screamed, and the kettle hit the luxurious carpet with a bang.
Nanny Qian was stunned, and Chu Liuzheng took the opportunity to grab the handle of the kettle next to her, and threw the kettle at her.
[Old pious woman, if my aunt can’t beat you to death, I’ll burn you to death! ! 】
No matter where it hit, she just smashed it like crazy. It was so hot that Aunt Qian screamed. In panic, she stumbled with her left foot and her right foot, and fell towards the imperial concubine's bed.
Something happened suddenly, how could Concubine Rong escape?
Huarong screamed with disgrace, and was hit hard by Granny Qian. She was pressed firmly on the couch and almost lost her breath.
This incident happened in an instant, and everyone in the palace was so shocked that they forgot to step forward to catch Chu Liuzheng.
It was Zhang Baorong who relieved the pain. He covered the blood bubbles on his face with one hand and pointed at Chu Liuzheng with one hand, "Lawless bastard! Grab him, drag him out and kill him with a stick!"
Feeling angry and in pain, he no longer cared that Chu Liuzheng was the person serving in front of the emperor. He just wanted to pay for the pain of having the tea poured on his face.
Only then did the palace people react and rushed forward to catch Chu Liuzheng.
Chu Liuzheng had already risked his life, as if he had lost his sense of pain, he grabbed the kettle and smashed it.
There was still some water in the kettle, and it was so hot that people in the room were hiding with their heads in their hands.
Chu Liuzheng saw the opportunity, knocked back a young eunuch who was blocking the way with a kettle, and rushed out with the kettle.
The palace people chased her out, shouting: "She hurt the empress! Catch her!!"
Suddenly, the entire Huaqing Palace moved and surrounded Chu Liuzheng. Chu Liuzheng held a broom in one hand and a kettle in the other, pursed his lips, and the gentleness in his bright apricot eyes faded away, as if they had fallen into the ice and snow. He swept around everyone coldly and slowly adjusted his breathing.
[My aunt will drag two backers with her even if she dies today! 】
Zhang Baorong was so angry with Chu Liuzheng that he ran out with his face covered and scolded everyone: "What are you doing standing still! Come on!!"
Everyone looked at each other and rushed towards Chu Liuzheng together.
Chu Liuzheng's eyes were sharp, and he was about to kill the fish, when suddenly a sharp shout sounded: "Stop!"
The voice dragged on for an extremely long time, and Zhou Yuande shouted out at the top of his lungs, almost dying.
He and Gao Yongfu ran over with their people. After seeing the situation clearly, they almost passed away.
——Grandpa Tianshen, how long has it been since then, how did Miss Liu Zheng become such a miserable person?
Seeing that there were still young eunuchs who were ready to arrest Chu Liuzheng, Zhou Yuande immediately shouted: "Bold slave, don't you want your hands and claws anymore?"
He took a few steps away from the crowd and stood in front of Chu Liuzheng, blocking her behind him, and glanced around with sharp eyes.
This powerful look scared the palace people who had just bared their teeth and claws to besiege Chu Liuzheng. They immediately stopped their movements and behaved like quails, and looked at Zhang Baorong together.
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They all follow orders.
Zhang Baorong looked furious. Why did Zhou Yuande jump out to stir up trouble?
With a heartbreaking pain on his face, Zhang Baorong lost his usual kind words to Zhou Yuande, "This palace maid wants to murder Concubine Rong. Murdering Concubine Rong is a capital crime. Does Eunuch Zhou defend her like this because he wants to lose his head with her?"< br>
"We don't know how many people there are in our family." How could Zhou Yuande be frightened by two words, "Your Majesty ordered our family to invite Miss Liu Zheng to Changchun Palace, so we will invite her there in a good manner, and we will not care about other matters."< br>
The two stared at each other, tit for tat, neither giving way.
"Eunuch Zhou," Chu Liuzheng had already thrown away the broom and kettle, stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Yuande's sleeves, his voice was weak, "I did not murder the imperial concubine, I was wronged..."
Before he finished speaking, the person had already fainted.
"Girl!" Zhou Yuande was so frightened that he hurriedly supported her. Only when he got closer did he realize that Chu Liuzheng's exposed skin had burns of varying severity, especially on his hands, where the skin was burnt in several places. The bright red flesh was exposed, and Eunuch Zhou couldn't bear to take a closer look.
——It’s over. With people like this, how can our family deal with His Majesty?
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Chu Liuzheng had a dream. In the dream, she fried many chestnuts with her bare hands. The big iron pot and the sand were as hot as a volcano, making her scream, but she couldn't wake up.
Just when she thought she was going to dominate the martial arts world by roasting chestnuts with her bare hands to develop a pair of iron sand palms, suddenly, a heartbreaking pain struck her mind, waking her up from the pain.
The eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled for a while, then he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "I don't practice Iron Palm!"
Everyone in the room: "..."
What?
Xiao Jingfan, who had listened to the voice of Fried Chestnut for a long time: "..."
What is this woman thinking about all day long?
He said coldly: "Get up when you wake up. I have something to ask you."
Chu Liuzheng was a little confused at first, but when he heard the familiar sound of freezing to death, he immediately came back to his senses, propped himself up on the bed and sat down... without sitting up.
How could her newly bandaged hand withstand such force? She groaned in pain and fell back, tears streaming down her face.
Xiao Jingfan subconsciously stretched out his hand but didn't catch it.
Looking at his movements, Empress Zhong's eyes flashed with understanding, and she winked at Qiu Sui beside her.
Qiu Sui stepped forward, gently helped Chu Liuzheng up, and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.
The third round of PK has passed, thank you for your support! What~
(End of this chapter)