Chapter 2 (2/2)

Murong Zhining's memory is full of the painful experience of constantly escaping and being resold again and again. However, there are also some vague and warm pictures that often appear like a dream: a beautiful and noble woman in Chinese dress holds the young girl and hands it to a dignified man. The man held the mother and daughter in his arms, rubbed their chin on the little girl's soft face, and his eyes were full of doting smiles. The little girl gave out a silver bell like laugh with a little milk sound.

Every time Murong Zhining wakes up from these warm dreams, she always wants to know who she is? Where are the parents? Why are she and the nanny being chased?

The gate of the prison opened with a squeak. Yanfeng was reminded by his bodyguard that five days ago, there was still one thing he didn't deal with when he copied Zhuang Cheng's family.

Yanfeng is seldom free today. He wants to hear this matter clearly. At the thought of the woman who scolded him for fainting, Yanfeng's handsome face cast a shadow of unhappiness: ”bring those slaves, I will personally interrogate them.”

Three girls were taken to the back garden of the palace. Yanfeng, dressed in casual clothes, sits in the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, overlooking from afar. On the stone table next to him were fresh fruits in bright colors and dishes of delicate snacks.

The flaming beacon is shaking the folding fan, enjoying the tea and the beautiful scenery in the distance. There are several unknown waterfowls fluttering wings on the bank, attracting his eyes. He didn't even look at the three girls kneeling on the ground.

Caiqin quietly raised her head, and the rest of her eyes stared greedily at the snacks on the table. ”Gudong” swallowed her saliva. She was almost out of her mind suffering from hunger.

Once upon a time, when I was in the villa, Qin was in charge of serving the villa lady. Mrs. Zhuang is a fierce and ruthless woman. Depending on her original match and her family's wealth and power, she manages her men to be obedient and considerate. The girls have no good life in her hands.

Caiqin has been with Mrs. Zhuang for a long time. After finding out Mrs. Zhuang's temper, she goes out of her way to please Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang likes to listen to flattery. She flatters her every day. If Mrs. Zhuang hates any pretty little servant girl, she will change her ways to help Mrs. Zhuang get angry. Therefore, Mrs. Zhuang regarded her as a confidant.

Picking celery and following Mrs. Zhuang, they didn't eat less and drink spicy. But these days, she was locked in a dungeon. She ate moldy and sour steamed bread every day. When she saw the delicate snacks, she would inevitably catch the greedy insects in her stomach. She wanted to come and have a good meal.

Yanfeng takes back the vision of the distant view. She takes a look at the three girls kneeling on the ground and frowns with disgust. His voice was majestic, proud and slow: ”who are you that day's cheap maidservant who scolded me for fainting you?” The voice was as cold as if it had come from hell. It was like an icehouse. ”It's a maidservant.” Murong Zhining's face did not change: ”I was in a hurry that day, and I came out at will, not intentionally offending the emperor. The emperor of Huayan is a king of Ming Dynasty, and his maidservant is very ashamed of what he said at that time. ”

”Don't think you apologize, I will forgive you. You scolded me in front of so many people that day, which can not be offset by a good word. ” Murong Zhining is not humble but not arrogant: ”the maidservant didn't apologize, the maidservant just defended himself.”

After listening to this, Yan Feng's face, just a little relieved, immediately recovered from the cold. He could even see the green tendons beside his temples, beating once and for all.

Suddenly there was a terrible silence around, and the eunuchs of the palace all hung their heads. They knew that the anger of the emperor was about to storm.

The eunuch next to Yanfeng shouted in a sharp voice, ”how many heads do you have? Dare to offend the holy one again and again, this is the crime of killing the nine families! ”

Murong Zhining's face is fearless and calm: ”in this way, it's going to disappoint the emperor. Where do the nine clans come from when the maidservant was a child without father or mother and was alone? The emperor refused to give his maidservant a chance to defend himself all the time. It doesn't matter if he has one more crime and one less. ”

Yan Feng was so angry that he never met such a bold woman. He is the son of heaven, and there is no reason to kill, but he has never ignored human life. However, the little girl has repeatedly questioned his wisdom, accusing him of being a tyrant who neglects human life.

Yan Feng is a little out of control, pointing to Murong Zhining with trembling fingers: ”I will give you a chance to die and understand. I would like to have a look. How can you prove that you are not the daughter-in-law of the villa?”