Bei Zhi (3)
In the boudoir, Nangong Yu slapped the maid's face. Her face was filled with anger and her eyes were burning with anger as she scolded her fiercely.
The maidservant trembled and stood at the side, not daring to say a word.
Because no matter what they said now, they couldn't avoid being beaten.
"you don't even listen to my orders? I said send me back now. I want to find qingchen!"
Nangong Yu tried to support her body to stand up, but her ribs were all broken. Every move she made would cause a heart-wrenching pain.
The pain made her face pale and her temper even more violent.
"Yu 'er!"
At this moment, an anxious voice came from outside the door.
nangong yu's tears flowed down her face the moment she heard the voice. she raised her head slowly and stared at the man who was walking in quickly from the door. in the end, she cried out in grievance.