Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Boss Fu, I'm already out of breath.

Fushun didn't speak, but glanced at them.

Those people lowered their heads and shivered, and the men continued until the torture bench fell apart. The man was already bloody, and the thick blood mixed with what was suspected to be internal organs or minced meat was all over the floor.

Seeing this, Fushun nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his hand to drag it down.

Look at how frightened these little girls are, are they all right? He came to Ding Xiang and the others with an extremely concerned look on his face.

Killing chickens to make an example to monkeys, not only Princess Jing!

The others were speechless, and Ding Xiang could only hang her head and answer: It's nothing.

Tsk tsk, go back quickly, our family won't waste your time.

A few people tried their best to bow and salute, their footsteps were messy, and they left the Changchun courtyard as if there were ghosts chasing behind them.

Fushun looked around, and his eyes fell on the blood stains on the ground.

You guys, clean up the ground. How can the yard where the master lives be so filthy? You have to be careful. He pointed to someone casually and said, You, watch them wash.

Yes. The person pointed at replied in a trembling cry.

Satisfied? Happy? I always like to use such scary methods! Aunt Qi said after leaving the Changchun courtyard.

Fushun chuckled twice, rubbed his nose, It's good to be scary, it can save trouble, so that those restless people don't make trouble, it's so frustrating for you and me. There is a master who doesn't care about things, and they have to worry a lot of.

Aunt Qi glared at him, but she also knew that what he said was true.

Hehe, Your Highness hasn't moved her, and it's not easy for us to do anything. This time, she committed suicide and wiped out all the people around her. The change of Changchun Courtyard, you look a bit picky. Since Your Highness said to ground her feet, That would put her on hold.

I understand this truth.

It's a pity Mrs. Hua, I was thinking that there would be good news soon, but this idiot got in the way. Doctor Hu Liang told me how long it would take to recover?

It is said that it will take a year and a half.

Fushun didn't speak, but frowned tightly.

Fushun and Aunt Qi left, while Doctor Hu Liang came to see him.

In the empty hall, there were only King Jing and Hu Liangyi. Hu Liangyi stood at the bottom, King Jing sat at the top, and the whole hall was silent.

He has dealt with King Jing quite a lot, even when he sees that King Jing is a very kind person, but whenever he faces King Jing, Hu Liangyi always feels very oppressive. Sweat dripped from his forehead involuntarily, he wiped his forehead with his sleeve,

Your Highness, I don't know what to do in the west courtyard...

How long will it take?

King Jing's voice sounded in vain.

Doctor Hu Liang's heart tightened, he bowed his head and replied, If you treat with all your heart, it will be enough within half a year.

Facing King Jing was not as ambiguous as he said to others, but gave an accurate time.

It was quiet up there again.

Doctor Hu Liang kept complaining, so he had to ask again: Your Highness, I don't know what to do in the west courtyard...

He still didn't finish that half of the sentence.

You go back.

Doctor Hu Liang had a bitter look on his face, but he had no choice but to retreat.