Quick Travel: The Story of Your Highness's Pampering of Her Husband

Returning to the inn in a state of embarrassment, Zhu Xiaohua smashed the tables, chairs, and tea sets that had been replaced again.

The two maids were tortured to the point of dying by her, but they did not dare to beg for mercy or cry, because that would only lead to a more terrible punishment.

After a while, everything in the house ended.

"I'm sorry, boss. It's all my fault that my maid was clumsy and accidentally damaged some of your furniture."

"However, family scandals should not be made public. Today's incident..."

Looking at a hundred-tael silver note in his hand, the innkeeper smiled flatteringly at Zhu Xiaohua and said, "Miss, I understand what you mean."

With a wave of his hand, the boss asked the waiter to keep his mouth shut and quickly change the decorations in the room.

Just like last night, nothing happened.

After everyone had retreated, Zhu Xiaohua sat on the stool, tapping the tabletop with her left hand, picking up the tea cup with her right hand, and took a sip gracefully.

The two maids stood in the corner of the room, their heads lowered. It took all their strength just to stay standing.

Zhu Xiaohua raised her eyes, her gaze moving back and forth between the two of them. They felt as if a poisonous snake was tightly wrapped around them, and their bodies were almost shaking like a sieve.

"Okay, it's okay, come here and take medicine."

The woman's voice was as gentle as water. The two maids tried their best to maintain a normal posture, quickly walked to their young lady, and took the two pills from Zhu Xiaohua's palm.

They took it without hesitation, and their bodies immediately relaxed.

Because they knew that today's torture was over.

Zhu Xiaohua held a maid with one hand and said to the two of them with a little annoyance on her face: "Biyun, Bizhu, do you feel any pain?"

"Well, actually, miss, I didn't mean to do this to you. If you want to blame, it's that bitch. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't vent my anger on you."

Biyun Bizhu didn't dare to have any objections and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Miss."

"Ah."

"Then go and get some food."

After Zhu Xiaohua vented her anger, she spent a lot of energy, and she didn't eat much breakfast, so she felt hungry at this moment.

The slap marks on the two maids' faces have faded a lot now. If you don't look carefully, you can't see them at all. As for the bruises on their bodies, no one can see them.

This was also the reason why Zhu Xiaohua would instruct the two of them to go out to do things. She would not allow her reputation as the most noble daughter in the capital to be stained in any way.

Not long after, Biyun Bizhu pushed the door into the house with two trays. As soon as he closed the door and turned around, he was so frightened by the appearance of his own lady that he let go of his hands. There was a loud "bang" and the trays fell to the ground. This was followed by the sound of shattering porcelain dishes.

Zhu Xiaohua was severely frightened. Before she could yell, she saw Biyun and Bizhu pointing at her with frightened expressions, and stammered: "Miss, you, your face …”

Although the two of them did not speak completely, Zhu Xiaohua immediately understood from her face that something must have happened.

She immediately got up and ran to the dressing table, grabbed the bronze mirror on the table, and hurriedly looked into the mirror.

Although it was very blurry, Zhu Xiaohua could still clearly see that her face was covered with red acne, which looked ugly and disgusting.

Soon Zhu Xiaohua came back to her senses, and an idea flashed in her mind, and she immediately understood what was going on.

Zhu Xiaohua slammed the bronze mirror to the ground, clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles began to turn white, her eyes were ferocious as if she wanted to choose someone to devour, and she roared in a low voice: "Ahhhh!"

"You bitch, I won't give up until I kill you!"

Zhu Xiaohua did not mention Wen Xixi's name because she was worried that there were still two maids present, but she kept repeating those three words in her heart as if she was chewing them into pieces.

Although the skin condition on her face is very bad, Zhu Xiaohua is not too worried because she knows that with Lingquan in her body, no matter what the problem is, her face can return to its original smoothness and softness.

What she feels now is more humiliation, anger, and strong hatred that wants to kill the other party!

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Xiaohua sat back on the stool, "Don't make a fuss, clean up the things and serve the dishes again."

After coldly dismissing the two maids, Zhu Xiaohua took out a cup of spiritual spring water and drank it all in one gulp. She also took out some wet compress and applied it on her face, for internal and external use, a two-pronged approach.

With a large amount of spiritual spring water nourishing her, Zhu Xiaohua's face had completely recovered before the maid came back.

Biyun and Bizhu did not show any surprise. They had always known that the young lady had various pills with excellent effects.

In the past, when they were beaten, the lady would give them a pill and watch them take it. By the next day, all the scars on their skin would disappear, so no one would ever find out that they had been beaten.

The atmosphere in the room was very solemn. Biyun Bizhu carefully served the young lady's meal, fearing that she would be dissatisfied if she failed to do anything well.

Zhu Xiaohua was in no mood to argue with the two little maids.

She finished her meal in silence, then sent everyone out, and she lay down on the bed, saying she wanted to take a nap.

The bed curtain was lowered, and the door to the room was closed with a "squeak".

In the closed and dark space, Zhu Xiaohua lay straight, staring at the bed curtain with wide eyes, showing no intention of taking a lunch break.

She was thinking about everything that happened today, and her first meeting with Wen Xixi after many years. She was caught off guard, and she, Zhu Xiaohua, was completely defeated!

Although she could go to the prince brother to complain and ruin the image of that woman in the other party's heart, but she wanted to please her own appearance, and no matter what, she didn't want the prince brother to see her ugly appearance.

Therefore, her first reaction was to immediately use the spiritual spring water to restore her face to its previous gorgeous, charming appearance.

As for the hatred between her and Wen Xixi, she will resolve it herself.

Suddenly, Zhu Xiaohua raised her hand and snapped her fingers in the air.

The next moment, a man wearing black tights suddenly appeared in the room and knelt down respectfully in front of the bed.

"Owner."

Zhu Xiaohua did not get up or open the bed curtain, but directly ordered: "No. [-], tonight at midnight, you go to Ji's Mansion and scratch that bitch's face for me, and the dagger must be smeared in advance. Poison for a festering wound.”

"But remember, don't hurt her life. What I want is to completely disfigure her and make her life worse than death!"

Wen Xixi, since you dare to do something evil first, don't blame me for reciprocating the courtesy.

"Yes."

The man answered simply with one word, then immediately disappeared.

Zhu Xiaohua's mood was visibly better.

That man was originally a secret guard of the Wen family. After a mission failed, he was punished with five hundred lashes. Others thought he was dead and wanted to throw him into a mass grave, but he happened to be seen by Zhu Xiaohua who was passing by.

She accidentally caught a glimpse of the man's fingers shaking slightly. Feeling the man's strong desire to survive, Zhu Xiaohua used spiritual spring water to revive him.

Since then, the man has changed from the secret guard of the Wen family to the secret guard of Zhu Xiaohua.

With that man's ability, he could easily defeat a small village woman.

Thinking of seeing the disfigured look of that bitch Wen Xixi tomorrow morning, Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help but reveal a malicious smile.

Then he closed his eyes and took a nap in a happy mood.

Xuanyuan Xi didn't know that she had been watched. At this moment, she was holding her young husband, who was exhausted from overexertion, and eating a sweet lunch.