Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

Jinzhong turned his head and stared at Zhao Yita. He stretched the whip in his hand, confirmed its toughness, then raised his hand and swung it in a circle to whip him.

Snapped.

"Ah!" Zhao Yitai screamed in pain. He looked at Jinzhong in disbelief and said, "Are you really going to hit me?"

"Jinzhong, I have no grudge against you. Are you crazy?"

"Why are you doing this to me."

"Why are you doing this to me!" Zhao Yita tried his best to ask, his neck and head turned red from the effort, with confusion and resentment.

Jinzhong put down the whip, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Eunuch Zhao, I don't know why."

Zhao Yita's pupils trembled as he looked at Jinzhong's palm beside his face. The hand approached his face, then moved away, waved in the air, and then quickly landed on his face.

The blow caused his head to tilt to one side.

Zhao Yitai's mouth was broken, Jinzhong just laughed softly, "It's all your fault, eunuch."

"Who told you not to have eyes?"

Jinzhong held one hand with the other and flexed his wrists, and slaps continued to fall here like rain.

Zhao Yitai spat out blood and sneered, "Lingzhi?"

Seeing that Jinzhong had no reaction and preparing to hit him, Zhao Yitai glared at him fiercely, and his hand landed on Zhao Yitai's face quickly and fiercely.

He felt half of his face was numb. Zhao Yitai was shivering, and he felt that Jinzhong wanted to slap him on the head. He thought of something and said, "Noble Concubine Ling, right?"

"You are trying to get close to Concubine Ling. Is she trying to help Lingzhi?"

Jinzhong smiled with gritted teeth, Zhao Yita had forgotten.

How dare Zhao Yita forget.

Jinzhong swung his arm again and slapped Zhao Yita's face hard, causing small white dots to float in front of his eyes.

Zhao Yita felt his head go numb, and his tears burst out.

He recalled the time he had long forgotten when a palace maid was holding a Yaohuang peony and he hit her. That palace maid was... Wei Yanwan.

Zhao Yitai said, "Concubine Ling hated me for beating her, so she let you, her dog, bite people." Zhao Yitai sneered and said,

"Do you think you'll have a good ending after killing me? Just because I hit her, she'll hold a grudge against me for years and even want my life!"

"Such a cruel woman will do the same to you when you are useless. Jinzhong, think about it, you are doing such a dirty thing for her, and you will definitely die if the matter is exposed."

"Is it worth it?" Zhao Yita raised his head with a persuasive look, looked at Jinzhong, and spoke as gently as possible.

He couldn't see Jinzhong's face clearly, but Zhao Yita soon saw it clearly. The man picked up a candle in his slender hand, and the candlelight illuminated the faces of both people.

This seemingly ordinary hand hit him in the face, but it hurt so much. I didn't expect Jinzhong to look so weak, but he was actually so strong.

Zhao Yitai looked at Jinzhong, only to see Jinzhong smiling strangely and disgustingly, and said, "Then make yourself useful."

Zhao Yitai's expression was distorted. He said, "What did you say? It doesn't matter if you are used. Are you so loyal?"

I saw Jinzhong's smile was full of even more nauseating happiness, and he said, "Of course."

Then came two more slaps in the face.

Zhao Yitai lost his temper after being beaten. He begged for mercy again and again, "Jinzhong, do you believe everything Concubine Ling said? If I hadn't beaten her, I wouldn't have hit her hard. Besides, it was in Changchun Palace, and the Empress was there too. I only hit her a few times..."

Zhao Yita kept talking, trying to persuade the eunuch in front of him who looked like a demon.

Jinzhong's smile disappeared. He suddenly felt very sorry for their Yanwan. How could Yanwan, a little girl, suffer so much?

He lowered his voice and said, "Would I ever wrongly accuse you?" Then there was the sound of the whip hitting flesh, and only a few muffled groans in the room.

Jinzhong added, "I wonder which hand Eunuch Zhao used to hit our Lord Ling."

After a scream, only intermittent groans were heard in the room.

* Yongshou Palace

Jingse came to visit Concubine Ling. She looked haggard and uneasy.

Yanwan walked out from the side hall, with dark circles under her eyes, and she looked very haggard.

When Jingse saw her, he thought of his mother's last words before she died. After Imperial Noble Consort Huixian passed away, Jingse had no friends left of his mother in his memory. Only Imperial Noble Consort Ling accompanied his mother when she was sad, and she was also a kind person recognized by his mother.

Jingse loves Yanwan because she loves everyone in her family. She has always felt that Yanwan treated the queen with great respect. Now she treats this concubine, who is only a few years older than her, as a relic left by her royal mother.

Jingse's nose felt sore, and she forced a smile and said, "Greetings to Empress Ling."

The once arrogant legitimate princess looked down upon her father's concubines the most, thinking that her mother was the mistress and the others were concubines. But now, after a few years, she has learned the etiquette, put away her pride, and greeted her nominal stepmother.

Yan Wan hurriedly pulled her up and said, "Jingse..."

The two looked at each other, and Jingse was unusually vulnerable. She came here today to ask something.

Why was it that when she left the palace, although her mother was in poor health, she could still hold on longer, but when she returned to the princess's mansion to handle affairs, it was only two or three days before her mother's health deteriorated so much that she only saw her for the last time.

Su Lian of Changchun Palace is dead, Zhao Yita is missing, and Lianxin has left the palace.

For a moment, Jingse didn't even have anyone to ask questions to. How could those ordinary palace servants know what had happened?

So she thought of the person that the Empress Dowager mentioned before her death, Concubine Yanwan.

Jingse wanted to ask her if anything happened during those days.

Yan Wan was hesitant, Jing Se hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, Concubine Ling. You were mentioned by my mother herself, and you were also a good friend of the Empress Dowager when she was alive. No matter what, I will never tell anyone about you. All the things I heard were just hearsay from Jing Se."

Yan Wan sighed and said, "The Queen once met me before she passed away. She said that the princess is young and her temperament is inevitably arrogant. She hopes that I can take good care of Princess Hejing."

"It's not that I don't dare to say it, but I always feel that doing so will make you fall into resentment and disputes in this palace, and I will be unworthy of Empress Xiaoxian's instructions." Yan Wan turned her head away, looking conflicted.

Jingse said calmly, "Empress Ling, if you don't tell me, I will ask others. I will eventually get some answers, but I'm afraid that it's just rumors spread by someone with ulterior motives."

"So Jingse can only come and ask you."

Jingse held her head high, her eyes were sharp, she understood the meaning of Concubine Ling's words. As a daughter, she couldn't just sit there and watch her mother being bullied.

She is in pain, and those who hurt my mother should also be in pain.

Yanwan lowered her eyes and smiled.