The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

As expected, after hearing Ge Jingyang's words, the emperor's expression eased a little: "Jingyang, you are right. I shouldn't hurt Duke Dingguo's heart for this."

But suddenly, he changed the subject: "It's just that I still have to discipline those who need to be disciplined."

Then he said to Ge Yuanhui: "Ge Yuanhui, are you convinced by my teachings today?"

At this point, it made no difference to Ge Yuanhui whether she was punished or not, because her reputation had been ruined anyway.

From today onwards, she would go from being a flawless lady of high social status to a notorious person who was accused of being frivolous by the emperor.

She lowered her eyes, and the voice was almost forced out from between her teeth: "Your Majesty, thank you for your teachings..."

The emperor nodded happily and said, "In that case, wipe off the floral foil."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ge Yuanhui looked up suddenly, and her incredulous eyes met the emperor's half-smile.

Concubine Ge was also anxious: "Your Majesty, take Yuan Hui away. I will have someone remove her floral foil and make her kneel for a day in Cuiwei Palace. From now on, she will never dare to do it again!"

Yuan Hui's face was damaged. When the royal family selected a concubine, the first requirement was that she must be physically healthy. Those with damaged faces would not be selected.

She had kept the fact of her disfigurement a secret all along. Now if the scar were to be seen in public, how would she be able to marry into the royal family again?

But the scar on Ge Yuanhui's face was caused by An Zhaoyi, how could she not know?

So An Zhaoyi said, "I heard that Miss Ge is good at dressing up. Her makeup and clothes always attract people to imitate her. If we can remove the floral foil on the spot, wouldn't it be more effective in disciplining her?"

"An Zhaoyi!" Concubine Ge was furious.

But the emperor said: "What An Zhaoyi said makes sense."

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Ge tried to make the emperor change his mind.

Ge Jingyang also pleaded: "Your Majesty, Yuan Hui..."

"Jingyang." The emperor's eyes suddenly darkened: "Do you think I can't issue this decree?"

The emperor's words are law, so of course what he says is what counts. No matter how powerful the Ge family is, they are still subjects. No matter what, subjects cannot openly disobey his orders, otherwise it would be treason.

It’s not that the Ge family doesn’t dare to rebel, but that unless the time comes that they have to, the Ge family will not gamble the lives of the entire family on a rebellion.

At least he wouldn't rebel just because of Ge Yuanhui's scar at this time.

So with just one order from the emperor, Peng Hui ordered a palace maid to go and personally remove the floral foil for Ge Yuanhui.

Ge Yuanhui lowered his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on the bricks and stones on the ground in front of him.

The maid said, "Miss Ge, I am going to take action."

Ge Yuanhui did not answer, but let the palace maid use a silk handkerchief to wipe off the floral foil on her forehead.

Because of the sweat, the floral foil became blurred with just a slight rub.

The peeling floral foil was cracked and crumpled, just like Ge Yuanhui's dignity being stripped away in public.

Some people thought it was too cruel. Naturally, there were also some people who disliked the Ge family or were jealous of Ge Yuanhui, and they were whispering and laughing at this moment.

Xue Zhiyi turned his eyes away with some reluctance. The emperor's method of punishing the Ge family did not involve shedding a drop of blood. It was not considered harsh to the Ge family, but for a person like Ge Yuanhui, it was indeed too insulting and cruel.

Ge Yuanhui's eyes were red and tears were rolling down her cheeks, but her head was still proudly raised. Her gaze was lowered, but her chin was still stubbornly raised.

It was not until the floral foil on her forehead was completely wiped off and someone discovered the scar she had hidden under the floral foil between the mottled makeup that people could not help but whisper about it.

"What's that on her forehead?"

"Isn't she the most beautiful woman in Huajing? Why does she have a scar on her face?"

"Oh my god, her face is disgusting!"

During the dinner, although Shen Qingtang didn't like Ge Yuanhui, she was even more annoyed by these gossipers. She was annoyed by the chattering and couldn't help but speak up: "Shut up, what does it have to do with you what other people look like? If you like to talk about other people's looks so much, why don't you look in the mirror and judge for yourself?"

Today's emperor is so crazy that even people who hate Ge Yuanhui think he is sick.

Ge Yuanhui was still kneeling, swept up in the discussions around him, with an indescribable sense of humiliation in his heart.

How could she end up like this? She is Ge Yuanhui, a daughter of heaven!

She was born noble, and should have lived her whole life surrounded by admiration and admiration, glamorous, flawless, and the most noble woman in the world...

Just based on these people, are they qualified to talk about her? !

They are all insignificant ants! Not even worthy of being her foil!

She blinked her red eyes slightly...

Yes, she thought she was already noble enough, but now, these people could humiliate her just because she was not noble enough!

"Ge Yuanhui, you must reflect on your mistakes today in the future."

Amid the noise and clamor, the emperor's voice floated past her ears.

Ge Yuanhui pinched herself hard with her sleeve until she bled, and then she managed to utter a sound: "Your Majesty, I appreciate your teaching..."

When she leaned over to bow, from an angle where no one could see, Ge Yuanhui's eyes seemed to be poisoned.

She must climb up, even if even the emperor does not recognize her, she must do it, she must do it!

Today, she will engrave the name of everyone who humiliated her in her mind.

Xue Zhiyi, An Shi, and the man who sat in a high position and crushed her dignity with just a few words.

She will not let any of these people go!

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your teachings. I will reflect on myself and not make the same mistakes again."

She bowed again, and then, in a calm and almost dead voice, said: "I am exhausted, Your Majesty, please be merciful and allow me to leave the table and rest for a while."

The emperor just looked down at her, and in the blink of an eye, his angry face was replaced by a kind and loving smile.

"You should step back first."

Concubine Ge had not yet recovered from the emperor's inexplicable anger. Seeing this, she quickly signaled Yunshuang to support Ge Yuanhui and take her to Cuiwei Palace to rest.

The emperor seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened. He laughed loudly, raised his glass and said, "Today is the Qionglin Banquet. I hope you will enjoy it and live up to the feast."

Although everyone felt that His Majesty's moodiness was so unpredictable that it made people's hair stand on end, they still raised their glasses and bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

After watching all this, the Queen Mother sighed tiredly and said, "I am also tired. I will not feast with you and will return to Jianzhang Palace first."

Everyone in the palace knew that the Queen Mother would take a short nap every afternoon, so no one tried to keep her.

The emperor only said: "Go slowly, mother."

Everyone bowed and said, "Farewell, Queen Mother!"

Then Xue Zhiyi bowed to the emperor and the concubines, followed the empress dowager to the Jianzhang Palace.

Lan Ying behind her was extremely panicked. Ge Yuanhui had already been punished by His Majesty. If His Majesty took his anger out on her, who knows how terrible the consequences would be.

Now she only hopes that His Majesty will not think of her.

When they arrived at Jianzhang Palace, as soon as the Queen Mother sat down, Lan Ying wanted to explain: "Queen Mother, today I..."

Before she finished speaking, the Queen Mother held her forehead and said, "I am tired. Please leave first."

"Empress Dowager..." Lan Ying had lost her backbone at this moment. She just wanted to explain it clearly, otherwise she always felt like a knife was hanging over her head.

But the Queen Mother didn't want to listen to what she said. She just gave Chai Yue a look, and Chai Yue understood what she meant and urged several palace maids, "Retreat first."

But the Queen Mother said, "Zhiyi should stay and serve me."

Xue Zhiyi's heart sank. As expected, the Queen Mother would inevitably ask her a few more questions.