Chapter 33
The court lady who was identified by her suddenly turned pale and knelt down with a "plop".

Xu Rongrong also had a "thump" in her heart, seeing the emperor's unhappy face, she had a bad premonition.

The emperor continued to ask in a cold voice, "Which hand did you hit?"

Zhu Haitang said reflexively, "I raised my hand and hit me", and then reacted belatedly, and then quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, she didn't hit me."

"No, I have this idea." The emperor said coldly: "My palace does not allow slaves who disobey the master."

"But she..." Zhu Haitang silently swallowed back the following words in the emperor's stern and chilled expression. Even if I said it first, the emperor would only be even more angry.

She originally wanted to say it, but she also listened to her master's words.Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if both masters had to listen to what they said.

This sounds a bit too holy, after all, this is the heroine's character design, and she is taking the route of a deadly little expert.

So Zhu Haitang quickly shut up and didn't speak again.

The maid was shaking like a sieve, grabbing the ground with her head, and the floor she knocked on made a "bang bang" sound, and she kept shouting: "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life, this servant will never dare again..."

The rest of the people all held their breaths and concentrated, not daring to make a sound. There was no other sound in the whole hall except for the maid begging for mercy.

Xia Houjing didn't care about it, and continued without hesitation: "You didn't hear me asking? Is it the left hand or the right hand?"

The nervous Zhu Haitang also realized that something was wrong.

The man before him was always a tyrant.All those who rubbed against the magazine in their bones were vicious and fierce, and almost all of them were resolved with bloody violence if they were careless and disobedient.Especially when he put the dishes and said, "I don't like slaves who disobey their masters."

This palace maid is afraid that she hit the muzzle of a gun.

No one dared to talk to her. Xu Rongrong was already so frightened that her legs became weak and she slumped on the ground.

At this time, Zhu Haitang looked up at the tyrant cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Is Your Majesty going to punish her?"

"I vent my anger on Haitang, okay?"

I thank you!
Thank you all! ! !
If you want to do it yourself, the bloodthirsty energy in your bones has come up again, why do you push it to me and bring hatred to me? !

Xu Rongrong seemed to have finally come back to life, and knelt down again: "Your Majesty, Qiu'er was only ordered by the concubine, and did not disobey the master's words. Your Majesty can forgive her and spare her life, she has been with my concubine since she was a child, and my concubine cannot live without her."

Xia Houjing glanced at Xu Rongrong again, the sternness on his face remained undiminished, and the chill even worsened, which made everyone present feel goosebumps: "Is it possible that my concubine thinks that I can influence my decision? "

Xu Rongrong was so frightened that she lowered her head closer to the ground, and said repeatedly: "I dare not."

The tyrant has been used to acting recklessly since he was a child, so naturally he can't listen to anything at this moment.

"Procrastinate on, since no one said which hand it was, then let me cut off both hands."

The maid immediately raised her voice and shouted in horror: "Your Majesty—"

The emperor was obviously impatient: "Don't keep your tongue for me."

Zhu Haitang subconsciously wanted to cover her mouth.

But such a person who lost his hands and tongue, can he still live?
(End of this chapter)

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