After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

The servants took their seats one by one.

There was a seat left on each side of Chu Qinghuang. The servants were quite tactful and did not approach Chu Qinghuang. Instead, Feng Jinzhi's servant naturally helped Feng Jinzhi to the seat on Chu Qinghuang's left. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Chu Qinghuang say, "You sit opposite."

Feng Jinzhi's body stiffened, and he had to straighten his bent waist. He glared at Chu Qinghuang coldly: "What do you mean?"

Chu Qinghuang's eyebrows were slightly cold: "You want to kneel again?"

Feng Jinzhi gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, turned around and walked to the empty seat opposite her and sat down. As soon as his buttocks landed on the stool, he shivered in pain and froze his body and dared not move again.

Four pairs of eyes fell on his face.

Feng Jinzhi endured the burning embarrassment on his face, cursed Chu Qinghuang fiercely in his heart again, and then straightened up and said stiffly: "I will eat standing up."

Chu Qinghuang did not speak.

It had only been two days since Feng Jinzhi had received fifty lashes of the board. It was extremely difficult for him to even walk, let alone sit down.

Wen Zhan spoke calmly: "The prince consort is delicate. He has probably never been beaten like this in his life. Your Highness should understand that he is seriously injured and allow him to eat while standing."

Although his tone sounded extremely gentle, the four words "delicate" were undoubtedly a naked irony to Feng Jinzhi at this time.

"Everything has a first time, and there will be a second time after the first time." Hongyu blinked her innocent eyes, "Wait until the prince consort is beaten a few more times and punished to kneel a few more times, he should not be so delicate anymore."

Feng Jinzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Hongyu with a cold and murderous look, as if he wanted to drag him out and beat him to death immediately.

"What's that look in the eyes of the Prince Consort?" Hong Yu was puzzled. "Am I wrong?"

Qi Ling took a sip of the tea cup leisurely, "You are right, but the Prince Consort probably doesn't like it."

"Since I am right, why doesn't the Prince Consort like it?"

"Because the truth is usually unpleasant to hear."

Hong Yu said, as if he understood.

Feng Jinzhi's face turned pale and blue, and he couldn't help but want to lose his temper. These lowly servants, who didn't even have the qualifications to speak in front of him in the past, dared to add insult to injury now. Aren't they afraid of his revenge in the future?

"Fu Cang." Chu Qinghuang seemed not to hear the quarrel between the few people, and said lightly, "Come and sit down."

Fu Cang, dressed in black, responded and sat down on the left side of Chu Qinghuang without saying a word.

As if they had made an appointment, the four servants looked away from Feng Jinzhi's face and turned to look at Fu Cang: "..."

They thought Chu Qinghuang was unwilling to sit next to others, but they were wrong. Chu Qinghuang just didn't want to sit next to Feng Jinzhi.

However, when can the personal shadow guard sit with the master to eat?

Feng Jinzhi's face was so ugly that it was a mixture of shock, anger, humiliation, and sharp resentment that he wanted to kill them in front of him.

"In view of the fact that the prince consort is unwell, starting from today, all the power of the princess's mansion, except for me, will be handed over to Fu Cang." Chu Qinghuang ordered calmly, "If you have any questions, you can ask Fu Cang."

Huh?

Hong Yu glanced at Fu Cang, frowning slightly: "I heard that Fu Cang is the prince's personal shadow guard, the kind who stays with him all day long. In this way, if we ask him for instructions, isn't it the same as asking the prince for instructions?"

Asking Chu Qinghuang for instructions is a small matter. What if we disturb the prince's rest or other things, will he be whipped?

Wen Zhan nodded slowly: "It seems to be true."

Qi Ling nodded.

Shen Zhongjin continued to nod.

Fu Cang didn't speak, and his silence was like air.

"Is there a problem?" Chu Qinghuang looked up at the few people, his tone cold.

Wen Zhan was silent for a moment: "No problem."

Hong Yu hurriedly shook his head: "No problem, I will follow the prince's orders."

Shen Zhongjin: "No problem."

Qi Ling said: "No problem."

Chu Qinghuang then coldly announced the start of the meal and said no more.

She just announced this decision in public, announcing Fu Cang's new status in the mansion, and the fact that the prince consort had completely lost power. Other things were not important.

Although the Dark Chamber has set a rule that the Shadow Guard must stay with her for 12 hours, the rules are dead, but people are alive. What she needs is a strongest Shadow Guard who will follow orders, not a wooden man who only follows rigid rules and does not know how to adapt.

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