I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

In Hanyu Palace, Chu Xiaoxiao sat beside the bed, sorting out the clothes Xiao Linghui had worn over and over again. They were as dim as a piece of paper dust.

Jin Ling brought out the food and placed it neatly on her table. Shi Shiran said, "Your Majesty, it's almost noon, it's time to have a meal."

Chu Xiaoxiao stroked the silk-embroidered phoenix and peony with her hands, her eyes filled with nostalgia and sorrow, and even her voice was hoarse, "This dress was Ling Hui's favorite thing to wear during his lifetime. I should have burned it, but I couldn't bear to part with it."

She was overcome with sadness, her red eyes were full of tears, and she was afraid that they would fall down and dirty her clothes. She raised her head and glared at Jin Ling with her dark eyes like poisonous thorns. Her voice was full of sternness and resentment, "Are you lying?" I am actually in the same group as Xiao Qiqi, and I came to this cold palace just to see my jokes."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She stood up in an extreme manner and smashed the food. The fine pieces of porcelain flew and scratched Jin Ling's face, just like cutting on rotten flesh. There was only a faint red mark, which was not painful. No longer itchy, she took a few steps back and saw the resentment around her body constantly seeping into her own body. Her eyes were dark green, and the corners of her lips raised a sinister and seductive smile. The evil and evil energy from the outside world was all nourishment. Her nourishment.

The mother-in-law outside heard the noise and came in to see Chu Xiaoxiao still smashing the bowl. She slapped her to the ground with a vicious look on her face and pressed her delicate hands into the broken pieces. She screamed in pain.

The mother-in-law had a fierce smile on her face, stared at her bloody hands, and said angrily: "You have been demoted to the cold palace by the emperor, and you still think that you are the high-ranking concubine. There is no room for you to be domineering here, and you won't Someone is groveling and serving you."

She ignored Chu Xiaoxiao's pain, grabbed her hand, smiled evilly and said sarcastically, "Old slave, I heard that you used to be the maid of the Huanyi Bureau. These hands are thick and smooth. You must have put a lot of effort into them. Starting from tomorrow, I will give you a hand." It is your duty as slaves to wash clothes.”

Chu Xiaoxiao's face was full of humiliation. In the past, when she was in Fengluan Palace, all the slaves who talked about her past in private had their tongues cut out and beaten to death with a cane. She scolded: "Old slave, I am only temporarily in despair, Your Majesty." Take pity on me, you will come to pick me up and return to Fengluan Palace in a short time. All you have to do is kneel down among these fragments and kowtow to me, and I will spare your life this time."

The mother-in-law seemed to be hearing a joke, her face was as black as a bear, "Ms. Chongrong, you are still dreaming. Since you are unwilling to listen, I will ask you to wake up."

Two more strong women came in at the door. They worked together to push her down, pulled out the hairpin on her head, pricked and pinched her.

Chu Xiaoxiao cried bitterly, struggling and her clothes were torn apart.

He screamed and roared, "You old pigs and dogs dare to humiliate me like this. The Emperor will definitely throw you into Shura Prison, where you will be torn to pieces by wild wolves. Stop!"

The old woman gritted her teeth and knocked her head on the floor.

Jin Ling's eyes flickered, Chu Xiaoxiao was still useful to her, and finally she used money to stop the women and went out to relieve their anger.

Chu Xiaoxiao hugged her legs and sat on the edge of the bed in ragged clothes, crying bitterly. The exposed skin was covered with purple bruises and blood stains. Jin Ling squatted in front of her, eyes dull, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped her hands clean. There were bloodstains on them, and Xiao Naiyin had no emotion, "Madam, in order to take revenge on Xiao Qiqi in the future, please let them go first to avoid being humiliated."

She lowered her head, and her slender eyebrows were very similar to Xiao Linghui's. Although Chu Xiaoxiao's mood had stabilized a lot, she was still crying, "Jin Ling, if you don't really want to help me, you'd better leave."

Jin Ling found a thin shirt for her from behind the bed and put it on. Her red phoenix eyes were as deep as the underworld and her voice was calm: "Mother, when I help you, I am also helping myself. Xiao Qiqi took away my things, and I am the one who The daughter of the Emperor and Concubine Shu."

Chu Xiaoxiao's face was full of astonishment, as if she was looking at a madman.

Jin Ling told Chu Xiaoxiao those past events in detail.