The legitimate daughter is reborn, Pluto’s favorite

"He said that the wound was too itchy and uncomfortable, so I helped him."

"He gave me the medicine and I applied it for him. What does this have to do with me?"

Xiaohui was obviously a little guilty and panicked. Her voice became much softer and her eyes began to wander.

"Looking at the way you bandage it, I'm afraid you are an expert. You don't need to pretend like a little white rabbit who doesn't understand anything in front of the prince."

"You pretend to be like this, and you deliberately provoked me before. There is only one possibility that you have undue thoughts about the prince."

"For a little weed like you, of course I have to help the prince pull it out."

Feng Xiaoqi sneered in her heart when she saw Xiaohui losing ground. She really couldn't be his opponent at this level.

"Your Majesty, I am wronged. I have been with you since I was a child. You know best whether I am loyal or not."

"I never dare to think anything wrong about you."

Xiaohui was upset by Feng Xiaoqi, but she also knew that in this situation, Chu Ang would never accept her anyway, so she started to cry and cry out for injustice.

In Xiaohui's mind, she and Chu Ang almost grew up together, and they have some feelings for each other anyway.

So Chu Ang will definitely look at her differently and won't just watch her suffer the consequences of being dumb.

Chu Ang was silent for a moment, and then looked at Feng Xiaoqi again: "Is there an antidote?"

Hearing Chu Ang ask this question, Xiaohui's proud expression could no longer be hidden, and her eyes became provocative.

"As I said just now, there is no antidote, and it is impossible for me to make an antidote."

"Anyone who can be poisoned by me must deserve it, so they don't need an antidote."

"Everyone needs to pay for what they have done. You can't just say that I was careless and didn't mean it, and then I don't have to be responsible for anything."

Feng Xiaoqi shook her head. Although she didn't understand why Chu Ang wanted to face this maid, she was not a soft persimmon and no one could control her.

If Chu Ang was unwilling to pull out the weeds around her, she wouldn't mind going back to keeping a distance from Chu Ang.

"My lord, please save this slave."

Xiaohui didn't expect that in front of Chu Ang, Feng Xiaoqi still gave the same reply as before. She hugged Chu Ang's feet again and begged.

"Go away." Chu Ang kicked Xiao Hui away: "You have done a good job, with clear rewards and punishments. This is what the king's woman should be like. Only then can she be worthy of the title of Princess Pluto. The mistress of the palace."

As soon as Chu Ang said these words, Xiaohui was stunned on the spot. She didn't expect that Chu Ang didn't have any affection for her.

"Your Majesty, arrange for someone to prepare some hot water. This girl has been delayed for long enough. If it is any later, your guard will not be able to save her even if she is the Great Luo Jinxian."

When Feng Xiaoqi heard Chu Ang's praise, she was neither humble nor arrogant, nor was she complacent, but she still spoke calmly.

"Drag her down and arrange for others to prepare more hot water."

Chu Ang nodded, and he was even more satisfied with Feng Xiaoqi's indifference. He found that Feng Xiaoqi could always give him some surprises.

"My lord, please give me a chance. I will admit my mistake to the princess. I will never dare to do it again."

This time Xiaohui finally realized the seriousness of the matter. It seemed that she had underestimated Feng Xiaoqi's position in Chu Ang's heart.

The fact that she has been able to stay in the palace for so many years and stay by Chu Ang's side all the time is not because she has no strength at all.

At least now she is very discerning and knows how to be submissive appropriately during a trial.

Chu Ang did not speak, but looked at Feng Xiaoqi with gentle eyes. It was obvious that he wanted to leave the decision-making power in Feng Xiaoqi's hands.

But Feng Xiaoqi didn't even look at Xiaohui, and just continued to do what she should do.

Chu Ang immediately understood what Feng Xiaoqi meant, which was that he did not intend to give Xiaohui another chance.

"Since the princess is unwilling to forgive you, then just drag it on. From now on, you will be a low-class maid doing the roughest jobs. If you want to leave the palace, you can always leave."

Chu Ang made a decisive decision within a moment.

"My lord, you are the God of War and the King of Hades. You have to listen to Feng Xiaoqi on everything. If word gets out, aren't you afraid of others laughing at you?"

Xiaohui looked at Chu Ang in disbelief, and finally couldn't help but ask Chu Ang.

"It won't spread at all. If this matter spreads, you will die."

Chu Ang sneered. As soon as Xiaohui said these words, he understood what Xiaohui meant.

Xiaohui was threatening him in disguise. If this kind of thing spreads and he is afraid of his wife, it will definitely damage his and Feng Xiaoqi's reputation.

If it was a matter of being an official, gossip would not be a big deal, but he was a military commander. If he had such a reputation in the future, it would not be easy to lead troops.

"My lord, how could you do this? If it was spread by others, would you also want your slave to be responsible?"

Xiaohui was shocked when she heard Chu Ang's words, and her wishful thinking was shattered by Chu Ang again.

Her life was at stake, so she quickly raised her own questions.

"If someone else really spreads the news, then we can only say that you deserve your death."

Chu Ang said something coldly, and then made a gesture to the guards to drag Xiaohui down.

"My lord, please give me another chance."

"I am willing to do anything. I am willing to apologize to the princess no matter how you ask me to."

Xiaohui finally chose to stay in the palace. She felt that if she could stay in the palace, she would not be afraid of running out of firewood.

She was dragged and continued to yell at Chu Ang, just trying to finally get a chance for herself.

Soon Xiaohui's voice gradually faded away and could no longer be heard, and other servants also boiled the hot water and brought it in.

"My lord, why don't you go out? This doesn't look good."

Feng Xiaoqi was about to deal with Qian Feng's wounds, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Chu Ang.

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Ang did not leave. Instead, he found a place to sit down and softly uttered two words, his eyes always falling on Feng Xiaoqi.

Feng Xiaoqi just gave Chu Ang a kind reminder. Since he didn't want to leave, there was no need to force him.

Feng Xiaoqi bent down slightly and began to treat Qianfeng's wounds carefully.

She squeezed out all the pus from Qianfeng's wound, then took out the tweezers and pinched out some of the necrotic flesh.

The whole process seemed very uncomfortable, and the smell of blood and rotten meat also made the air in the room thin.