Chapter Forty: The Mansion of Prince Wuxuan

helplessly and walked around to her side, then seriously watched Xiao Yu Jing nursing.If you think "Fuzi Mo Qinluoyan" is good, please copy and paste the following URL to share with your QQ, WeChat o...A scorching pain shot through her cheek, Qin Luoyan stared in shock at the middle-aged woman before her, "You!"

"What do you think you are You look like someone who doesn't take orders. It matters not what your past status was, once you enter the palace, you must behave yourself. I can't stand those maids with ulterior motives. The Prince entrusted this place to me, showing his faith in me. If I don't keep you little scoundrels in line, I would be betraying the Prince!"

Gui Momo crossed her arms, and the two rough maids beside her grabbed Qin Luo'yan's arms. Regardless of Qin Luo'yan's reaction, they dragged her toward the mansion.

Although it was through a side gate of the mansion, the scenery within was in no way inferior to that of the main gate of a wealthy household. Carved beams and painted ridges, pavilions, platforms, and towers were commonplace, and the exotic plants and rare treasures seen everywhere opened one's eyes wide.

Although Qin Luoyan wasn't well-versed in botany, she remembered that during General Qin's birthday a year ago, an official had spent a fortune buying a pair of longevity grasses as a gift. These longevity grasses were known to prolong life and were extremely rare, with each stalk worth a thousand gold coins.

Because this pasture was so precious, Qin Luoyan remembered it so clearly.

And in the corner of this side courtyard, stood a large patch of alfalfa! This King Wuxuan was truly wealthy and generous. Perhaps overwhelmed by surprise, she forgot to resist and was directly dragged by two rough maidservants into a small courtyard.

This is a courtyard with three entrances and two exits. In the very center of the courtyard is a main hall, inside which stands a half-person-high incense burner. The incense burner still has high incense burning, and behind it are rows of spirit tablets for the deceased.

"Kneel down!" Gui Momoh kicked Qin Luo'yan's knee, causing her to stumble and kneel on the ground. "Do you know where this is"

Qin Luoyan frowned, "The ancestral hall of the Prince's Mansion"

However, wouldn't it be a bit too austere to set up the ancestral hall of the Wu Xuan王府 here In the past, the ancestral halls of the general's mansion were never this simple.

“Nonsense! How could the spirit tablets of our masters be here This is where the tablets of loyal servants who served the Wang family through generations are placed. Every new maid or servant must first pay their respects to the ancestors. Now, seriously pay your respects, three bows for each tablet. Don't even think about slacking off, I, Gui Momo, will not be lenient with disobedient servants.”

Qin Luoyan raised her head and looked at the hundreds of tombstones. She unconsciously clenched her fists. She had already understood the class system of this society. How could she have a deeper experience

"Why aren't you starting the ceremony yet" Gui Momo hissed, seeing her inaction. She snatched the whip from someone beside her. "Seems like you're truly a defiant one."

No sooner had she spoken than she raised her whip and lashed it across Qin Luo'yan's back.

"You're not going to bow, are you One nod for one lash, I want to see how many whips you can take!" Gui Momo rolled up her sleeves and began to swing the whip.

The sound of the whip striking flesh was loud and sharp, especially noticeable in the quiet hall.

In just a few lashes, Qin Luoyan's face turned pale, and her whole body was soaked in cold sweat, but she stubbornly gritted her teeth and refused to surrender.

Gu Meimei had been whipped dozens of times, her hands feeling numb. She called over a young servant. The servant was short in stature but strong. When he wielded his whip, it moved more smoothly than Gu Meimei's.

"Sex"

But after a while, Qin Luo'yan's back was stained with blood. Gui MoMo saw that she still refused to give in, and her face also became unsightly. Seeing that Qin Luo'yan was about to faint, she finally stopped the servant's whip. "Enough, send her back to her room first. After all, she is the Wangye's bed warmer, this skin and flesh is still important."

Two rough maids carried Qin Luoyan, who was barely breathing, out.

In a daze, Qin Luoyan only glanced back. In the main hall, Gui Momo was looking at her direction with a serious expression. The corner of her mouth twitched into a strained smile, and she mouthed: "Mountains and rivers change, let's just wait and see."

She didn't make a sound, but Gui MoMo could read her lip movements. Having seen so many spectacles, Gui MoMo's expression twisted for a moment. Beaten half to death and still daring to challenge her, this girl was quite bold. This inner court of the mansion wouldn't be peaceful anymore.

As lanterns flickered to life, in a corner of the lavish royal manor, there was a courtyard dedicated solely to maidservants' dwellings. This courtyard consisted of several small houses; larger rooms housed ten or so people, while smaller ones were occupied by individual senior maidservants.

Although Qin Luo'yan wasn't a senior maid, because of her position as the bed warmer, she was also allowed to live in a separate room.

The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on Qin Luo's cheeks, making them appear even paler and devoid of color.

No one brought her dinner, so now her stomach is empty and the burning pain on her back constantly stimulates her senses, not even letting her sleep.

She just sat there, watching the flames of the candle flicker and the wax drip, until a young attendant knocked on the door, bringing her thoughts back to the present.

"Qin girl, do you live in this house" A young servant's voice rang from outside the door. His voice sounded quite urgent and hurried.

Qin Luo Yan coughed twice, cleared her throat and replied forcefully, "I'm here."

"You just stay here, Your Highness has returned to the manor. Please go and attend to him." The little servant added.

Qin Luoyan fell silent for a moment, finally gritting her teeth and standing up. She picked up the clothes beside her, put them on, and straightened her back, but every step she took tugged at the wound on her back, like a mermaid in a fairy tale, every step was a piercing pain.

She pulled open the door and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen. He was handsome, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes that shone like the sun, even though it was night.

She was stunned, only then did she realize that all the doors that were originally closed were now open at some point. Many maidservants poked their heads out to secretly watch the young man, and many even cast envious glances in Qin Luoyan's direction.

"Is she the new bed warmer"

"Of course! Didn't you see that Wang Ye's personal attendant, Mu He, came to call us himself"

"I don't look so bad, do I Look at that face, it's like a corpse."

"Be careful, in case she flies up a branch and transforms into a phoenix. Then she'll become our master, and you'll be the one to suffer."

"Just her A mere bed warmer Don't be ridiculous."

The discussion, though a flurry of hushed whispers, made no attempt to hide Qin Luoyan's identity. The maids gossiped among themselves, their voices soft and indistinct, as if it were nothing significant, so no one paid too much attention.

Qin Luoyan's eyes darkened, feigning ignorance of those words, not even frowning.

The little servant, Mu He, sized up Qin Luo Yan silently. Seeing her unwavering focus, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes, and his attitude became much more respectful. "Miss Qin, let's go quickly, the King is still waiting."

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