"Fushun, you old castrate, you let them go. My princess is your master. How dare you commit it?"

Fushun smiled with a smile, turned and approached her, half bowed and half bowed, with a respectful attitude.

"Princess, you are right. The slave is a eunuch. You are the master of the slave. But your highness is also the master of Fushun. Your Highness has a life, and the slave dare not refuse. Don't be too sad, that is, if several slaves are killed, they will be killed. The house will make up for you later and will never let you send someone to serve."

The attitude, tone and expression are not bad, but everything they say is to poke Princess Jing's heart.

Are slaves the same as slaves? Mother Li and Chunxiang are not only her dowry confidants, but also her constant companionship and dependence.

This implication is not understood by Fushun, or it may be understood but deliberately done?!

Princess Jing was the critical point of emotional collapse. She was so angry that she fainted directly.

Seeing Princess Jing's convulsion, Fu Shun tutted his mouth and sighed in his heart that it was really poor.

Princess Jing is pathetic, but why is she so stupid? Your highness can't see clearly. Your highness doesn't care about the past with her, and also gives her the dignity of the princess, but the premise is to keep yourself in line.

Behave yourself, okay?

"If you don't help the princess in and lie down, they have no vision!"

The palace men holding Princess Jing trembled so much that they carried Princess Jing in with all their hands and feet.

Fushun straightened up, walked slowly to the upper steps and stood looking down at the crowd below.

"We tell you to be vigilant. Changchun courtyard is the residence of the princess. It's true, but don't forget that the Lord of the king's residence is his highness. His highness doesn't like these shady ghosts and dirty means, so you all give me honesty. If you're dishonest, don't blame our family for not warning you."

This time, there was a great movement in Fushun. Not only did the palace people served by Changchun court gather to watch the punishment, but also invited a close palace man around the masters of the East and West courts. Fushun's face is unknown in King Jing's mansion, and everyone knows it. He also works for King Jing. Others don't want to offend him, so they let the palace people around him come.

Lilac came from the West courtyard, and Dieer came from concubine Qiao. A close palace man came to Yujiao and Yurong, both of whom were pestling around.

Clove had seen such a scene in the palace before. She felt a little uncomfortable, but it wouldn't be too embarrassed. Dieer and the other two couldn't do it. When she looked at it, her face turned pale, her legs and feet became soft and paralyzed on the ground.

The people who often execute the stick are accurate, just as Xiaohua thought. It depends on whether you want to be seriously injured on the surface and nothing inside, or whether you want to be seriously injured on the surface and nothing inside, not to mention that Fushun said to kill with a stick directly.

After more than 20 boards went down, several people were left with unconscious convulsions of their bodies. He tried his hand, and sure enough, he didn't have a breath.