Chapter 119: Hell Has No Door [II]
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It was Zhao Ruo's voice!
Zhao Ling looked back and saw that it was indeed the pretty Zhao Ruo, who was looking at her with big watery eyes, as if she was a little flattered.
This was totally strange of her half-sister. Zhao Ling frowned slightly. How could Zhao Ruo, who was glaring at her resentfully on the seat just a few minutes ago, show such an appeasing look to her now? What the hell was she trying to do?
However, she didn't reach out and hit the smiling face, not to mention that she was still in the palace, Zhao Ling didn't want to be entangled in any form of arguments with her half-sister, she nodded lightly, and replied, "Sister Ruo."
Zhao Ruo took two steps forward, approached Zhao Ling, and said softly, "Big sister, I have something to ask for, can I take a step closer to talk?"
Zhao Ling didn't want to talk to her, because she felt that Zhao Ruo was a little abnormal tonight. But seeing her pleading with firmness, it seemed that if she didnn't agree, she would keep pestering her. To avoid trouble, she followed Zhao Ruo to a corner of the pavilion and waited for her next words.
Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Ruo immediately changed the pity she saw earlier, her eyes instantly turned sinister, and she said viciously: "Zhao Ling, what you have done is absolutely crazy, even if you want to marry an incompetent crippled person. Now, do you want to cripple the prince as well?"
Zhao Ling frowned, her tone turned cold. "I don't understand what Sister Ruo is talking about."
She knew that Zhao Ruo was talking about Meng Yunce suffering from mildew, but she didn't think she had done anything wrong, it was all her fault.
Anger flashed in Zhao Ruo's eyes, but she lowered her voice and roared softly: "Zhao Ling, do you know how much I hate you, that shocking horse, you caused me to lose my child, and you hurt me even more. I lost my moment to be a mother, and the doctor said that I would never have children in the future. You made me lose my status as a wife, so I could only be a concubine. Do you know how my days in Rong Wang's mansion are going, and how I get through it? From childhood to adulthood, I, Zhao Ruo, were better than you in every way, but why, why did you get so much, everything you wanted, but I didn't get everything I want?"
The more Zhao Ruo spoke, the more angry she became, her beautiful facial features gradually distorted, and the anger in her eyes seemed to burn out Zhao Ling.
"Everything has a cause and an effect. If you didn't mean to harm me at the beginning, how could you end up like this? Regarding you, I have a clear conscience." Zhao Ling said with a normal expression and a flat tone.
She was not Mary Sue, although Zhao Ruo's current fate could indeed be described as "miserable", but she had never sympathized with those who bring it upon themselves.
Zhao Ruo suddenly sneered a few times, and warned with a sinister look on her face: "Zhao Ling, don't be too complacent. You hurt me like this, and I won't make you feel better in return."
At this moment, not far away, a beautiful little palace maid rushed to the place where the two of them were, looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "Is this the eldest lady of the Zhao family?"
Few palace maids ever stared straight at people, and even looked directly in the eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Ling had a different intuition and was vigilant, and replied in a deep voice: "I am."
The little palace maid still looked at Zhao Ling and said, "Miss Zhao, Princess Anping has a request to see you."
Why did the Lady of Anping call her? Zhao Ling was about to ask aloud, but found that Zhao Ruo's eyes flickered, she snorted, and turned to leave.
But at this moment, the little palace maid suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from the hair on her head, stepped forward quickly, and inserted the hairpin neatly into Zhao Ruo's back.
All this happened so fast, and it was completely unexpected. No matter how vigilant Zhao Ling was, it was too late to stop it.
Only to hear Zhao Ruo let out a high pitched scream, "Aaaaghhrr."
It was particularly harsh in the quiet beauty pavilion, like thunder piercing through the sky.
This time, the stab wound was obviously very deep. When the little palace maid successfully pulled out the silver hairpin, blood gurgled from the wound, and Zhao Ruo fell to the ground in unbearable pain.
Zhao Ling grabbed the little palace maid's hand holding the hairpin and twisted it hard, the little palace maid's wrist hurt, and the silver hairpin fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Ling asked sharply, her shocked face full of seriousness.
This palace maid's move was definitely not casual. It must have been planned, and must have deep meaning.
Hearing Zhao Ruo's screams, everyone who was admiring the flowers rushed over. Seeing Zhao Ruo lying on the ground covered in blood, crying in pain, they were all shocked. A few timid concubines and princesses were frightened, and cried out. The scene was that of chaos.
Empress Duanjing was at the forefront. Seeing this scene, in order to avoid another death in the palace, she quickly asked for an imperial doctor.
Seeing that the perpetrator was a little palace maid, Empress Duanjing's face was frosty, and she asked coldly, "Which palace maid are you, and why did you attack concubine Shizi?"
However, the little palace maid appeared shocked, as if she had suddenly recovered her senses. She struggled to break free from Zhao Ling's hand, knelt on the ground with a plop.. With her body shaking, she pointed at Zhao Ling with her trembling finger, and shouted loudly with fear. "Demon! You are a demon girl! Sorcery!"
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It was Zhao Ruo's voice!
Zhao Ling looked back and saw that it was indeed the pretty Zhao Ruo, who was looking at her with big watery eyes, as if she was a little flattered.
This was totally strange of her half-sister. Zhao Ling frowned slightly. How could Zhao Ruo, who was glaring at her resentfully on the seat just a few minutes ago, show such an appeasing look to her now? What the hell was she trying to do?
However, she didn't reach out and hit the smiling face, not to mention that she was still in the palace, Zhao Ling didn't want to be entangled in any form of arguments with her half-sister, she nodded lightly, and replied, "Sister Ruo."
Zhao Ruo took two steps forward, approached Zhao Ling, and said softly, "Big sister, I have something to ask for, can I take a step closer to talk?"
Zhao Ling didn't want to talk to her, because she felt that Zhao Ruo was a little abnormal tonight. But seeing her pleading with firmness, it seemed that if she didnn't agree, she would keep pestering her. To avoid trouble, she followed Zhao Ruo to a corner of the pavilion and waited for her next words.
Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Ruo immediately changed the pity she saw earlier, her eyes instantly turned sinister, and she said viciously: "Zhao Ling, what you have done is absolutely crazy, even if you want to marry an incompetent crippled person. Now, do you want to cripple the prince as well?"
Zhao Ling frowned, her tone turned cold. "I don't understand what Sister Ruo is talking about."
She knew that Zhao Ruo was talking about Meng Yunce suffering from mildew, but she didn't think she had done anything wrong, it was all her fault.
Anger flashed in Zhao Ruo's eyes, but she lowered her voice and roared softly: "Zhao Ling, do you know how much I hate you, that shocking horse, you caused me to lose my child, and you hurt me even more. I lost my moment to be a mother, and the doctor said that I would never have children in the future. You made me lose my status as a wife, so I could only be a concubine. Do you know how my days in Rong Wang's mansion are going, and how I get through it? From childhood to adulthood, I, Zhao Ruo, were better than you in every way, but why, why did you get so much, everything you wanted, but I didn't get everything I want?"
The more Zhao Ruo spoke, the more angry she became, her beautiful facial features gradually distorted, and the anger in her eyes seemed to burn out Zhao Ling.
"Everything has a cause and an effect. If you didn't mean to harm me at the beginning, how could you end up like this? Regarding you, I have a clear conscience." Zhao Ling said with a normal expression and a flat tone.
She was not Mary Sue, although Zhao Ruo's current fate could indeed be described as "miserable", but she had never sympathized with those who bring it upon themselves.
Zhao Ruo suddenly sneered a few times, and warned with a sinister look on her face: "Zhao Ling, don't be too complacent. You hurt me like this, and I won't make you feel better in return."
At this moment, not far away, a beautiful little palace maid rushed to the place where the two of them were, looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "Is this the eldest lady of the Zhao family?"
Few palace maids ever stared straight at people, and even looked directly in the eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Ling had a different intuition and was vigilant, and replied in a deep voice: "I am."
The little palace maid still looked at Zhao Ling and said, "Miss Zhao, Princess Anping has a request to see you."
Why did the Lady of Anping call her? Zhao Ling was about to ask aloud, but found that Zhao Ruo's eyes flickered, she snorted, and turned to leave.
But at this moment, the little palace maid suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from the hair on her head, stepped forward quickly, and inserted the hairpin neatly into Zhao Ruo's back.
All this happened so fast, and it was completely unexpected. No matter how vigilant Zhao Ling was, it was too late to stop it.
Only to hear Zhao Ruo let out a high pitched scream, "Aaaaghhrr."
It was particularly harsh in the quiet beauty pavilion, like thunder piercing through the sky.
This time, the stab wound was obviously very deep. When the little palace maid successfully pulled out the silver hairpin, blood gurgled from the wound, and Zhao Ruo fell to the ground in unbearable pain.
Zhao Ling grabbed the little palace maid's hand holding the hairpin and twisted it hard, the little palace maid's wrist hurt, and the silver hairpin fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Ling asked sharply, her shocked face full of seriousness.
This palace maid's move was definitely not casual. It must have been planned, and must have deep meaning.
Hearing Zhao Ruo's screams, everyone who was admiring the flowers rushed over. Seeing Zhao Ruo lying on the ground covered in blood, crying in pain, they were all shocked. A few timid concubines and princesses were frightened, and cried out. The scene was that of chaos.
Empress Duanjing was at the forefront. Seeing this scene, in order to avoid another death in the palace, she quickly asked for an imperial doctor.
Seeing that the perpetrator was a little palace maid, Empress Duanjing's face was frosty, and she asked coldly, "Which palace maid are you, and why did you attack concubine Shizi?"
However, the little palace maid appeared shocked, as if she had suddenly recovered her senses. She struggled to break free from Zhao Ling's hand, knelt on the ground with a plop.. With her body shaking, she pointed at Zhao Ling with her trembling finger, and shouted loudly with fear. "Demon! You are a demon girl! Sorcery!"
It was Zhao Ruo's voice!Zhao Ling looked back and saw that it was indeed the pretty Zhao Ruo, who was looking at her with big watery eyes, as if she was a little flattered.This was totally strange of her half-sister. Zhao Ling frowned slightly. How could Zhao Ruo, who was glaring at her resentfully on the seat just a few minutes ago, show such an appeasing look to her now? What the hell was she trying to do?However, she didn't reach out and hit the smiling face, not to mention that she was still in the palace, Zhao Ling didn't want to be entangled in any form of arguments with her half-sister, she nodded lightly, and replied, "Sister Ruo."Zhao Ruo took two steps forward, approached Zhao Ling, and said softly, "Big sister, I have something to ask for, can I take a step closer to talk?"Zhao Ling didn't want to talk to her, because she felt that Zhao Ruo was a little abnormal tonight. But seeing her pleading with firmness, it seemed that if she didnn't agree, she would keep pestering her. To avoid trouble, she followed Zhao Ruo to a corner of the pavilion and waited for her next words.Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Ruo immediately changed the pity she saw earlier, her eyes instantly turned sinister, and she said viciously: "Zhao Ling, what you have done is absolutely crazy, even if you want to marry an incompetent crippled person. Now, do you want to cripple the prince as well?"Zhao Ling frowned, her tone turned cold. "I don't understand what Sister Ruo is talking about."She knew that Zhao Ruo was talking about Meng Yunce suffering from mildew, but she didn't think she had done anything wrong, it was all her fault.Anger flashed in Zhao Ruo's eyes, but she lowered her voice and roared softly: "Zhao Ling, do you know how much I hate you, that shocking horse, you caused me to lose my child, and you hurt me even more. I lost my moment to be a mother, and the doctor said that I would never have children in the future. You made me lose my status as a wife, so I could only be a concubine. Do you know how my days in Rong Wang's mansion are going, and how I get through it? From childhood to adulthood, I, Zhao Ruo, were better than you in every way, but why, why did you get so much, everything you wanted, but I didn't get everything I want?"The more Zhao Ruo spoke, the more angry she became, her beautiful facial features gradually distorted, and the anger in her eyes seemed to burn out Zhao Ling."Everything has a cause and an effect. If you didn't mean to harm me at the beginning, how could you end up like this? Regarding you, I have a clear conscience." Zhao Ling said with a normal expression and a flat tone.She was not Mary Sue, although Zhao Ruo's current fate could indeed be described as "miserable", but she had never sympathized with those who bring it upon themselves.Zhao Ruo suddenly sneered a few times, and warned with a sinister look on her face: "Zhao Ling, don't be too complacent. You hurt me like this, and I won't make you feel better in return."At this moment, not far away, a beautiful little palace maid rushed to the place where the two of them were, looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "Is this the eldest lady of the Zhao family?"Few palace maids ever stared straight at people, and even looked directly in the eyes. Seeing this, Zhao Ling had a different intuition and was vigilant, and replied in a deep voice: "I am."The little palace maid still looked at Zhao Ling and said, "Miss Zhao, Princess Anping has a request to see you."Why did the Lady of Anping call her? Zhao Ling was about to ask aloud, but found that Zhao Ruo's eyes flickered, she snorted, and turned to leave.But at this moment, the little palace maid suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from the hair on her head, stepped forward quickly, and inserted the hairpin neatly into Zhao Ruo's back.All this happened so fast, and it was completely unexpected. No matter how vigilant Zhao Ling was, it was too late to stop it.Only to hear Zhao Ruo let out a high pitched scream, "Aaaaghhrr." It was particularly harsh in the quiet beauty pavilion, like thunder piercing through the sky.This time, the stab wound was obviously very deep. When the little palace maid successfully pulled out the silver hairpin, blood gurgled from the wound, and Zhao Ruo fell to the ground in unbearable pain.Zhao Ling grabbed the little palace maid's hand holding the hairpin and twisted it hard, the little palace maid's wrist hurt, and the silver hairpin fell to the ground."What are you doing?" Zhao Ling asked sharply, her shocked face full of seriousness.This palace maid's move was definitely not casual. It must have been planned, and must have deep meaning.Hearing Zhao Ruo's screams, everyone who was admiring the flowers rushed over. Seeing Zhao Ruo lying on the ground covered in blood, crying in pain, they were all shocked. A few timid concubines and princesses were frightened, and cried out. The scene was that of chaos.Empress Duanjing was at the forefront. Seeing this scene, in order to avoid another death in the palace, she quickly asked for an imperial doctor.Seeing that the perpetrator was a little palace maid, Empress Duanjing's face was frosty, and she asked coldly, "Which palace maid are you, and why did you attack concubine Shizi?"However, the little palace maid appeared shocked, as if she had suddenly recovered her senses. She struggled to break free from Zhao Ling's hand, knelt on the ground with a plop.. With her body shaking, she pointed at Zhao Ling with her trembling finger, and shouted loudly with fear. "Demon! You are a demon girl! Sorcery!"
