Mingzhen stopped resisting, looked at Li Yuyu with a complex expression, and was dragged away just like that.
The one who pleaded for her was Lady Li, not Beauty Zhou. It was something she hadn't expected at all.
When Mingzhen was pressed onto the execution bench, several servants were in a dilemma: so, how many strokes should they reduce?
"Eunuch Dong, what do you think the Emperor means by this?" the little eunuch approached Donglai for advice, holding the board.
Recently staying by Shen Quan's side, Donglai believed he had learned quite a bit of true essence. Hearing this, he showed an inscrutable expression: "The Emperor said to follow Lady Li's wishes, so just listen to her."
Little eunuch: ?
Listen to what?
"Naturally, listen to Lady Li's wishes." Donglai finished speaking, placed both hands behind his back, and walked away shaking his head.
The little eunuchs looked at each other: So, how many strokes exactly?
