Ch 105: Ten Strokes
Meng Dongliang’s hand landed on the maid servant’s chest, grabbing her. His legs clamped her tightly, his head resting on her frail shoulder, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
Meng Dongliang whispered, “Do you know who I am? I am the Crown Princess’s own uncle, and in the future, I will be the Imperial Uncle.”
“If you are willing to be with me, one day you will be the honored Imperial Uncle’s Wife, enjoying endless wealth and honor, and you will no longer have to do this kind of rough and tiring work.”
His hand did not stop, constantly moving around the maid servant’s body. His nose was close to her delicate neck, sniffing the faint fragrance, his eyes full of greed and desire.
The maid servant felt his restless hands moving around her body, her heart filled with fear, her body trembling violently, her eyes already filled with tears.
“Please, Sir, let me go, please, Sir…”
Meng Dongliang sneered, his hands not stopping, but becoming even more wanton.
“In the Crown Prince’s Mansion, it is now my niece who has the final say. You can shout all you want; even if you shout until your voice is hoarse, no one will come to save you.”
Feeling her clothes being undone bit by bit, the maid servant’s eyes instantly filled with terror.
She struggled with all her might, her cries filled with endless despair: “No… please, Sir, spare me…”
At this time, Qinglan, leading people, had just stepped into the courtyard when she heard the maid servant’s terrified cries for help.
Her eyes instantly became serious. Without bothering to identify the person in the room, she ran towards the room.
As soon as she entered, Qinglan saw the scene of the maid servant being abused, and the anger in her heart was instantly ignited.
Regardless of the person’s identity, she rushed forward, grabbing Meng Dongliang’s offending hand.
Meng Dongliang saw a beauty who was a bit more beautiful than the maid servant in his arms, his eyes suddenly lit up. Seeing the beauty take his hand, before he could feel amorous,
a sudden sharp pain struck his wrist, and he involuntarily let out a pig-like scream.
“Ah—”
Qinglan grabbed Meng Dongliang’s hand, and with a gentle tug, she twisted his wrist.
At the same time, her other hand quickly reached out and pulled the trapped maid servant behind her.
Then, Yan Hong, with several maidservants who had hurriedly arrived, quickly stepped forward and gently draped a newly fetched thin quilt over the frightened maid servant, protecting her.
The maid servant trembled all over. Only when she saw the familiar faces around her did she breathe a sigh of relief, as if she had escaped death, leaning on her companion’s shoulder and sobbing sadly.
Meng Dongliang was so pained that tears came out. He didn’t care about the beauty’s appearance, and in his anger, he spoke without thinking, angrily scolding: “What maid servant dares to lay a hand on me? I will have my niece kill you!”
“Humph, if you kneel down now, kowtow and beg for mercy, and serve me wholeheartedly and to my satisfaction, I might consider sparing your life.”
Qinglan’s face was cold, her eyes flashing with anger.
She stared at Meng Dongliang’s twisted and ugly face, a strong killing intent surging in her heart; she wanted to execute this shameless man on the spot.
But reason returned. Knowing that the person’s identity was unusual, she could only suppress her anger and leave with her people.
Holding his hand, he fiercely glared at Qinglan’s retreating back, gnashing his teeth: “You dare to leave? I tell you, you’re dead! I’ll go find my niece and have her kill you!”
Qinglan worried that the remaining maid servants did not have the martial arts skills to protect themselves, so she simply took them all away.
Worried that the thin quilt was too conspicuous, they first went to a nearby courtyard to change the abused maid servant into clean clothes.
Then, Qinglan led her people to find the Crown Princess.
Meng Tingyue heard the whole story, and the scroll in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, her eyes filled with chilling intent and killing intent.
“Meng Dongliang, how dare he act so brazenly in the Crown Prince’s Mansion!”
Meng Tingyue felt unspeakable regret. She had not told Qinglan about this person’s character beforehand.
If Qinglan hadn’t returned in time, Xiao Que’s innocence would have been ruined…
Qinglan knelt on the ground, her face full of regret, “It is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let Xiao Que stay in the courtyard alone. Please, Crown Princess, punish me.” Having said this, her forehead heavily struck the ground, making a dull sound.
The other maid servants also knelt down, their voices choked with sobs, and they unanimously pleaded: “Please, Crown Princess, avenge Xiao Que.”
Meng Tingyue looked gently at Xiao Que. The girl was sobbing softly, with a look of heartache in her eyes.
“This Palace knows. This is This Palace’s mistake. This Palace will give you an explanation.”
Then she said, “Yan Hong, take Xiao Que to rest. In the future, assign her to my courtyard.”
“As for you few, you don’t need to go to the West Garden anymore. This Palace will send several guards and servants to serve you.”
Several people were grateful and bowed and retreated.
Meng Tingyue’s gaze once again focused on Qinglan.
“You may also rise. If it weren’t for your timely arrival, Xiao Que would have been in grave danger. Although you were negligent, it was understandable, so you don’t need to blame yourself too much.”
Qinglan’s face was full of self-blame, “If I hadn’t been so careless, Xiao Que would never have been left alone and would never have suffered this disaster…”
She and Yan Hong went together to do what the Crown Princess had instructed.
She was responsible for instructing the maid servants, and Yan Hong was responsible for bringing people to pack things.
There was no one left in the courtyard, so Xiao Que volunteered to stay, and that’s why…
Recalling this scene, Qinglan’s heart ached even more, and she once again kowtowed, as if to lessen the burden on her heart.
Meng Tingyue looked down at Qinglan and sighed softly.
Qinglan’s nature is such that this incident will leave an indelible shadow on her heart. Without proper punishment, Qinglan will be tightly bound by the shackles of guilt, restless day and night.
“Go and receive ten strokes yourself.”
Hearing this, Qinglan instantly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to receive her punishment.
As Qinglan went to receive her punishment, Meng Dongliang came before her, clutching his painful hand and complaining.
“Niece, you must avenge me! There is a wicked servant in the mansion who is abusing their power and even broke my hand!”
Meng Dongliang’s arrival was so swift that it was unexpected for Meng Tingyue.
But his shamelessness and distortion of facts really broadened her knowledge.
“How did that wicked servant bully Uncle?”
