My Cruel Little Empress
Chapter 68

Ma Mei Rong clenched both of her hands on both sides of her body so tightly that her sharp nails pierced and tore through her skin. His domineering anger after being humiliated by the Ming minister's fief in front of the servants working in his residence made him feel no pain and pain from his fingernails - his sharp nails on his palms slowly dripping blood on the floor.

There is nothing more embarrassing than being humiliated like this especially in front of the visitors whose status is clearly among the commoners. His self-esteem seemed to be stepped on by the prime minister of Ming, stepped on, and from the corner of his eyes he saw that there were many servants who gave him pity and even mocked him blatantly - brightly after he had lost his rights, power and position in the Wu residence.

Was it in the eyes of the Ming prime minister that he was so inferior to the low-status servants in the Wu residence, that disgusting and disgusting was he in the eyes of the Ming prime minister? Did he forget that she was the daughter of the Ma family. The humiliation he received at this time would be avenged, he would destroy the Wu family.

"There will be a day when this humiliation of yours will be avenged, I will have the Wu residence destroyed!" muttered Ma Mei Rong with eyes filled with grudge and anger.

The shrieking sound of a servant who noticed fresh blood dripping from Ma Mei Rong's fist caught the attention of the other servants, his startled cry made Ma Mei Rong who had just woken up from her mind then look at her cynically. The servant fearfully pointed at his fist and said ..

"Mrs mu-young . ta-your hands are bleeding"

Hearing the servant's words, Ma Mei Rong then took off her fist, she then raised and held her hand up, and, he was not at all surprised when he saw his hand that had four stab wounds on both palms, he did not feel any pain or pain from the wounds he received, he also did not feel dizzy every time he inhaled the scent of blood. Right now his anger and hatred were more domineering, his bad mood made him immune to the pain from his wounds.

"Mrs you should treat it immediately" said another waiter

"Does this servant need to call a physician or a royal physician?" ask the maid who first noticed Ma Mei Rong's wound.

"No need, I don't need mercy from you guys" Ma Mei Rong said.

"Cihh, when the young mistress had nothing, she was still arrogant and arrogant" said the maid who was older than the other servants.

"It's only natural, he was born from a distinguished family, but after being expelled and not considered, he was born, he was no more like what the great master said but he still insisted on maintaining his fallen pride" said the servant who, with his usual appearance, was arrogant than the others.

"Even though he had nothing, he was still in the blood of nobles. You guys who are just from the common people like me it is good not to offend or hurt anyone especially the young mistress, from the gaze and aura I caught, she holds a grudge for today" said the maid who had previously asked Ma Mei Rong to treat her wound.

"Don't teach us, just take care of your business" the older waiter replied in an annoyed tone.

"I'm just telling you to stay alert, who taught you" the servant replied no less upset.

"What are you guys doing? Get back to work or I'll punish you!" shouted the butler of the Wu residence.

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On the other hand, precisely in the pavilions of Shan the western part of the palace in Zhang's kingdom. Bo Qing was carrying painting tools for his daughter who was waiting in the side gasebo. Just now that Zhang Mu Lan's daughter finished her lesson, scholar Liu Yu Zhu had just returned home and now Zhang Mu Lan's daughter was getting bored and wanted to do something to relieve her boredom and fill her free time.

"Your majesty, these are all your painting tools" Bo Qing said, holding down one by one Zhang Mu Lan's daughter's painting tools.

"Sister Bo Qing, thank you" I said sincerely.

In the end, my call to my bodyguard Bo Qing has changed, it was done by crown prince Liang who rebuked him for not being polite and appreciating Bo Qing who was older than me. Bo Qing's age was the same as that of crown prince Liang, hence the last 2 days I started to call him by big brother's call.

"Did Bo Qing and the others have any ideas about a good object for me to draw?" ask Bo Qing and the lady who helped me.

"What if you paint a view!" the proposal of a man who made me nod - nod and say

"That's too biased!"

My answer obviously surprised them, because they think painting the scenery is a suitable idea and advice for beginners like me, unfortunately since long ago I have been accustomed to painting the scenery. Besides being good at playing music and getting good at embroidery, at least I am also good at painting and also playing chess. Even though I am not as good at dancing, weaning and poetry as Ma Mei Rong, at least my music and chess strategy matters are clearly still superior to the young ladies in the capital Zhang. Not to boast, just that I was too fiery - the fire wanted to bring out one by one the talents that I had been hiding.

"Are there no other suggestions or ideas?" ask those who are immediately responded by them.

I then pouted. I had wanted to paint to fill my free time and drive away my boredom, but when all my painting equipment was complete, the idea of the object I was going to draw was completely absent. I let out a heavy sigh before dressing up some of the maids who stole a glance at my bodyguards, that somehow felt very funny especially Bo Qing did not realize that the ladies often steal the eyes on him secretly - hiding.

Looking at the manner of the ladies, I immediately came up with an idea. I then looked at Bo Qing while saying "Sister Bo Qing what kind of girl do you like, or is there a figure that you admire so much?" My question obviously took everyone by surprise, yet they quickly controlled their expressions quickly.

"Your majesty..why do you ask like that?" bo Qing asked with red blushing cheeks.

"Am I wrong? I just want to draw a girl figure that fits Bo Qing's type of sis or a figure that Bo Qing sis might admire as my object" said a scowl

It turned out that my script had made Bo Qing feel uneasy, he apologized immediately to me before sighing and eventually relented while saying " Her highness the princess already knew who the figure of the girl that this bodyguard liked, and the person that this bodyguard admired was of course you" his reply that made the ladies who heard him disappointed that Bo Qing had liked a girl and they seemed to have no chance of getting close to Bo Qing.

I just nodded - nodding and was about to start sketching out a picture of the face of the girl I remember was clearly the girl that Bo Qing liked so much, anyway, I found out when he often looked at the girl with a deep gaze from a distance. Just as I was about to scratch the charcoal I was holding on the paper, a eunuch arrived - arriving and conveying..

"Honor the servant to the princess," said the eunuch giving a salute which I immediately replied with a nod and said "Wake up!" my orders.

The eunuch stood up after listening to the command, and said, "Your highness princess, there is something important that your majesty wants to say to you" the eunuch said at the order of emperor Wei

I heard it and pensively muttered, "Is there a problem?" muttered

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**TBC

Thursday, 6 August 2020**