Xiao Qing'er finally obtained the answer she wanted. She stepped forward to look at the woman in front of her, who looked like a ghost—as wretched now as she had once been dazzling. Xiao Qing'er slapped her across the face. "I originally intended to settle the score with you first thing upon my return, but you are such a pathetic wretch. Hahaha, Brother Jue can only be mine; your fortune is short-lived." Xiao Qing'er wiped her hand with a handkerchief and threw it onto Wen Jiu’s face.
Xuanling was about to rush forward, but was held back by Xuanxing, who shook her head at her. Now that the handkerchief had been tossed onto her young mistress’s face, did they think she was dead?
"You lot are certainly loyal. You are nothing but an eyesore to me. Guards, beat them! Fifty strokes each!" Xiao Qing'er was merely venting her spleen. Since Wen Jiu didn't have much time left, if she killed her today, the Grand General's Estate would never let her off the hook; she would have escaped disaster for the moment, so Xuanling and the other girl became the convenient targets for her fury.
Chapter 148