Chen Huaizhi held the hairpin in her hand and played with it. When she saw Meng Zixian, she revealed a playful smile.

"Where did he go?" Chen Huai's smile could be said to be friendly and warm.

Meng Zixian pursed her lips and walked over to pull Ling'er to her side, her face filled with vigilance.

"Miss Meng, there's no need to be so wary of me, right?" Chen Huai Gardenia stood up, and Pearl immediately walked to her side and behind her.

"Do you think you can just make Qi He suspect me?" Chen Huai Zai let out a mocking smile. "He has liked me for so many years, how can he give up so easily?"

Meng Zixian frowned. Listening to Chen Huaizhi calmly talk about Song Qi's feelings, he felt upset. It was as if something he treasured was worthless at the hands of others and had even broken.

"I advise you to abide by your duty and not do any unnecessary things." Chen Huai smiled as he walked in front of Meng Zixian. "A fearless person is naturally brave, but, ah, he died very quickly."

"Can you kill me?" Meng Zi gave a cold harrumph and said no.

"I can't kill you, but I can kill the people around you." Chen Huaizhi lifted up Ling'er's chin, then squeezed it with all her might. Ling'er was in so much pain that tears were flowing out, but she didn't dare to resist.

"What are you doing!" Meng Zixian stepped forward to slap her hand away, but he was held back by the maidservants around Chen Huaizhi.

These two hands could not even withstand four punches. Meng Zixian was suppressed by six strong palace maids. She looked at Chen Huaizhi with anger.

Pearl looked at Chen Huai Jia for a moment, then immediately understood what was going on. She walked up to Ling'er and kicked her in the knees. Ling'er cried out in alarm, and fell down to the ground.

Ah!" Ling'er let out a cry of pain, doing her best not to cry out.

Meng Zixian was being held back by two men, two of them grabbing her feet, the other two holding her down and not letting her get up.

Chen Huai Jia stepped on Ling'er's hands, and those hands were forcefully stepped on under her feet, rubbing against each other. "Do you see that? This is reality."

"Chen Huaizhi, you've gone too far!" Meng Zixian roared, her face red with anger.

Chen Huaizhi finally let go of her foot. Ling'er shook her hand, and her lips were bitten so hard that they started bleeding.

"I've warned you, in the future, don't meddle in other people's business." Chen Huaizhi walked in front of her, condescendingly raised her hand and gave her a heavy slap.

Meng Zixian's left cheek quickly turned red. Chen Huaizhi's fingernails had left a bloody wound on her face. She had never felt so much desire to kill someone. Hatred and disgust filled her chest. Like fireworks, she flew up into the sky before exploding.

"As long as you are still in the palace, I will find a way to deal with you." Chen Huaizhi bent down slightly, pinched her chin, and held the hairpin in her other hand. She gestured at Meng Zixian's face and sneered, "So I advise you to behave and not to cause more trouble."

Zhu Chai then drew a line across her face, causing blood to flow out.

Chen Huaizhi stuck the hairpin in Meng Zixian's hair, then got up and left with her palace maids.

Meng Zixian clenched her fists tightly. Her fingernails dug into her palm, leaving behind a deep, bloody mark.

After they left, Meng Zixian hurried over to Ling'er's side and picked up her hand. Her hand was covered in imprints made by shoes, and it was completely red. Even now, it was still trembling.

"Young master, your servant is fine." Ling'er smiled as she comforted her.

Meng Zixian gritted her teeth, "I never thought she would be so brazen!" She was somewhat vexed, as it was she who implicated Ling'er this time.

"Young master, your face." Ling'er frowned and looked at her with worry. "I'll go to the dispensary and find you some medicine. Don't leave any scars!"

"Don't go, there's still some medicine in the room, come here."

Meng Zixian brought Ling'er into the room and then took out a pile of medicine from a cabinet. She was the one who usually ran around the palace to collect many things.

She pulled Ling'er's hand over and carefully applied the medicine. During this time, Ling'er muttered to herself, "Little master, you should apply the medicine on your face first!"

"Don't talk!" Meng Zi's face was cold as she spoke sternly. Ling'er pursed her lips and carefully looked at her. "Little master .."

After applying the medicine on Ling'er, Meng Zi then looked closely at the mirror and applied the medicine on her face.

"How about you just stay away from me?" Meng Zixian's mood was somewhat low. Lowering her head, she spoke in a low voice.

Ling'er's eyes immediately widened as she kneeled down. "Young master, how can you not have a servant!"

Meng Zixian was a little agitated. She turned around and looked at her seriously, "You will follow the other masters, lest you be implicated by me one day!"

Ling'er's eyes were filled with tears as she kowtowed heavily. "Young master, you treat this servant very well. This servant wants to stay forever."

Meng Zixian was slightly moved. Actually, she also didn't want to make Chen Huaizhi angry again. One day, she and Chen Huaizhi would surely confront each other. If the people around her got hurt because of that, she would really be sad.

"Little Lord, this servant has been following you from the start. From the start, it was indeed Master Song who ordered me to monitor you." Ling'er lifted her head and looked at Meng Zixian sincerely. "Young Lord, I have been able to spend some time with you. You have no other choice but to treat me very well. This servant is truly touched."

"I had no parents since I was young, so I had no choice but to enter the palace and become a palace maid just for a meal." Ling'er's tears fell. "However, this palace is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. This servant has seen many unscrupulous things, so little master's sincerity can move this servant even more."

Hearing her words, Meng Zixian frowned. Her heart was also in turmoil. She sighed and said, "Alright, don't kneel anymore."

"Young master, please let this servant stay by your side!" Ling'er kowtowed, and a bang could be heard. It was incredibly heavy, and when she looked up, a deep red mark appeared on her forehead.

Meng Zixian nodded and sighed.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Zi looked over to Song Que and saw him looking at them strangely. He said to Ling'er, "You get up first."

Ling'er rose to her feet and stood off to the side.

"What are you doing?" Song Que asked again.

"It's nothing. It's just that my mood is agitated and I just suddenly got an idea." Meng Zi waved his hand and smiled.

"It's better if you don't laugh. It's really ugly." Song Qishen frowned: "What happened to your face?"

"Ah .." "I accidentally scratched something." Meng Zixian was lying, and didn't mention anything about Meng Zixian. Ling'er just looked at her, hesitating to speak.

"Ling'er, go ahead." Song Que saw the weird atmosphere between them and frowned.