The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Chapter 3252 - 3253: Sobbing Uncontrollably

With clenched teeth, Zui Yichun approached the corner of the wall, picked a spot, and leapt up!

The next moment, a large foot came flying straight at her, rudely kicking her into the courtyard.

"Ah!"

Zui Yichun let out a miserable scream, tumbling several times in the courtyard before finally stopping.

"Chun’er!"

This scene was witnessed by Madam Zui, who had just entered through the main gate. She quickly ran over, wanting to help her daughter up.

And Xiang’er, who accompanied Madam Zui, was completely stunned by what she saw.

She thought the emperor would vent his anger for the empress at most by locking Zui Yichun in Quan Palace, but hadn’t expected that in just a day, Zui Yichun had changed so drastically.

"Chun’er, my dear Chun’er, how are you? Get up quickly."

She helped Zui Yichun to her feet, tears streaming down, while Zui Yichun, upon seeing her mother, cried even harder.

"Mother, please take me away from here. I don’t want to stay a single day longer. Zui Yiming, that vile woman, did this on purpose, she... Ah!"

She was about to recount all the suffering caused by Zui Yiming but was interrupted by a slap from the palace maid who brought Madam Zui over.

"How dare you insult the Empress? Someone, take her away, and give her twenty harsh strikes!"

The palace maid ordered those behind her, and the next moment, three guards came in, with two of them seizing Zui Yichun and pressing her down onto a long bench.

Another guard held a very long board and began to mercilessly strike her bottom.

"Ah! Ah!"

Zui Yichun screamed in agony.

Beside her, Madam Zui tried to push the guards away but was shoved aside as the beating continued.

Seeing that she couldn’t argue with the guards, Madam Zui turned her fury towards the palace maid, charging at her.

"How dare you hit my daughter! I will tell the Empress to have you executed!"

Upon hearing this, the palace maid merely sneered coldly, looking at Madam Zui dismissively, as if she were a fool.

"Madam Zui can certainly report to the Empress, saying Fifth Miss Zui insulted the Empress, and the maid ordered people to beat her. Or if things don’t work out with the Empress, you could complain to the emperor."

"You—"

Madam Zui choked with rage, almost suffocating.

How can such people exist, knowing perfectly well she can’t get any favor from either the emperor or Zui Yiming, yet they still speak this way?

Isn’t this deliberately angering her?

Meanwhile, Zui Yichun remained being beaten, sweating profusely from the pain, unable even to struggle, lying feebly on the bench, only able to let out cries.

Soon, the twenty strikes were over, and the guards unceremoniously shoved Zui Yichun onto the ground, then took the bench and left.

"You... You are simply..."

Madam Zui looked at the overbearing guards, trembling with anger.

But now was not the time for her to argue with these people. She turned and looked at her daughter lying on the ground, half-dead, and rushed over, pulling her into her embrace, crying out.

"Chun’er, Chun’er, wake up, wake up, are you alright?"

Zui Yichun: "..."

She was just in too much pain to speak, but that didn’t mean she had fainted.