In the crowd, the kneeling servant girl cried with embarrassment. There was also a hand print on her face, and half of her face was red and swollen. Compared with the other white and delicate face, it was obvious that her one half face was red and swollen.

"What the hell is going on with the servant girl? I ask you but you don't say anything."

"Which mansion are you from?"

"Who hits you? You're in the Yuhui Nunnery. Not everyone in it could punish you ...