They took A Yao to the courtyard of Su Yuyan, and Chun Ling pressed A Yao to kneel on the ground.

Su Yuyan gnashed her teeth and looked at her sarcastically.

"You've really made a name for yourself in the Prime Minister's Palace today. Are you very proud that the prince is protecting you? Do you think you can surpass me?"

She didn't expect Su Yuyan to come back so soon.

She couldn't avoid what she had to face.

"I've never had such thoughts, and I don't dare to have such thoughts?"

"You've forced my father to kneel today. What else do you not dare to do?"

After that, Su Yuyan rushed over fiercely and grabbed her hair.

"Bitch! Who do you think you are? How dare you stir up trouble in the Prime Minister's Palace. Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to kill your lowly mother right away?"

"Don't hurt my mother!"

"It's fine if I don't hurt your mother."

Su Yuyan let go of her hair and threw a dagger in front of her fiercely.

"Use it to cut your face."

On the way back, Su Yuan had specially reminded her that Rong Qianhan treated A Yao differently and that she should be wary of A Yao.

She couldn't kill A Yao, so she could only ruin her face to prevent Rong Qianhan from coveting A Yao.

After all, it was A Yao who had had sex with Rong Qianhan that night!

A Yao stared at the dagger shining with a cold light, as if she could imagine how painful it would be if it cut through her skin.

Su Yuyan approached her and said, "If you don't do it, I can only kill your mother."

She stubbornly looked up, "Don't hurt my mother."

"Your mother's life is in your hands."

After what had happened today, the entire Prime Minister's Palace probably wanted to skin her alive and pull out her tendons.

As long as Su Yuyan scratched her face, she would let go of her mother. It was really a mercy.

For the sake of her mother's life, A Yao looked at the dagger on the ground again and decisively picked it up.

She raised the dagger and said, "I can cut my face, but if you dare to hurt my mother at all, I will drag you down to hell with me even if I have to die."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sharp dagger slid down from her right cheek.

Warm blood dripped down her cheeks and dyed her clothes red.

She seemed to have thought of something and quickly took out the piece of paper in her arms.

She couldn't let her blood stain such good-looking words.

Su Yuyan noticed her movement and snatched the paper from her hand.

Su Yuyan recognized at a glance that the words on the paper were written by Rong Qianhan. "This is written by the prince. Where did you get it?"

A Yao endured the pain on her face and squeezed out a few words.

"It fell out of the prince's clothes when I was washing his clothes."

Seeing Su Yuyan staring at the contents of the paper with a smile, A Yao guessed that Su Yuyan liked it very much.

She continued, "It was probably written by the prince to the secondary consort."

"How did you know it was for me?"

"Apart from the secondary consort, who else is worthy of the words on the paper."

Su Yuyan held the paper with a proud look on her face.

A Yao knew that she had made the right bet, and Su Yuyan believed her again.

Sure enough, anything related to Rong Qianhan could easily scare Su Yuyan.

"Get out! I'm in a good mood now. I don't want to see you again."

A Yao didn't leave immediately, and she reminded calmly: "You promised not to harm my mother. I hope you'll do as you say."

As soon as she finished speaking, A Yao quickly fled from here.

As soon as A Yao stepped out of the courtyard of Su Yuyan, her face darkened, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

She would definitely return this stab to Su Yuyan!

From now on, she swore to herself that she would try her best to climb to a higher place and trample Su Yuyan under her feet.

…

When A Yao returned to the backyard, the blood on her face had dried up, leaving behind a large and ugly scar.

She squatted in front of the basin and looked at her face in the reflection of the water.

This was definitely the last time!

She would never be bullied by Su Yuyan again!

She raised her hand and touched her right face. She frowned in pain, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Hiding in the corner, Rong Ziling saw her return and tiptoed over to pat her on the shoulder.

"Hey! You must have been scared by me again! Haha... I knew you were timid."

Rong Ziling was pleased with himself for a long time before he realized that A Yao had not reacted at all. Instead, she was still squatting in front of the basin.

He leaned over in confusion. Just as he was about to ask her what was wrong, he suddenly saw a bloody scar on her right cheek and the blood on her clothes.

"What's wrong?"

This time, it was Rong Ziling who was given a fright.

A Yao quickly covered her right cheek with her hand. "Did I scare you?"

Rong Ziling had grown up by the side of Rong Qianhan. How could he be so easily frightened?

He removed the hand A Yao used to cover her face and stared carefully at the scar on her face.

"What's going on?"

A Yao didn't reply.

Rong Ziling was just a child. What was the point of telling him these things.

Rong Ziling thought about it carefully and asked, "Did that bad woman do it last time? Did she bully you again?"

"No, don't ask."

"It must be her!"

A Yao looked up anxiously. "You don't have to worry about the adults' affairs. Mind your own business!"

"Does it hurt?" Rong Ziling looked at her with concern.

He hadn't known her for long, but he liked the kind-hearted A Yao very much. He even wanted his father to marry her.

He secretly decided that he must help A Yao vent her anger.

A Yao had just arrived at the Prince Regent's Residence and was just an ordinary washerwoman who washed clothes. Her monthly salary was not enough for her to buy medicine.

She could only simply deal with the wound, change into a set of clean coarse clothes, and find a mask to cover her face so as not to scare others.

As soon as night fell, A Yao was called by Su Yuyan to the backyard to wash clothes.

This was her job, so she had to do it.

As soon as she finished soaking the clothes, Rong Ziling appeared behind her.

"Here you are!"

Rong Ziling spread out his hands, revealing a small white porcelain bottle in his palm.

A Yao had never seen such a thing before and looked at him in confusion. "What's this?"

"There's ointment in it. If you apply it to your face, the wound will heal soon. There won't be any scars."

He had secretly brought this medicine from the study room of Rong Qianhan when it was dark.

When he was a child, he often fell and got hurt. Every time Rong Qianhan applied this medicine to his wound, not only did it heal quickly, but it also left no scar at all.

A Yao took the white porcelain bottle, looked at it carefully, and then looked at Rong Ziling in confusion.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Rong Ziling rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I brought it with me when I sneaked out of the house."

"There's such a thing in your house?"

Rong Ziling nodded smugly, "That's right! I have a lot of good stuff at home."

A Yao looked at him suspiciously and did not open the small porcelain bottle for a long time.

Seeing this, Rong Ziling opened the small porcelain bottle directly, pulled out some ointment from it, and clumsily applied it to her wound.

As soon as the ointment was applied to the wound, a cold and comfortable feeling spread around the wound.

The burning wound suddenly stopped hurting.

Seeing that A Yao was no longer frowning, Rong Ziling asked with a smile, "Does it hurt anymore?"

"Yes."

"If that bad woman bullies you again, just tell me and I'll help you vent your anger."

A Yao was amused by Rong Ziling and asked, "How are you going to avenge me? Aren't you afraid of being bullied by her?"

"You finally admitted that you were bullied by her?"

A Yao lowered her head.

Rong Ziling patted her on the shoulder and said just like an adult, "It's okay. I'll protect you in the future so that she won't dare to bully you again."

"Okay, thank you in advance."

A Yao was amused by his serious look and cooperated with him with a smile.