Chapter 1374: A Whip Was Struck on Her Back

Qiao Yanze didn't look at Cen Xi again.

This time, he was really angry.

Mr. Li is the young master of a criminal group. To him, he is an enemy with a blood feud. Cen Xi treasures his things, which makes him extremely unhappy.

He was afraid that if he stayed with her any longer, he would lose control and kill her!

After Qiao Yanze left, Cen Xi got off the bed with red eyes.

She went to the cabinet to get a bathrobe and put it on, then walked to the jade ring that was broken in half.

Emotions surge inside.

Damn man!

Why is your temper so bad!

The jade ring was broken like this. If Mr. Li was still alive and asked her to take it back in the future, what would she give him?

Cen Xi looked at the thing in her hand and frowned.

She got up from the floor, put the jade ring in the drawer, and wanted to lie down on the bed. Suddenly her vision went dark, and she fell onto the bed and lost consciousness.

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The night is already deep.

After Xiaoying was brought back to the palace by Long Ming, he sent her directly to the slave room.

The slave room was where the lower servants in the palace worked. Sakura was assigned to the laundry room, where she specialized in washing clothes for the palace guards.

Also assigned to the laundry room with Sakura was the dancing girl who tried to seduce the Northern King of Burma that night.

Maihime came here a few hours earlier than Sakura. She could have flown onto a branch and turned into a phoenix. But because of Sakura, she was demoted to a low-level slave by the king. She hated Sakura in her heart.

The dancer is very good at flattering people. As soon as she arrived, she hooked up with the manager of the laundry room. In a short period of time, the steward was fascinated by the dancing girl.

After Sakura came over, Maihime badmouthed Sakura in front of the steward. In order to vent Maiko's anger, the steward distributed all the clothes that Maiko should wash to Sakura.

Sakura just came over and she didn't know how much each person should wash. She was optimistic and felt lucky that she didn't have to serve that violent maniac Hou Longming. She had no complaints about washing more clothes.

However, the laundry work was much harder than she imagined.

In the past, she was in the organization. After she was trained, Mr. Ba spent a lot of money to raise her with fine wine and jade liquid. She was assigned a servant. She never had to do the washing and cooking by herself.

Even in the years when she became abnormal, she only washed her own clothes. Not so much at all.

Forget it if it's too much, what makes her even more intolerable is the various smells on her clothes. There was another smell that was familiar to her, the smell of a man venting his desire.

Sakura felt like vomiting from the smell and felt nauseated.

After more than three hours of washing, Sakura finished washing the clothes.

Her back ached, so she lay down in the simple servant's room and fell asleep as soon as she collapsed.

But within half an hour of sleeping, I was woken up by the steward.

There were clothes to be washed again, and the steward asked her to do the work.

Sakura wanted to curse.

But the path she chose was her own, and she had to stick to it even though she gritted her teeth.

Sakura walked out of the servant's room. An older servant quietly pulled Sakura aside and whispered, "Actually, you don't have to wash so much. A dancing girl came last night and she seduced the steward. The steward I've washed all the clothes she needs to wash for you, and now she only has to sleep with the steward and doesn't have to do any work."

Sakura nodded calmly, "Thank you for telling me."

When they arrived at the laundry room, Sakura saw Maihime standing next to the steward, looking at her with disdain and provocation.

It is simply unbelievable that an ugly woman with a disfigured face still wants to be favored by the king of northern Myanmar.

Even the stewards around her would probably not take a second look at her!

Thinking about it, the dancer smiled seductively and asked the steward, "Master, if she wants to serve you, will you also take her in?"

The steward glanced at Sakura. She had a good figure, but if her face hadn't been disfigured, it would have been possible to keep it. But now that half of it was ruined, he felt off-putting just looking at it. How could she keep it?

"Even if she takes off her clothes, I won't be able to get up."

The Maiden giggled.

Sakura passed by them, pretending not to hear their conversation.

When they arrived at her laundry area, Sakura divided half of the clothes and went out, and she only washed her portion.

The steward came over to inspect and saw that Sakura had thrown away part of the clothes. He took out the whip from his waist and gave her a hard whip on the back, "Why aren't those piles of clothes washed?"

The whip fell on the skin, the clothes were torn, and a deep bloody mark was thrown on the back.

My whole back was in burning pain.

The steward couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the snow-white skin exposed after Sakura's clothes were torn.

I can't believe that this woman's skin is so smooth and tender.

Just thinking of her face, the manager decided again, "Hurry up and wash this pile of clothes."

Sakura stood up slowly. She looked at the steward and said, "I shouldn't wash it. I don't know how to wash it."

The steward's expression changed, "What did you say?" As he said that, the whip in his hand was about to swing at Sakura again.

Only this time, the whip didn't fall on Sakura.

Sakura held one end of the whip with her bare hands. The steward tried to pull the whip back, but instead of pulling it back, Sakura grabbed the whip with force.

Sakura held the whip in her hand and returned the whip that the steward had just slapped on her back to the steward.

The steward was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground.

The slaves working around were horrified. The manager usually showed off his power in front of them, and would whip him if he didn't like them. No one dared to go against him.

They looked at Sakura and it was obvious that the steward was no match for her. They both admired and broke into a cold sweat for Sakura.

The steward cursed, "How dare you hit me? Just wait and see if I don't beat you to death!"

Before the steward could get up from the ground, Sakura was whipped hard again.

Sakura's idea was that she could not escape the disaster anyway, so she might as well get rid of this steward.

Sakura thought as she whipped the steward a few more times.

It wasn't fatal, but it was enough to keep him recovering for a while.

The dancer looked in disbelief at Sakura, who was wielding the whip vigorously and flexibly, and turned pale with fear.

God, this ugly woman is so fierce!

Where did she have the courage to interfere with the management like this? If the King of Northern Burma finds out, she will only die!

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The steward of the slave room was severely beaten. This matter was not reported to Long Ming originally, but he asked his trusted aide to secretly observe Xiaoying's every move. After she beat the steward, the confidant reported the matter to Long Ming.

When Long Ming heard the news, he was shooting.

After several shots hit the target, Long Ming put the gun on his waist and looked at his cronies with half-squinted eyes, "She's going to beat up the manager?"

The confidant nodded.

Long Ming twitched his lips and showed a rare white tooth, "Go and have a look."

The confidant originally thought that Long Ming would go directly to the slave room, but he did not expect that he would go to the bedroom first.

When they came out, the confidants looked surprised when they saw Long Ming's appearance, and their eyes almost fell out of shock.

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