Upon finishing, he disregarded the intense pain in his body, forcefully slapping his own cheeks.
Lin Haisheng stood in the courtyard, his mind a whirlpool of mixed feelings.
On the one hand, he felt a sense of satisfaction seeing Mister Miao end up in this state. On the other hand, it only served to deepen his fear towards Chu Suifeng.
"Madame, the slave was momentarily blinded by ignorance when he spoke insolently in front of you. However, my words were not intended to belittle you. I only spoke as such with your interests in mind." Mister Miao cried uncontrollably. In the face of death, he had completely abandoned his dignity.
"Prince," Lin Ziyin began from within the room, her voice became louder. "Although the eunuch's words might have been crude, they weren't completely unreasonable. Let's just let this matter rest. Since the emperor went to all this trouble to send him to deliver his decree, it must be important. We should receive the royal edict first."