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Chapter 450: Mustn’t Fight For Affection

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sui’er saw just how frightened Chu Qingchuan looked and grinned. “Concubine Ninety-Nine, don’t be afraid. In the castle, as long as you know you’re safer the further away you are from the master, and that you mustn’t talk back to the madam, then nothing will basically happen to you.”

Chu Qingchuan nodded repeatedly. “G... got it. The further away I stay from the master, the better, and I cannot talk back to the madam.”

Sui’er nodded in satisfaction. The best quality about this concubine was that she was obedient.

Sui’er noticed the swollen, red cheek on one side of Chu Qingchuan’s face, then slightly furrowed her brows. “Did the master slap you just now?”

Chu Qingchuan thought back to how hard Yu Wuxia had slapped her and suddenly started crying extremely tragically. “Why couldn’t we just have a good talk? Why did he have to hit me? Waaahhh wahhh...”

Sui’er twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly. “Concubine Ninety-Nine, don’t cry. He’s already gone and hit you, so what use is there crying about it? Just remember that you can never speak out of line in front of the Master ever again. That way, you can avoid ever getting hit by him again.”

“B... but how should I know what I should and should not say?” Chu Qingchuan cried with a slightly choked up voice.

Sui’er had a look on her face as if she didn’t care about Chu Qingchuan’s life or death, and reluctantly made a point. “That’s up to what you think you should or shouldn’t say. If you’re not good at talking, then don’t. Just pretend to be mute.”

Chu Qingchuan also heard the half-heartedness in Sui’er’s reply but she still sincerely took note of what she had said. “Think of it myself... don’t speak if I’m not good at it... pretend to be mute,” she whispered.

Sui’er saw the look of serious contemplation on Chu Qingchuan’s face, then smiled lightly.

‘This concubine looks very stupid. If I give too many pointers, who’s to say that it might lead to her demise, then I may as well have not given any at all.’

Sui’er tried her hardest to dress Chu Qingchuan completely from head to toe.

Thereafter, Chu Qingchuan and Sui’er repeated their short morning walk to the main courtyard and pay their respects to the madam of the castle.

Inside the building, the madam was sitting at the dressing table, allowing her personal maid Ling’er to do her hair.

“Madam, I hear that Concubine Ninety-Nine laid with the master all night last night. However, Concubine Ninety-Nine left crying in the end,” said Ling’Er, who was dressed in green attire.

The madam’s eyes were completely frosty and her smile was cold. “Concubine Ninety-Nine really has her ways. She was actually able to stay over at the master’s quarters. Even I, the madam of the castle, have only been with the master a few times.”

With that said, Ling’er carefully and meticulously helped the madam get dressed in silence.

Outside the building, Chu Qingchuan stood in the corner, restlessly waiting for the madam to come out.

“Heavenly father, please watch over me this morning. Better yet, please suddenly kill that damn madam. Amen, Amen...” she quietly prayed.

Sui’er lightly touched Chu Qingchuan’s back to signal her to stop talking.

Chu Qingchuan’s body tensed up, she suddenly shut her mouth, then stopped quietly praying.

Just in that moment, Madam walked out of the building, beautifully dressed as usual with her arrogant and vicious air.

She scanned the courtyard of ladies, who were dressed colorfully and gorgeously.

“I pay my respects to you, Madam.” The concubines curtsied in unison.

The madam’s complexion looked even frostier than yesterday. She walked right up to a rather pretty lady and started to slap her with no explanation at all.

That lady in the pink dress didn’t dare move an inch and accepted the intense pain on her cheek until blood poured from the corner of her mouth. The madam didn’t stop until her cheek was so swollen that one couldn’t tell that she was beautiful to begin with.

Chu Qingchuan counted in her head. The madam had slapped that concubine a total of seventeen times. Chu Qingchuan gulped fearfully and her body shuddered uncontrollably.