Wan Qiu was a bit dazed from the beating, and when she looked up, her eyes were uncontrollably red, "Aunt..."
"Who is your aunt?" Gu Yu was furious, "I don't have such a shameless daughter as you. What did I say when I entered the Eastern Palace yesterday? Serve His Highness well. Everyone in the Eastern Palace knows, yet you dared to drug behind my back, thinking you'd earn His Highness's favor, and that I wouldn't dare to do anything to you, right?"
As she spoke, she didn't stop, landing another heavy slap.
Wan Qiu couldn't defend herself, lost her balance, and fell to the ground. She covered her burning face with her hand, tears welling in her eyes, "Aunt... Aunt, spare me. I had no choice. I thought that since His Highness had two feasts yesterday, he was completely exhausted and needed a good rest in the second half of the night. That's why I added something to Aunt's wine. It was all for His Highness's sake."
