"A vixen like her should die as soon as possible. The Princess Consort had caught her red-handed when she climbed onto His Highness' bed previously, and yet she didn't learn her lesson even after a severe beating. She deserves it," An Xiaoning's roommate, Xiao Liu, remarked snidely.
"Exactly, His Highness is not one whom she should be harboring designs on. She ought to take a look at herself in the mirror and know her place."
"Great, she's going to be beaten to death for not knowing any better. She'll even get her tongue cut off…"
"…"
After shrieking in agony for a long while, her voice soon began to fade, and she only stopped when she decided that it was time to feign being dead.
A red liquid was then smeared all over her body. She lay on the straw mat and was carried out of the room.
She was then brought away from the palace and sent to the arranged venue.
