After saying that, Chen Xian dragged Liu Meiwu out of the apricot forest and dragged people back to Furong Garden.

Liu Meiwu was about to struggle on the road, and Chen Xian changed his hand without hesitation and pulled Liu Meiwu's long hair. There was no need for her to use much force, Liu Meiwu would follow her in pain.

Yu Yan also tried hard to drag Xiangling, who was unconscious, back to Furong Garden. Xiangling fell into the yard, silently.

Chen Xian let go of his hand and threw Liu Meiwu to the ground.

Liu Meiwu lay on the ground, with her hair disheveled, describing her embarrassment.

Chen Xian glanced at her shoulder and said, "This shoulder is dislocated. Do you want me to take it back for you? If you suffer from illness tomorrow morning and your arms are not flexible, General Qin will be even more disgusted."

The trembling Liu Meiwu finally looked up at her.

Chen Xian curled her lips and said, "Xiangling fainted. If I don't take out the cloth from your mouth, you won't scream. No one will come to sit in this yard all night tonight. By the way tomorrow morning, your shoulders and arms will be basically ruined."

As he said that, he turned around and said lightly: "Have I said that if the cat has no hair, I will let you peel off the skin. But not only do you not listen, you also challenge my bottom line. Meiwu, you are quite brave."

After just two steps, Liu Meiwu hit Shen Xian's leg with all her strength.

Chen Xian looked back at her, raised her eyebrows and said, "I want me to take your arm for you?"

Liu Meiwu choked and couldn't speak, but she had a look of begging and hatred in her eyes. She couldn't be a useless person, otherwise she would lose all her chances!

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Yes, I don't charge high, I only need you to slap yourself fifty times in the face."

Liu Meiwu stared at her tightly.

Chen Xian said: "If you agree, nod, I won't force you if you don't agree. Yu Yan, go back to bed."

Liu Meiwu turned around without waiting for Chen Xian to turn, and nodded with hatred.

Chen Xian asked Yu Yan to count from the side and grabbed Liu Meiwu's dislocated hand. Liu Meiwu had no chance to escape.

As long as she has any abnormal movement, she will not count even after slapping fifty times in the face.

If she screamed and attracted people, I don’t know when someone would find out. I will hire a doctor at that time, but I still don’t know if my arms can be recovered.

Liu Meiwu knew the situation clearly, and she could not refuse to surrender.

Later, Chen Xian sat aside, listened to Liu Meiwu slapping herself, and said, "It doesn't count if the sound is not loud enough. Yu Yan, remember the number clearly."

After fifty slaps in the face, Liu Meiwu made her cheeks swollen. She didn't take off the cloth from her mouth, for fear that she wouldn't be able to help but burst into tears.

How can this hatred in my heart be easily eliminated?

Chen Xian, the fragrant fan, she is about to be incompatible with them!

In the end, Chen Xian did not break her promise. After fifty slaps in the face, he pinched Liu Meiwu's arm and returned her shoulder with a click.

Liu Meiwu couldn't bear the pain and completely fainted.

Chen Xian glanced at her and said, "I know that I am so careless, I dare to come to my door to commit suicide."

Yu Yan said: "Princess, it's getting late, let's go back."

When walking past Xiangling, Chen Xian stopped and kicked Xiangling gently, saying as if nothing had happened: "I can't worry about breaking into Chi Chunyuan for the time being, and I have reason to believe that you are just obedient. But you'd better consider it. If I can break Meiwu and Xiangfan, I can tear my face with you."

After saying that, the soft skirt ridge brushed over Xiangling's face, and Chen Xian came out of Furong Garden without looking back.

Xiangling moved her fingers, opened her eyes, and felt panic.

It turned out that Chen Xian knew that she had woken up long ago.

She hurriedly got up to check Liu Meiwu's injuries. Now that she is a wolf in front of her, how should she put herself in the shoes of a maid?

On the way back to Chi Chunyuan, Yu Yan said softly: "Liu's shoulder is dislocated, and it is a crime to get rid of his arm tomorrow morning. Why should the princess help her take it?"

Chen Xian curled her lips and said, "The conflict is now concentrated on Qin Ruliang and Xiang Fan's heads. If I know that Liu Meiwu's arm is ruined tomorrow morning, wouldn't the conflict be transferred to Liu Meiwu and me again?

Wouldn't the matter between Xiangfan and Qin Ruliang be easily taken away? In order to evade his own responsibilities, Qin Ruliang will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly to relieve his guilt.

So, one of her arms is not as valuable as that, so it doesn’t matter if she keeps it.”

Yu Yan suddenly realized: "So that's it. But what if Liu goes to the general to report it tomorrow?"

"One, Meiwu was resentful to Qin Ruliang and couldn't speak that way; secondly, didn't she mention Xiangling? If she dared to pretend to be dizzy, she would not want to make things angry and would persuade Meiwu well; thirdly," Chen Xianyun smiled lightly, "Meiwu knew that I was talking about evidence when I was doing things, but I would recognize things without evidence?"

Yu Yan sincerely worshiped: "The princess is so amazing. If I really ask clearly, the princess and the servants are in Chichunyuan tonight and have never been out."

In Furong Garden, Xiangling struggled to move Liu Meiwu into the room and lay down, then fed water to wipe her cheeks and applied medicine.

The scorching pain in the middle of the night made Liu Meiwu uneasy and opened her eyes. Seeing Xiangling serving by the bed, her eyes were swollen.

Xiangling cried with joy and said, "Madam finally woke up. Do you feel better?"
Chapter completed!