My Little Girl (32)
And Ah’Bi also thought up a good reason—she could make an issue regarding the clothes Shu Nuan had embroidered before.
At a later moment, Shu Nuan was reading a book in the Sheng Courtyard. She was about to get up and open the door for some visitors, when the people outside pushed the door open of their own volition.
Shu Nuan ceased her footsteps. She saw Sheng Gu and Ah’Bi come in, followed by several guards.
“Kneel down.” Sheng Gu looked at her coldly.
Shu Nuan lifted her eyes, looked at Sheng Gu, whose face was covered by a veil, and asked softly,
“What have I done?”
Sheng Gu turned to take the torn clothes from Ah’Bi’s hands and threw them on Shu Nuan’s body. “This is the dress that you made for This Princess. You should be aware of what you have done.”
Shu Nuan failed to understand what she was saying, and as a result she looked at her straight ahead.
“This Princess felt itchy after wearing your clothes today, and even coughed up blood. Do you dare to say this wasn’t caused by you?”
“Did her Highness ask a doctor to check?” Shu Nuan asked.
“You look at it! It’s poisoned!”
Shu Nuan, still calm, asked, “What poison?”
Ah’Bi immediately rushed forward. “What an audacious slave! How could you question the Princess?! You dared to give the princess poisoned clothes; simply asking for death!”
Before Shu Nuan could reply, Ah’Bi yelled out, “Take this rebellious slave to be beaten for fifty times.“
The guards behind her hesitated and did not move. After all, everybody at the manor knew that Shu Nuan had become Prince Sheng’s favorite. And the person who spoke was Ah’Bi, which was even more unconvincing.
Seeing this, Sheng Gu turned to glance at the guards; in a cold voice she ordered, “Grab her!”
Between Sheng Gu’s will and the slave girl’s safety, which was more important became clear at that moment.
Although Prince Sheng had been very fond of her lately, she was nothing more than a slave with no name and no background. But Sheng Gu was different. Sheng Gu had not only been given the title of princess by the Emperor himself, but had also grown up in Shenghe Manor since childhood. The princess’s status was naturally much stronger than this slave girl.
Therefore, the very next moment after Sheng Gu gave the order, several guards grabbed Shu Nuan.
“I didn’t poison anyone.” After Shu Nuan was seized by the guards, she looked up at Sheng Gu to clarify her stance.
But Sheng Gu did not listen to her explanation; she coldly snorted, “Whether you did or did not, we’ll find out,” she paused, and then continued, “Flog her with a staff a dozen times, until she confesses.”
Shu Nuan was detained in a jail and put on a torture instrument.
She gritted her teeth and braced herself. Her back was hit by a heavy staff again and again, making her feel as if her limbs and bones were going to shatter.
In the end, she cried out in pain. But the pain was only getting worse.
Sheng Gu was using her identity to force out a confession from her through torture. But she had no ability to resist. No matter what, she was just a slave of a vanquished kingdom. This was all clear to Shu Nuan.
And thus Sheng Gu used torture to extort a confession from her…
Shu Nuan didn’t know how long it took, but she soon felt as if her whole body was dying. The stone tools lying on her body were cold and hard. She seemed to be able to smell the blood, so clearly, even though her consciousness was muddled.
However, one thought was strong in her mind: if she kept going on like this, she would die.
What Sheng Gu wanted was a confession.
Shu Nuan tightly closed her eyes. Her eyes were wet with tears that come out of endless pain.
She feebly opened her mouth, and in a hoarse voice said, “I… plead guilty.”