Chương 1782: Revenge

Inside the room, Nan Yiyi leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face. Her body was covered by a thick brocade blanket, and her eyes were blank as she stared ahead.

She looked as if she had lost her soul.

Countless images flashed through her mind, but it seemed to be just a blank. Nothing was left but a blur.

A maidservant pushed the door open and carefully handed over the small white bone porcelain bowl. "Second Missy, it's time to drink medicine—Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Nan Yiyi suddenly pulled out a whip from under the bed and whipped the maidservant's head!

The maidservant couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely.

A long scar spread from her scalp to the corner of her mouth, easily cutting through her delicate and young face. Flesh and blood rolled, bloody and terrifying!

The maid screamed in pain. The small bowl in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.