Tung shoved Fan Gu and ordered coldly, "Did you not hear what the crown prince consort said? Do it."
Fan Gu knelt in front of the bed while holding the iron hook. She shivered and breathed raggedly as she turned to look at Qiao Mu with terror.
Qiao Mu sauntered over to Fan Gu and suddenly bent down to say into her ear, "I know that you have a daughter living inside Shuntian Prefecture. She is around four to five years older than me, right?"
Fan Gu stiffened reflexively. When she turned her head, she could even feel her neck creaking like a golem's.
Qiao Mu seized her messy hair and forced her to face the ceiling. Because of this ruthless yank, her scalp felt even more painful.
