Steward Zhao was about to die of anger from his two nieces. He slapped Chunhong ruthlessly on the spot. This slap was extremely heavy, causing Chunhong's teeth to loosen and her mouth to be filled with blood.
"Shut up. When did I say that the Lord wanted to choose secondary consorts and concubines? You were the ones who wanted to be the Lord's secondary consorts and concubines. You're crazy about it and are slandering me here."
"Uncle, have you forgotten? Just three nights ago, you secretly came to look for us sisters and told us in private that the Lord wanted to choose consorts and concubines. You even said that you would work hard to let us be chosen. Have you forgotten all of this?" Chunhong retorted, enduring the intense pain on her face.
"What three nights ago? When did I look for you three nights ago?"
Xue Fanxin could tell that something was wrong, but she realized that there was more to it.
