Lian'er knelt outside the door for nearly half an hour, but the door of the Ministry of Revenue did not open.

Lian'er was not a fool. She knew that even if she knelt to death here today, she would definitely not be able to see Lord Lin. Moreover, in such cold weather, if she knelt for another half an hour, she would really freeze to death here.

Lian'er took a deep breath, stood up and walked back.

When she returned to Lin Qingqing's door, she took a deep breath to encourage herself, then knocked on the door.

Lin Qingqing's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Lian'er walked in, and knelt down in the middle of the room with a plop.

Lin Qingqing looked down at her and said calmly, "Well, when will father come to see me?"

Lian'er lowered her head and said softly, "I am incompetent and failed to see Master Lin."

Lin Qingqing remained silent, just stroking the warm teacup in her hand, until her patience ran out, then she grabbed the teacup and threw it at Lian'er.

With a bang, the teacup first hit Lian'er's head, spilling tea and tea leaves all over her head, and then the teacup fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

A bloody hole was smashed on Lian'er's forehead, and blood was oozing out. After a moment, it flowed down her cheek, looking quite shocking.

Lian'er just shook her body a little without making a sound.

"Waste!" Lin Qingqing pointed at Lian'er and cursed, "You have been with me the longest and I trust you the most, but you can't even do such a small thing. What use do I have for you?"

"I've already said it before. If you can't invite your father, there's no need for you to live."

"Come here, drag him out and beat him up until he dies."

Lian'er didn't say a word from beginning to end. Even when she was dragged out, she didn't say a word and didn't even look at Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing looked at Lian'er and thought that she had accepted her fate and knew that she would die if she failed to do her job well. That's right, Lian'er has always been smart. She knew that it was useless to struggle and beg, so she simply saved her energy.

However, Lian'er's appearance made Lin Qingqing very uncomfortable, as if the other party didn't take her seriously at all.

In the yard outside, a bench had been set up, and Lian'er was forced to lie on it. The eunuch next to her held a long wooden board in his hand and said to Lian'er in a low voice, "Miss Lian'er, don't blame me. I was just following orders. If you want to blame someone, just blame our bad luck for following such a master."

"I will be more ruthless later, so that you can suffer less. I am sending you away today, but I don't know who will send me away tomorrow, and I don't know if I will be so lucky to meet a straightforward person."

The young eunuch who was carrying out the execution also felt a bit grieving.

Lian'er's forehead was still bleeding. She turned her head with great effort to look at the eunuch and said word by word: "Today, I will not die."

The eunuch was stunned and couldn't help but say something more: "Do you still hope that the one inside will have a change of heart and spare your life because you have served her for many years? You know her better than we do. Do you think it's possible?"

After saying that, he sighed, shook his head and stood up.

Thinking about it, this girl Lian'er is really pitiful. She still has fantasies about that virtuous imperial concubine.

He picked up the board and was about to hit him when the palace door was suddenly knocked and a voice came: "Open the door, open the door quickly!"