The biting cold and the deafening noise pulled Su Xia out of the chaos.
"How outrageous! How dare you disgrace yourself in front of the palace! Why don't you kneel down to accept your punishment!"
A rude shout followed by a muffled sound of skin-to-flesh contact exploded around me! Su Xia felt her body sink, and her knees hit the hard and cold stone floor. The excruciating pain made her wake up for most of the moment!
She looked up suddenly, and the dazzling sunlight mixed with the vermilion palace walls, the gilded palace roof, and the flying eaves beasts broke into her field of vision, dazzling her. The air was filled with the aroma of powder and an indescribable, oppressive smell of old wood and dust. All around, beautiful young women were kneeling on the ground, all of them pale and trembling, wearing complicated palace costumes that had only been seen in costume dramas. And her body was also covered with flowers and silky texture, but as heavy as shackles.
