Outside the gate of the Prince Consort's Mansion, Ning Zhaowu knelt at the gate, shouting with a sad face, "I was wrong."
No more, no less, exactly one hundred sides, and the closed door opened a crack.
In front of the door, Ning Zhaowu knelt on the wooden board and shouted to the people in the room with a faint voice that was about to cry, "I was wrong."
This time I yelled two hundred times before the door opened.
Nothing more than three
In front of the bed, when Ning Zhaowu was about to say "I was wrong" again, Jin Anxin just glanced at her.
"It's just a matter of three things. Go to the study and copy the husband's virtues a hundred times before you come back to see me."