Nalan nodded vigorously.
She can guarantee that she will never violate these two rules in her lifetime.
Her life is borrowed, how could she harm the offspring of the Ninth Master?
As for servants, they are all human beings. Her family has fallen, and there are only a few servants. Each one is close and familiar; how could she resort to beating or killing?
If a serious mistake is made, rules exist, whether it's punishment or death, it should be determined by rules, not by her.
"Alright, stop crying, wash your face. It's time to go to bed. It is, after all, the wedding night." Hongqi pinched her waist.
Nalan then blushed, rose from his embrace, and called a maid to come in and assist with washing.
The two washed separately and then went to bed together.
The servants all exited.
It's unclear whether Nalan was too enthusiastic or Hongqi too rowdy, but from the moment they lay down until dawn, they barely took a break...
Nalan herself was indeed decisive and capable.
