Chu Yunxiu observed his expression and said hurriedly: "Today, the Empress Dowager is so kind. I have spared you two, so why don't you give tea to all the masters quickly?"

"Yes, Aunt Chu."

The two of them quickly stood up, took the tea handed over by Chu Yunxiu, handed it to Empress Dowager Yun and Xiahou Lie respectively, and then brought the tea to Yunluo and Zhou Churuo.

Yunluo saw that her wishful thinking had fallen out, and she had no place to vent her anger. At this moment, she frowned when she saw Mu Qingwan bringing tea to her and she had a plan.

Mu Qingwan walked up to her, squatted and said respectfully:

"Imperial Concubine, it was wrong for me just now. I would like to ask the Empress to have a lot of me to forgive me."

Yunluo narrowed her eyes slightly, and lazily fiddled with the patterns on her fingertips, not taking the tea in her hand.

Squatting like this, the pain in her lower abdomen was even more unbearable. Mu Qingwan gritted her teeth and waited for a while, but Yunluo had no intention of receiving tea at all. Her hands became more and more sore, and the cold sweat on her forehead blew out. She had to turn her hands on her hands.

He raised it a little higher, and passed over his head, bowed his head and reminded respectfully:

"Grandma, please have tea."

Suddenly, her finger was stabbed by a sharp object, and she felt her hands numb. When she came to her senses, the cup of hot tea had already poured all over Yunluo's skirt.

The white, tender and delicate left hand suddenly turned red.

Mu Qingwan was stunned, and the next second she was kicked to the ground by Yunluo. A severe pain came from her heart. She felt a fishy smell surge. She coughed softly and spit out a mouthful of blood. She could no longer bear it.

The residence fell to the ground.

Yunluo cried out loudly and cried out loudly. Queen Mother Yun hurried over to check. Then, Mu Qingwan heard her cold voice in her ears in a daze:

"It's really a slut. The Ai family is kind enough to spare you. They dare to hold a grudge and deliberately burn the imperial concubine. Emperor, you have to make the decision for Luo'er."

Xiahou Lie looked at Mu Qingwan's coughing bleeding and felt a sharp pain in his heart. The blue veins on the back of his hand appeared, but his face became even colder, "Come on, please hand me to Longyin Temple."

Longyin Temple, equivalent to the clan mansion in the Qing Dynasty, was a torture land. Once the palace maids and eunuchs entered, almost no one came out alive.

Before she was unconscious, Mu Qingwan hurriedly went to look for the distressed gaze, but in the haze, she only saw Xia Hou Lie gently blowing the burning place on her hand for Yun Luo with a look of distress. She only felt that

When my heart and mouth are sweet, my qi and blood are surging, my eyes are dark, and I faint.

*

Yunyi Palace

Yunluo's pretty face in the hibiscus tent was red, drunk like peach blossoms, looking obsessed with Xiahou Lie sitting by the bed and applying scald plaster for her. After finishing the application, she finally couldn't help but cling to her, trying to touch the semen

The thin and strong man's body was pushed away by Xiahou Lie.

She looked stunned, then she cried and called out: "Cousin?"

Xiahou Lie's eyes were cold, and he suddenly got up from his feet, his tone was cold:

"What did you put in my tea just now?"

Upon hearing this, Yunluo immediately got up in fear, knelt on the bed, and said in panic: "I just want to...think that medicine can increase interest, so..."

Xiahou Lie's face became colder, and it seemed like ice was formed between the tips of her eyebrows. The cold eyes only glanced at Yunluo, which made her whole body start to tremble. She hurriedly knelt down for a few steps and pulled Xiahou Lie

the corner of the robe cried:

"Your Majesty, I know that I am wrong. I am so confused today that I am so confused. I will never dare to do it again next time. I would like to ask the emperor to spare me this time."

"Li Chang'an, I will pass on my will and surrender Yun as a nobleman. If I do not accept the imperial edict, I will not be able to go out of Yunyi Palace."

He said coldly, then threw his sleeves and left.

"emperor……"

Yunluo cried, regardless of her disheveled hair and was thin and immediately chased after her. However, Xiahou Lie never looked back, leaving only her falling down on the cold ground.

*

It's already autumn, the weather is getting colder, and the dungeon is even darker and colder. Mu Qingwan curled up in the straw pile, feeling her body cooler for a while. Because of the cold, her abdominal pain was even more severe and she was kicked by Yunluo as her chest.

With one foot, a mouthful of blood and phlegm stuck in the heart, and it was impossible to get up and down. I covered my mouth and coughed desperately for a while, and the dark red slowly slid down the gaps of my fingers.

She tried hard to spread her hands, and looked at the bloody red palms, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that she was really incompatible with the Beiyan Palace. She became a palace maid on the first day and was turned into this.

The body hurts, but the heart hurts even more.

At that time, even if she only saw his heartache look, no matter how much grievance she suffered, she would be willing to continue to persevere.

But no, from those cold eyes, she only saw his heartache for another woman.

Even if it was just acting, it would be enough to make her heart hurt.

As she thought about it, her eyes couldn't help but become wet. She bit her lip tightly, preventing herself from crying, but her consciousness gradually became blurred.

In a trance, she felt someone bringing her cold body into her arms. She closed her eyes tightly, and the familiar smell of ambergris instantly lingered at her nose.

The warm and broad embrace and familiar breath made her instinctively lean over to seek warmth, but soon her body stiffened and her little hands began to push them subconsciously, but they were hugged tighter by him. She heard him full of pain.

A low call sounded in my ears:

"Little Ni'er, baby girl..."

She closed her eyes tightly, but tears flowed out in an instant.

"It hurts..." Just like a child who was wronged and no one cried and asked for a trace of warmth, a trace of gentle warmth made her cry completely.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help coughing a few times, and scarlet liquid flowed out from her fingers again. Xiahou Lie's eyes turned red. He only felt that his heart was slowly cut with a blunt knife.

The temples jumped violently.

What did he do? He actually made the woman he loved the most look like!

His eyes were astringent, and he picked her up horizontally, patted her back with his big hands, and softly coaxed her: "Be good, you won't hurt if you hug..."

But she struggled harder and bleeding from her lips, and kept pushing and rejecting him: "I hate you...I hate you..."

He hugged her tightly, bent down and kissed the blood at the corner of her lips. The two of them tasted the blood together. He felt the blood in his body rushing along the blood vessels, making his muscles tense all over his body.

She still struggled continuously. Seeing that she could not break free, she opened her mouth and bit her arm. She bit her very hard. In addition to what she coughed up just now, there was also the blood on his arm. She tasted the fishy smell.

The sweet smell suddenly made her chuckled, but her tears fell faster, one by one, all on the wound on his arm.

The salty tears were stained on the wound, and blood was emitting from the place where the two rows of tooth marks were burning. Xiahou Lie seemed to be unable to feel it. Looking at her smiling with tears, he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to suffocate.

Dizziness.

He couldn't help but bow his head, kissed her pale lips, and then kissed her thin lips against her little mouth, murmured softly:

"Actually, I feel so painful, do you still hate me?"

Mu Qingwan was vaguely conscious and couldn't hear what Xiahou Lie said. She just subconsciously grabbed his robe and murmured:

"That woman kicked me...he was an accomplice...he didn't even look at me..."

Xiahou Lie sighed and hugged her tightly, "I know you hurt, you feel wronged. When I saw her kicking you, I wanted to kill her, but I can't. Yun Chuyi's power in the court should still not be underestimated.

What's more, they were separated from Yun Lanshan and could not catch any handle, so I couldn't do anything to them. If I had shown a heart-wrenching look at the eyes of Yun Chuyi, how could I not see the eyes of the old fox.

Something strange happened? Baby, I know I felt wronged today. I just want you to persevere and believe me and don’t give up on me easily.”

Xiahou Lie quickly carried her to the outside of the dungeon. Leng Ji had already prepared a carriage. He quickly carried her into the carriage. The carriage quickly started and went out to the outside of the palace.

The night gradually became quiet, and she no longer trembled in her arms. Her arms were firmly hooked against his neck and clinged tightly. Her delicate little face was filled with pain, and cold sweat wet her forehead.

He reached out and pushed away the sweaty hair on her forehead, and heard her frowning and extremely weak hum:

"Lie...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Xiahou Lie kissed her smooth forehead, "Baby, where does it hurt?"

The pain in her lower abdomen made her subconsciously reach out and hug her, and then curled up. Seeing her like this, Xiahou Lie understood where she felt pain.

Because every time she had menstruation, she always curled up like a fragile little beast.

The warm big hand penetrated her clothes and ironed her cold belly. He slowly used his internal force to warm her until her painful humming gradually stopped.

After a long time, she finally calmed down and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, Mu Qingwan woke up in a strange room. In the mist, she subconsciously touched the side, but it was cold. She was so shocked that she sat up immediately.

Looking around, he was not familiar with Longyu Palace at all.

She was shocked and quickly got up with her clothes. As soon as she walked to the door, she saw her lazily walking over, her paws pounced on her knees, her big eyes staring at her gently,

He kept screaming.

Seeing her, Mu Qingwan's heart suddenly felt relieved, and she squatted down and picked her up, "Land, why are we here?"

She was about to carry the dog and continue walking out, but suddenly she saw a person walking towards her. She was slender and upright, with a pair of obsidian-like eyes embedded on her face, just like the deepest black in the world, and she could turn her eyes away.

All things in the world are absorbed.

At this moment, he was bathed in the golden sunshine, with a thin layer of gold gauze covering his eyebrows and hair, which was even more dreamy. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he was holding a steaming bowl in his hand.

He lowered his head and scolded Nuannuan, who was constantly lingering around his feet.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Mu Qingwan only felt that her whole heart was soaked in sour vinegar water, which made people couldn't help but shed tears, but she couldn't help but melt all the grievances and complaints.
Chapter completed!