Someone else! I would like to advise you..."

Wen Shichu's expression was no different from that of a living dead. Before Ling Rong finished speaking, Wen Shichu snatched the small silver dagger used to peel snow pears that was resting on the yellow pear wood table next to Duan Fei's seat. He raised the knife and dropped it - in an instant,

There was a fountain of blood gushing out from under his crotch.

"This will ensure that the empress is innocent." This was Wen Shichu's only sentence before he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

This incident happened so unexpectedly that no one reacted for a moment. I was stunned and could hardly believe my eyes. I just felt that there was a blank hole in my heart. It was so empty. As his blood flowed, there was no trace.

Things can be filled. It wasn't until An Lingrong touched the warm blood with the warm body temperature on his cheek that he screamed in extreme fear. Hu Yunrong was the first to throw herself into Xuan Ling's arms, and all the concubines were so shocked that their faces turned pale and frightened.

They stepped back, and the timid ones had already fainted. The maids and concubines screamed, cried, and ran away dragging their clothes and pushing the table. Only the empress and Concubine Duan were a little calmer and tried their best to preside.

Yurao turned around in panic, Xuanfen immediately flashed in front of her, covered her eyes with one hand, and shouted: "Close your eyes, don't look!" I turned around and saw Xuanfen's palm half an inch away from Yurao's eyebrows, and said

Without touching her skin, I was grateful that he could still abide by etiquette in this situation, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please take care of my little sister."

He nodded, as if he had promised something very important. I felt a little relieved, and tried my best to suppress the pain and pain in my heart. I thought blankly in my mind, what if he died? What should I do if he dies? I gave instructions numbly.

The concubine backed away and quickly summoned the imperial physician to treat Wen Shichu. Someone suddenly shouted, "Imperial physician! Imperial physician! Empress Shuyuan is in trouble!"

At the end of the gaze, outside the empty open door of the palace, the soft red light slowly turned into gentle neon clothes. Under the neon clothes was a man lying on the flat gold floor tiles in a rust-red dress with bright gold embroidery, crab claws, and chrysanthemums.

, the blood flowing out from under her body slowly turned into a long river, slowly spreading in little by little, and pooled with the pool of blood under Wen Shichu's body, blooming into a tragic bright red flower.

Behind Meizhuang is the endless darkness of the harem late at night, so dark, like a terrible death, trying to swallow up her soft body. My mind is blank, like a sharp awl stirring hard in my mind, I

Not caring about anything else, he ran out instinctively and grabbed her hand tightly.
Chapter completed!