Song Xing slowly raised his feet, and this time, no one called to stop.

Guan Rui wanted to see Chen Yonghao's expression, but because he was also in the camera, he didn't dare to move.

From her angle, she could only see that Song Xing seemed to be a different person, and her previous cold expression became vivid, showing the honor and fierceness that a harem concubine should have.

But her beautiful eyes were like dry wells that had been drained, lifeless and without any brilliance.

Chen Yonghao relaxed again and leaned back in his seat.

In the monitor, Niu Hulu Dongzhu stepped on the flowerpot bottom shoes embroidered with colorful phoenix patterns, and she was brutally run over the straw of the prison. On her body, the auspicious clothes embroidered with eight different porcelain vases swept over the dusty wooden railings of the prison, stirring up puffs of dust.

Dongzhu had never smelled such a strong musty smell.

Her father Kubilong is the sixteenth son of Niu Hulu Yidu, the five ministers of the founding of the Later Jin Dynasty, and the minister of Gu Ming, she is a person who is born with monstrous wealth, and the most difficult situation before entering the palace is nothing more than that the servants at home bought the wrong bean cake - she loves to eat red bean milk, if she buys mung bean paste, she can make trouble all day.

And today, she walked into this prison, which was like purgatory on earth, and she could vaguely hear the sound of torture extorting confessions from the torture room.

She knew that her stepfather, Aobai, had also been punished.

All this is due to himself.

Dongzhu walked to the door of the cell, and the cell head lowered his head to lead the way in front, humbling step by step, and did not dare to raise his head, but when he opened the cell door, he saw a woman in a stone blue gauze sitting in the cell, and he was also stunned.

"Who are you, how did you break in?"

The woman's eyes glanced deeply at the head of the cell, and with this movement, the tips of the jade bat wings on the gold-inlaid beaded cuifu longevity hairpin on her head trembled slightly-that was the most fashionable jewelry craft of the daughters in the capital half a month ago, but now the limelight has passed. Nowadays, it is the golden silk dragonfly-shaped hairpin in the hand of the noble concubine behind the cell head, and the dragonfly's abdomen and wings are inlaid with rubies and pearls, which means "stability in the Qing Dynasty"

Despite wearing an outdated headdress, there was no hastiness in the eyes of the woman in the gauze dress, and the noble and noble style deeply planted in her demeanor made the cell boss also shocked.

Her eyes like two emerald inks gently swept the concubine behind the cell head, and sneered:

"According to the instructions of the Empress Dowager, I went to the prison to visit the first-class duke, I was sent in by the adults of the Criminal Department, my lord, you don't have to be afraid, you don't have to be convicted and beheaded, it's all on me alone, and I can't even affect you, my lord. ”

Dongzhu didn't react, the palace maid behind her was shocked, and she heard that the Qingluan in front of her was referring to Sang scolding Huai, and it was her master who was scolding. She was about to speak, but she saw the concubine's afterglow glancing at her. The palace maid's heart was cold, she looked at the ground, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

The gold ornaments and pearls on Dongzhu's head were exquisite, and his tone was cold:

"It's almost autumn, Sister Qingluan is still wearing a gauze dress, just sitting on the ground, isn't it cold?"

Qingluan raised his head and stared at Dongzhu presumptuously:

"No matter how cold the weather in the capital is, it is not as cold as people's hearts. Concubine Niangniang, I, Ama is your father-in-law, and half of your honor after entering the palace also comes from our Guerjia clan!"

Dongzhu's gaze slowly sank like a fallen leaf, the starlight in his eyes seemed to be covered by dark clouds, but his tone couldn't hear the slightest resentment.

"Oh, then half of my disgrace in front of the emperor today is from the Guerjia clan?"

She walked slowly to the wooden frame that stood at the foot of the cell, where Aobai, dressed in white and bloodstained, was hanging, his injuries were not serious, but Aobai was very weak because of his mental breakdown.

"Father-in-law, you are the first Baturu in Manchuria, you said who you want to help become the queen, you can be the queen, you taught me horse archery, and sent Dongzhu to the harem like a son, my honor today is not from you. “

A generation of heroes worshipped, squeezing out a sentence in a dry and weak voice.

"Sinners dare not ......"

Niu Hulu Dongzhu looked back at Qingluan:

"You Amma said, he didn't dare. ”

Qingluan was about to say something, but Dongzhu quickly turned his head to stare at Aobai's old face.

Sharply said:

"Don't you dare? Why don't you dare? A supreme minister, who was arrogant in power and self-respecting, was executed for the crime of riding a royal horse and shooting a deer with a bow and arrow, didn't you condemn the crime? Hubu Shangshu Sunahai, Zhili Governor Zhu Changzuo, and Governor Wang Denglian are not guilty of any serious crimes, but they have offended you, and the emperor approved the three of them to be whipped 100 each, but you openly ordered the three to be executed. You even dare to offend the emperor, and support my little girl to enter the harem to compete for favor, isn't it the most glamorous stroke of your grand strategy?"

There was no sound in the studio, but everyone shouted in their hearts.

This large string of dialogues was pronounced, and the words were sonorous, like iron teeth hitting copper peas, and not a single sentence was wrong. Chen Yonghao's face slowly climbed into a smile.

The cultural score of the University of Arts is the first candidate, and sure enough!

Ao Bai hung his head, looking at Dongzhu like an old father, no different from looking at Qingluan.

"Sinner...... The sinner is sincere to his mother, and he hopes that his mother can do what she wants......"

Dongzhu laughed, a laugh that sounded especially terrifying in the gloomy prison. The starlight in her eyes seemed to be blackened by dust and smoke.

"Treat me sincerely, treat me as a daughter, you should have told me early on that the emperor only has Hesheri Fangyi in his heart, and my love is just a huge joke, and I can't get honor and favor by relying on my family background. If you treat me sincerely, you should give power to the emperor for me to have a good life in the harem, and let him be in power, instead of disrespecting the decree and treating the imperial power as nothing. You persuaded my goddaughter to fight with the Sony family after entering the palace, but you found a good husband for your daughter early. Raise her in the boudoir, so that her years will be quiet!"

Dongzhu pointed at Qingluan, and the sleeves embroidered with exquisite patterns shook out a gust of cold wind.

"Father-in-law, you have told me countless times about the struggle between you and Prince Dolgon, you said that people are either passively beaten in this life, or they are on horseback, and you say that people can die, but they cannot lose. You say that I am as noble as Dongzhu and must not lose to Hesheri. But after I entered the palace, I realized that the world of men and women is different, the world of men is to kill the enemy, the world of women is only love, the person I love does not love me, I will lose, I will never come back!"

This question was like a phoenix bathing in fire, and it sounded.

Qingluan saw Dongzhu's momentum and knew that the friendship between the two families was completely broken in terms of a hundred years.

All she wanted was to keep Amma alive now.

"You brought down my Amma, and the emperor's heart is still in Hesheri, don't you see that the emperor is not because of his family background, but from the heart......"

She didn't say any more, because she knew that these words were like adding fuel to the fire of the angry concubine at the moment.

The studio is calm again, and those who have read the script know that the next thing is the highlight of Dongzhu and Qingluan.

Dongzhu leaned down and picked Qingluan up from the ground, and Qingluan's whole body trembled, as if Dongzhu's golden armor inlaid with seven treasures was the claw of a demon beast that would be inserted into his heart at any time.

Qingluan looked at Dongzhu steadily, trying to calm his voice.

"Sister Dongzhu, if my Ama falls, you don't have help in the previous dynasty, and you will be even more miserable in the harem. ”

Dongzhu smiled, and this smile was like a canna that had been poisoned. The people in the entire studio felt chills down their backs, because Dongzhu's next line was terrifying like a ghost.

"You are wrong, if my father-in-law delegates power, I will be a hero of the Qing Dynasty, Hesheri is already pregnant with a dragon son, and she will be in dire straits, and it will be her turn to be next......"