"What? And that's when you start to get angry? Want to get revenge? Do you think you have what it takes right now? ”

As she spoke, she tilted her head again, looking at the angle of her gaze, which should be the direction in which Ning Qianqian and Mo Li left.

Because of the scarf, the expression on her face was not clear.

The woman's voice is not loud, but the voice is really good like a yellow warbler out of the valley, which makes people can't help but want to indulge in it when they hear it.

The woman who was clenching her hands and her body was tense when she heard her obvious contempt, and almost immediately turned to look at her, even through the gauze on her head, she could feel the coldness on her body, and it was obvious that she was very unhappy to be said so contemptuously.

Seeing the gaze she was looking at, the woman's gaze also followed her, and her gaze paused on the two figures holding hands and leaving, and the hands she held suddenly became even harder.

The woman with a nice voice saw her and looked at her as well, and a sneer overflowed from the scarf.

"It seems that you still have illusions about him, don't forget what you promised me, just listen to me, your wishes, I will fulfill you."

"But"

As soon as the words changed, the woman stepped forward, leaned closer to her, leaned over her ear, and gradually became infected with a chill in her tone.

"But I want you to remember your identity at all times, if you don't obey, what the consequences will be, you should know very well in your heart!"

After saying that, she ignored her, glanced at the people on the guillotine, and then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

A breeze blew and lifted the corner of the veil on her head, revealing her white chin, that graceful arc, even if you just saw a chin, you can be sure that this woman is very beautiful!

As her figure left, the woman's hand tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally, let go in a dejected manner, looked at the stands, and then looked in the direction where Ning Qianqian and Mo Li left, and finally, she raised her feet and disappeared into the crowd.

Not far away, Ning Qianqian, who was being led by Ning Qianqian, seemed to feel something, paused, turned around and glanced at the crowd behind her, her brows furrowed tightly.

Noticing her movements, Mo Li also stopped with her movements and looked over with her gaze.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing nothing in the crowd, Ning Qianqian's tightly frowning brows relaxed, glanced up at Mo Li, and shook her head.

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling, it seems that someone is looking at us again just now, maybe I feel wrong, let's go!"

Holding Mo Li's hand, Ning Qianqian shook off the thoughts in her heart, raised her feet and walked towards the carriage not far away.

Letting Ning Qianqian lead her, Mo Li narrowed her eyes, and glanced in the direction she had just looked, the expression in her eyes was a little unpredictable.

At night.

Even though the weather has warmed up now and the trees have grown new leaves, the cold palace in the palace is still the same depression and the same cold silence.

In a dilapidated courtyard, there were hysterical shouts of women from time to time, as well as the sound of crackling and smashing things.

Inside, the queen is still wearing a phoenix robe that symbolizes the queen's identity.

However, looking at the way she is now wearing a phoenix robe, she simply does not have the elegance and arrogance she had as a queen.

"What? And that's when you start to get angry? Want to get revenge? Do you think you have what it takes right now? ”

As she spoke, she tilted her head again, looking at the angle of her gaze, which should be the direction in which Ning Qianqian and Mo Li left.

Because of the scarf, the expression on her face was not clear.

The woman's voice is not loud, but the voice is really good like a yellow warbler out of the valley, which makes people can't help but want to indulge in it when they hear it.

The woman who was clenching her hands and her body was tense when she heard her obvious contempt, and almost immediately turned to look at her, even through the gauze on her head, she could feel the coldness on her body, and it was obvious that she was very unhappy to be said so contemptuously.

Seeing the gaze she was looking at, the woman's gaze also followed her, and her gaze paused on the two figures holding hands and leaving, and the hands she held suddenly became even harder.

The woman with a nice voice saw her and looked at her as well, and a sneer overflowed from the scarf.

"It seems that you still have illusions about him, don't forget what you promised me, just listen to me, your wishes, I will fulfill you."

"But"

As soon as the words changed, the woman stepped forward, leaned closer to her, leaned over her ear, and gradually became infected with a chill in her tone.

"But I want you to remember your identity at all times, if you don't obey, what the consequences will be, you should know very well in your heart!"

After saying that, she ignored her, glanced at the people on the guillotine, and then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

A breeze blew and lifted the corner of the veil on her head, revealing her white chin, that graceful arc, even if you just saw a chin, you can be sure that this woman is very beautiful!

As her figure left, the woman's hand tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally, let go in a dejected manner, looked at the stands, and then looked in the direction where Ning Qianqian and Mo Li left, and finally, she raised her feet and disappeared into the crowd.

Not far away, Ning Qianqian, who was being led by Ning Qianqian, seemed to feel something, paused, turned around and glanced at the crowd behind her, her brows furrowed tightly.

Noticing her movements, Mo Li also stopped with her movements and looked over with her gaze.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing nothing in the crowd, Ning Qianqian's tightly frowning brows relaxed, glanced up at Mo Li, and shook her head.

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling, it seems that someone is looking at us again just now, maybe I feel wrong, let's go!"

Holding Mo Li's hand, Ning Qianqian shook off the thoughts in her heart, raised her feet and walked towards the carriage not far away.

Letting Ning Qianqian lead her, Mo Li narrowed her eyes, and glanced in the direction she had just looked, the expression in her eyes was a little unpredictable.

At night.

Even though the weather has warmed up now and the trees have grown new leaves, the cold palace in the palace is still the same depression and the same cold silence.

In a dilapidated courtyard, there were hysterical shouts of women from time to time, as well as the sound of crackling and smashing things.

Inside, the queen is still wearing a phoenix robe that symbolizes the queen's identity.

However, looking at the way she is now wearing a phoenix robe, she simply does not have the elegance and arrogance she had as a queen.