The right hand that was picked up from the air was tightly held by Qingluan, and she stepped forward, biting her lower lip and looking at the Lan Guiren who was wearing heavy makeup. "It's because the concubines are not strict in discipline, and the nobles want to punish the concubines."

The woman sneered, and pushed Qingluan harder. Qingluan stumbled a few steps, but stubbornly pushed away Shui Qiao's hand and looked up at the person in front of him. "It's okay for nobles to teach their concubines a lesson, but please show your credentials, otherwise the concubines will definitely go to the emperor to seek justice."

"Your Majesty? Hehe, do you really think you're a favorite concubine? After only a few days of sleeping, he was thrown aside, and you deserve to mention the emperor to me? Someone, give me a good lecture on etiquette. ”

When the maids got the order, they swarmed up, but as soon as they took a step, they were firmly wrapped around Su E's legs and dragged forward, and several people immediately fell into a ball and scuffled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shui Qiao hurriedly said: "Little master, run!" The slave and maid are here to stop. ”

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lan Guiren kicked away the person who was blocking the front and slapped Qingluan with a palm. The woman clasped the ring in the palm of her hand, and the left side of Qingluan's face immediately saw a red blood mark. She still had no intention of retreating, and only glared at the other party fiercely with an unusually calm gaze.

Lan Guiren seemed to be irritated by the bottomless black eyes, and with a vicious look, she couldn't help but say another slap, Qingluan's stubbornness made her both hateful and fearful - such a cold gaze without any intention of begging for mercy, how could it be such a mere promise to have such a look of eyes. If such a person gains power in the future, how can she still have the appearance of survival.

The corners of Qingluan's mouth were dripping with blood, but he still didn't move. Shui Qiao hugged her several times in an attempt to protect her, but as soon as she reached out to resist the cruel slap, Lan Guiren uncharacteristically leaned back and fell to the ground. The previous vicious expression changed to a weak state in just a moment, and even Chu Chu's eyes were a little incredulous.

Shui Qiao was stunned, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and looked at Qingluan, but saw that the woman next to him was sobbing with a sneer at this time!

"Sister, why are you ......?"

She was not surprised by the sudden change in Lan Guiren, and the maids in front of her were all kneeling together at this time, and there seemed to be a cold voice behind her, and she asked in a tone mixed with anger: "Luan agreed, are you guilty of the following crimes." ”

"Your Majesty......" Lan Guiren pretended to be surprised and raised his tear-stained face and saluted behind Qingluan, "The concubine has seen the emperor. ”

"I ask you, do you know what crime you have committed?"

Qingluan turned around slowly, and her face, which was not fat-added, revealed as clear as the first snow. The moment she saw the Son of Heaven clearly, the surprise in her eyes slowly turned into deep despair, but in an instant, she bowed her head and said: "Didn't the emperor already convict the concubine in his heart, so why ask again." ”

"Presumptuous!"

The Son of Heaven shouted, and everyone trembled. Qingluan met his angry gaze and bent his knees quietly, and said no more.

Lan Guiren rushed forward and choked up: "The emperor is angry, they are all concubines, please don't treat my sister's sin." She stretched out her hand to support Yu Hao, and the man took her into his arms, his eyelashes drooped slightly, but he comforted her: "Don't be afraid." ”

Although Qingluan didn't see Lan Guiren's demeanor at the moment, he must have been extremely proud. The masters in the palace will use this trick, but they will always try it repeatedly. For those monarchs who have fought in all directions, the beauty in their arms only needs to be tender. As for the femme fatale, they are both sides of the line, they can't see it, and they don't need to see it.

But Qingluan doesn't, she won't greet the emperor, nor will she be servile. She had long been disappointed in the huge palace walls, she had lost her freedom, and she would spend the rest of her life in this cage, and when she thought of it, she felt that there was nothing to fear.

"You help the nobles down first, here I am."

The Son of Heaven opened his mouth coldly, and handed over the woman who was crying in his arms to the maid. Lan Guiren pleaded guilty and interceded, and when he saw that Shengshang's face was getting darker and darker, he retreated with broken steps. In the distance, the palace people were in groups of threes and twos, and there were many discussions. I don't know if the sun at noon was a little hotter, and for a while Qingluan only felt a little dizzy.

There was a sudden shadow in front of him, and the broad shoulders of the Son of Heaven were just blocking the sun, so he forced his gaze at the woman in a condescending manner, and said word by word: "Do you have anything to explain to me?" ”

"The concubine has nothing to say."

The emperor suddenly took Qingluan's hand, she looked up, and saw the green tendons on the man's forehead bursting out, presumably his humble and arrogant attitude angered him, and the raging flames in the emperor's eyes seemed to be about to devour him.

Shui Qiaohe behind him had never seen such a shelf, and he had already trembled like chaff. It's just that he can't live today, Qingluan saw that the matter had come to this, so he simply turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes, and let the force on his hands gradually increase, and his muscles and bones seemed to be broken.

"Isn't it, no matter what grievances you have suffered, you would rather bear them yourself than open your mouth to me."

She suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a slight sadness in the eyes of the king above the ten thousand people in front of her, not so much a question, but a pleading-this emperor who sat on the world was actually pleading with himself.