Qinghe's gaze was full of mockery when he saw her, and his blood-drenched and bony hand pointed towards her: "You poisoned your own sister, killed the child in the young lady's womb, ruined her appearance, and ruined her reputation!" Do you dare to say that you are kind?! ”

"Presumptuous! Damn shit, you dare to slander the queen, I don't think you want to live anymore! Come! Pull this madman down and kill him with a rod! Rod! ”

On the side, Mama Li's face was full of iron.

Gu Yueyin's little face was also faintly pale.

"Gu Yueyin! You are the proud girl of the sky, the pearl in the palm of everyone's hands, you obviously have everything, why do you want to rob it with Miss! ”

Qinghe was pressed by the two eunuchs and couldn't move, still yelling at her hysterically: "You always look like this, do you know how distressing your appearance is, how much people can feel your helplessness?" But in my eyes, there is no more disgusting person in this world than you! ”

"Gu Yueyin, what qualifications do you have to kill me? You are such a dirty, vicious person! Is it worthy? ”

"Qinghe!"

Sensing her mood swings, Shen Yueji's eyes darkened and she stood up suddenly.

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang.

I saw Qinghe break free from the restraints of the two eunuchs and hit the stone pillar behind him.

Blood splattered, instantly staining her vision.

"Miss, I... I'm here with you... You... You're never alone.... You... You still have me...."

Sharp nails pierced into her palms, and Shen Yueji looked at Qinghe's lonely and helpless body lying in a pool of blood.

Blood stained her clothes, and she fell in a pool of blood, silent.

Her vision was blurred, and through her blood-stained body, she seemed to see the scene of her being bullied in the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

All along, it was Qinghe who protected her with her small body, beat her up, and stole things for her, and in her ears, she was calling a young lady softly, and her voice was very sweet.

She and Gu Yueyin are the same mother, but so what?

Thinking of the mother in my memory, on weekdays, I don't even want to give her a cold look. She could sew clothes for Gu Yueyin by herself, it was cold, and there were all kinds of heating things in her room, and she, she was purple from the cold, her whole body was shivering, and her hands were full of thick sores. She cried and went to her mother, saying that she just wanted to add a piece of clothing and let the subordinate grandmother of the house help her make one, even if it was a subordinate person's clothes.

But what?

At that time, Murong Yun kicked her heart ruthlessly, and she was buried deep in the snow.

She didn't say a word to her, not even a cold look.

In her eyes, she is so disgusting and unbearable!

There is a hatred that spreads in the bottom of my heart.

That kind of unwillingness, struggling on the verge of dying.

Shen Yueji's gloomy eyes showed a touch of fierceness, and her deep eyes looked in the direction of Qinghe.

The sharp one penetrated directly into the palm, and a smell of blood permeated the palm.

Gu, Yue, Yin, Feng, Jiu, Qing! The hurt and betrayal you have brought me, I will repay the past tenfold and hundredfold! I'll make you pay!

Gu Wei! Murong Yun!

Everything you've added to me, kid, Qinghe! I will never forget any of them!