Chapter 72: After the Tyrant Matches the Virtuous, Heaven Made in Heaven (16)

"The maidservant girl was jealous of Concubine Gu, and poisoned and framed her to cause a miscarriage, go back."

Unexpectedly, after the man glanced at Junjue deeply, he didn't answer again, and went out to deal with the embarrassment on his body first.

The mighty man was instantly withdrawn from the Tingxuan Pavilion.

Gu Tingting, who heard the movement outside gradually weakening, immediately got out of bed, and looked hideous after smelling the smell of blood in the yard.

Especially after seeing the calm Junjue, the whole person's face was distorted in an instant, and he was delicate and pretentious in front of Xiao Jidu.

"Qin Jiu'er, this time it is you who are clever and damage the confidant of the palace."

Junjue pursed her lips, turned her back to Gu Tingting, and was silent.

"But don't forget it to this palace, this phoenix that can't lay eggs is not as good as a chicken."

Suddenly.

After Gu Tingting shouted and said this, the woman turned her head suddenly.

The scarlet under the eyes appeared, the red lips cracked slightly, and the evil aura exploded in an instant.

Sister Gu was surprised by this, this down-and-out phoenix is a phoenix after all, how can an unknown pheasant be compared? Well? ”

"No matter how many eggs you lay, you will be a chicken after all, and you can't become a phoenix."

"Sister, did you say yes~"

In the last sentence, the woman slowed down the order of words, word by word, and the charm was fully revealed.

Suddenly, Gu Tingting, who was frightened by Junjue's momentum, felt the fine sweat on her forehead.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and I was holding on to my body against the wall.

He looked at the woman in front of him again.

Everything is as always, but inexplicably, it just doesn't feel right.

Talk to her like you're walking on thin ice.

The feeling of oppression seemed to be swallowed by the merciless ice in the next second, suffocating her to death.

It is completely different from the appearance in front of the emperor just now.

When Gu Tingting stood still and looked at Junjue again, the latter regained her previous expression.

"Since there is no matter of the palace, I hope that my sister will take care of her body more, share more worries and solve problems for the emperor, and spread the branches."

The woman lowered her eyes and replied quietly, put down the palace lamp, and walked up.

The lonely figure was elongated under the palace lamp, and then completely disappeared around the corner.

"Concubine Gu, this corpse ......"

"You find a few little eunuchs and throw them at the mass grave outside the palace."

Across the wall, the sound of squirming conversation came.

A second ago, the maidservant girl was still desperately protecting her master.

In the next second, the master will abandon the servant girl who has lost all its use value.

The deep palace is ruthless and embarrassing.

[Host, the queen's palace is here, is Li lost? 】

"That's right."

The woman replied to the system melodiously.

After seeing two sneaky traces in the back door path of Tingxuan Pavilion, he stepped up to follow.

When he saw the dragged corpse mopping the ground and hanging down, the hand moved slightly.

The woman's eyes were shy, and she directly stepped forward and randomly found a name to get rid of the corpse.

In this deep palace, only those who have died once will polish their eyes.

For her use.

………

Den.

The man who had finished bathing stood in front of the window with his hands folded behind his back.

The night was dark.

The bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, making the night even darker.

The chirping of insects outside the window added color to the silence.

Hearing the movement in front of the desk, the man looked back.

"Your Majesty, there are seven princes and one princess in the Qin Kingdom, and there are no other princesses except the eighth princess."

The dark guard, who was kneeling respectfully, paused, and then stepped forward.

"Except for the Nine Princesses, but the Nine Princesses...... He died at the age of five. ”

After listening to all the reports, Xiao Ji pursed his lips and snorted coldly, waving his sleeves to send people back.

"Your Majesty, the hunting activities at the end of the month ......"

"Let the harem concubines participate together, and the queen will participate no matter what, whether the reason is serious illness or something else."