Hmph, you are destined to fight me, and since you have been buried in the fire, you can turn to ashes. The concubine stood up proudly, but listened

With a "snap", an object fell from the half-open embroidery window, flashing with a little soft light.

"She's been in the corner for four days, and she's been lying sick in the corner, and if she doesn't survive the execution, it won't be counted on our heads, right?" The rest of the jailers were so frightened that they said that in the middle of the night the wind was so strange that it was suffocating, and they suddenly knew nothing before their eyes.

"Mother, are you okay?" The little jailer felt compassion and helped her drive away the cockroaches in her hands, and when he saw that she was still lifeless, he reached out to probe her snort, and was angry.

"Mother, are you okay?" The little jailer felt compassion and helped her drive away the cockroaches in her hands, and when he saw that she was still lifeless, he reached out to probe her snort, and was angry.

Several people looked at each other, a gust of wind blew, and a sense of foreboding arose: "Hey, go in and take a look, is she still angry?" ”

"What is it?"

"Enough is enough, who has the time to listen to your complaints, get out!" The officers and soldiers rebuked angrily.

"The handkerchief is clean, you can drink a little." Looking at the woman's weak and sad appearance, he felt extremely uncomfortable, in addition to sympathy, there was also an indescribable feeling, as if he was familiar.

* Because I was afraid of ghosts seeking revenge a while ago, I always didn't dare to fall asleep, and on the day of the post-book ceremony, the concubine got up a little late, and the palace ladies hurriedly changed her clothes and makeup, and were busy.

The maid understood, picked up a few beaded flowers, and handed the vendor a pack of silver ingots.

"Enough is enough, who has the time to listen to your complaints, get out!" The officers and soldiers rebuked angrily.

"Don't let her kill herself, otherwise Ling Chi's sin will fall on you!" The cell boss motioned for the little jailer who had come to be on duty to hurry over and watch.

He was stunned, the tea bowl in his hand shattered, and although the voice was hoarse and sad, his fluctuating heart told him that there could be no mistake.

"The concubine really deserves to be the daughter of Prime Minister Qian, such a vicious method, I don't know how many people will suffer in the future."

“…… Thank you. After a long time, her dry voice squeezed out two words.

"Niangniang, it's a beaded flower." The palace maid stepped forward to pick it up and handed it to the concubine.

"The concubine really deserves to be the daughter of Prime Minister Qian, such a vicious method, I don't know how many people will suffer in the future."

"She's been in the corner for four days, and she's been lying sick in the corner, and if she doesn't survive the execution, it won't be counted on our heads, right?"

"Don't let her kill herself, otherwise Ling Chi's sin will fall on you!" The cell boss motioned for the little jailer who had come to be on duty to hurry over and watch.

"This, thank you, Princess!" The peddler knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his eyes glistening with tears. Hmph, you are destined to fight me, and since you have been buried in the fire, you can turn to ashes.

The concubine stood up proudly, but listened

With a "snap", an object fell from the half-open embroidery window, flashing with a little soft light.

"Enough is enough, who has the time to listen to your complaints, get out!" The officers and soldiers rebuked angrily. Before the east was known, a terrifying news spread throughout the imperial city.

"Enough is enough, who has the time to listen to your complaints, get out!" The officers and soldiers rebuked angrily. Several people looked at each other, a gust of wind blew, and a sense of foreboding arose: "Hey, go in and take a look, is she still angry?" ”

"What is it?"