By the time I arrived at the queen's bedchamber, Concubine Li had been restrained by four or five maids holding her arms.

Some maids grabbed Concubine Li's hair, as if they wanted to pull her hair off.

"Meng Yunli! Why did you kill my mother! Do you still have a conscience! ”

Concubine Li struggled desperately, her three thousand hairs were already messed up, and there was still wet dirt on her hands, and her face was hideous, like a terrible ghost in Shura's hell.

"Sister Li, why can't you even remember my name, I'm Shen Qianxun, and it's my mother who died instead of yours, how could I kill my own mother?!"

The queen frowned slightly, with a faint helplessness, but her tone was cold.

She stroked her sleeve and slowly walked in front of Concubine Li, looking at her with sympathy.

"Look at your appearance, how can you still have the demeanor of a mother, aren't you afraid of Ah Xuan, he doesn't even have the last bit of good impression of you."

Concubine Li struggled out of the maid's suppression and rushed towards the queen, she pinched the queen's neck fiercely.

Purple blood flowed from her eyes, and the flames of Shura's hell burned in her heart, and her reason was burned to ashes by the flames of anger.

Her forbearance, all the grievances she has endured in the past few years, she wants to return them to her, and she wants her to die.

The queen grabbed Concubine Li's hand hard, her slender neck was full of cyan veins, her whole face was bloodless, she resisted desperately, she faintly begged for help.

"Ah Xuan, save me!"

As soon as the queen's words fell, Concubine Li was shocked by a strong wind and flew out.

Her head hit a rockery in the courtyard, and blood flowed immediately.

Duan Xuan walked straight in front of Concubine Li, and he pinched her chin hard, forcing her to look at her.

Concubine Li's face was covered with blood, and the viscous liquid the color of a flower on the other side of hell flowed into her purple eyes, mixing into a strange demonic color.

She stared at him with her eyes open, looking at him even as the blood kept flowing through her eyes, and she was going to tell him how hard she was on him.

"Meng Yunli, do you want to die?"

Duan Xuan looked at her, his eyes reflected the blood on her face, his voice implied anger, but there was a hint of trembling.

"Duan Xuan, I want you to die!"

Duan Xuan looked at her hateful expression, and suddenly tightened his hands, as if he wanted to crush Concubine Li's chin.

But she gritted her teeth and didn't want to show weakness.

She was unwilling to put down her pride for the sake of this man.

A person who doesn't know how to cherish her, a person who ruins her happiness, she also wants to make his life worse than death.

"Meng Yunli! Do you still have a conscience! If you want Duan Xuan, I will give it to you, and you want me to become a monster, I will do what you wish! Why do you do this to me! Why! ”

Concubine Lifei cried bitterly, she cried hysterically.

And Duan Xuan, who had been pinching her chin, had a slight flash in his eyes, and seemed to be a little moved, but he quickly let go of his hand, and his face was solemn.

"Concubine Li framed the queen and entered the cold palace from today."

Duan Xuan's words were light and light, he didn't look at Concubine Li, he just stared at the blood stains shed by Concubine Li on the ground, and his face turned pale.

The queen didn't look at Concubine Li, and Duan Xuan didn't look at Concubine Li, but I was watching.

I stood in front of Concubine Li, watching the guards drag her legs into the cold palace, and I watched her whole body drag on the ground.

Her fingers, which had been as green as shallots, were stuck deep in the dirt, and she struggled, she screamed.

After a long time, Concubine Li had been dragged far away, and I didn't chase after it, just looked at the long trail of blood on the ground, and smelled the smell of blood in the air that was difficult to hide.

I feel sad.

When Concubine Li was dragged away, she couldn't say anything, except for heart-rending shouts.

It wasn't until a long time that Concubine Li's cry was not heard, and then the queen's bedroom was quiet again.

The palace maids were busy cleaning up the bloodstains, and the queen was also taken down to recuperate.

Now only Duan Xuan was standing under the rockery with the blood stains of Concubine Li.

The sunlight kept changing angles as time passed, and the pillar of light as thin as a cicada's wings hit Duan Xuan's face, and he closed his eyes slightly.

At this time, time seemed to stand still, and I stood not far away and watched Duan Xuan lose his mind, watching the sun cover the blood shed by Concubine Li.

I vaguely heard a few mournful words in the distance.

A seven-pronged exquisite heart, it is not a pity that he fell into the yellow spring.