"I didn't curse him, Si Yitian is not dead, what is buried in the imperial tomb is a ghost corpse with a pitch-black body, whether it is the form of the bones or the age, it is impossible for Si Yitian to be alive. As a ghost fetus, Si Yitian happened to live in a corner of the Five Elements Continent, and he had been silently watching us for the past five years. ”

Concubine Yuan's face moved: "What you said is true?" Is Yi Tian still alive? He is alive, why didn't he come to me? He is alive, why did he watch me suffer in the palace, I was bullied by you in the palace, and he didn't stand up to save me? ”

“……”

Listening to Concubine Yuan's concerns, Ye Luo suddenly wanted to laugh.

In the world, there is such a woman who always feels that the fault is not in herself, even if she does something vicious, she feels extremely wronged, and she feels that it is someone else's fault. And Concubine Yuan is this kind of person, and she is also a leader.

"Old witch, I think what you should be worried about is whether the fact that you are a ghost mother will leak."

Ye Luo's golden eyes darkened, and his voice became cold, "Now, the imperial court and the Nine Palace Temple are making a big call to kill the ghost mother, and even the fire sacrifice ghost mother. You have been in the palace for so many years, and you must have made a lot of enemies. I believe that in this palace, there must be many old people who still remember that the king of Yi was born by stepping on a lotus, and remember that when you gave birth to the king of Yi, you almost died of a blood collapse, and all the symptoms are exactly the same as when the ghost mother gave birth to a ghost fetus. ”

Concubine Yuan finally began to panic, every time Ye Luo said a word, the expression on her face became frightened, her godless eyes fluttered, and beads of sweat the size of beans gradually appeared on her forehead, rolling down her cheeks.

"I, Ye Luo, an outsider who has just entered King's Landing City for less than a year, can imagine that the king of Yi is a ghost fetus and you are a ghost mother just by these clues. I don't believe it, those women in the harem who are scheming, like to think about it, and send people to spy on them everywhere, will not see it, can't think of it! ”

With Ye Luo's words, Concubine Yuan's body trembled more and more.

Ye Luo's words did not stop: "You took the Sansheng Ghost Flower, and your body produced symptoms of ghosting, and there are so many maids and servants in the entire Yonghe Palace, will things not be able to spread?" If it weren't for me and Yu Gang today, pulling out 90% of the ghost qi in your body and removing your fangs, I believe that within three days, you would have died in this deep palace without a place to be buried! ”

Concubine Yuan's body curled up into a ball, trembling incessantly. Her face was completely distorted, and a strange cry came out of her throat that bordered on whimpering.

She knew that what Ye Luo said just now was by no means alarmist.

From the time she entered the palace to the present, especially when she was pregnant with the queen of Yi, there has always been no shortage of people in this harem who want to harm her. For example, Empress Wei, such as a group of foxy concubines and beauties attached to Empress Wei, and even Concubine An, one of the four concubines.

After so many years of harem struggle, she has long been alone, in the harem, except for friends who are enemies, she has long had no friends to help and rely on, so the other concubines are her enemies.

Now she is deep in the swamp and lonely.

No, it's not!

She is not alone, although her son is dead, she still has an adopted son! Si Yutian!

"Yutian!"

Concubine Yuan sat up suddenly, stretched out her hands, grabbed Si Yutian's sleeve tightly, and stared at him earnestly,