And it is precisely this attitude that makes Jin Yuwei not get any sense of accomplishment in her, she can't see her fear, she can't see her crying, so she doesn't like it very much.

She couldn't wait to see her kneel and beg for mercy, she couldn't wait to see her cry bitterly, compared to Xiang Tianlai, Jin Yuwei obviously hated Concubine Ye's temperament as a celebrity from a famous family, and this kind of thing was exactly the least likely thing she had.

"Take it away!" Jin Yuwei spoke coldly, stood in place, and ignored Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye was sent back to prison, without Xiang Tianlai here, everything became quiet, silent and even a little terrifying.

Concubine Ye was still shrunk on the bed, hugging her knees, gently stroking her stomach, and couldn't help but miss Ye Xiaotian and Su Mohan a little.

It's been almost half a month, I don't know if Xiaotian has grown taller, I don't know if he misses himself, and Hanwen, I don't know if his appetite is still so big, whether he is still so greedy.

Concubine Ye felt that as a mother, she might be really unqualified, she always made a mess of everything, and she couldn't protect her children or herself.

Concubine Ye turned her head to look out the window, in the quiet corridor, occasionally men patrolling back and forth.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but think of Su Mohan, she missed his embrace a little, the crisp aroma, and the extra warmth.

The scenes of the past appeared in front of her, making her miss him more and more, and she didn't know if he had been anxious for so long, or if he was still thinking about how to rescue her.

Concubine Ye was a little dazed, and she didn't know if she could see him again in this life, if she could see him again, she must tell him that she loved him.

The sky darkened a little, Concubine Ye shrunk on the bed and kept shivering, her face was white, and she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, but she kept trembling, and even her teeth were shivering.

Concubine Ye's brows tightened, and it was getting colder and colder to guard the not big room alone, and there was an indescribable discomfort all over her body, which made her feel very depressed and empty.

Ye Feiqiang opened her eyes, her eyes were also a little blank, and she dragged the quilt on Xiang Tianlai's bed with her body and wrapped it around her body, but it was still cold.

After a while, Sakura's lips began to turn white, and she couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Concubine Ye turned her head to give herself a mouthful of water, and then reached out to probe her forehead.

If you don't burn it, it means that what is used on her body is not the same as Xiang Tianlai's, but why is she so cold.

Time passed minute by minute, but Concubine Ye became more and more uncomfortable, the whole person curled up on the bed sideways, couldn't help but let out a burst of moans, Concubine Ye felt that the cells and blood in her body were screaming, as if there were ants crawling on her.

She couldn't tell the feeling, but it gradually began to make her crazy.

Concubine Ye's hand pulled the sheet tightly, the originally neat sheet was crumpled by her, but it was not enough, she sat up from the bed after a while, roared and threw the quilt on her body to the ground, sat on the edge of the bed and banged her head against the wall.

As if hearing her roar, the patrol officer glanced at her through the window before leaving with a blank face.

A bruise appeared on her forehead, but Concubine Ye couldn't stop hitting the wall, as if this was the only way to relieve her pain and discomfort.

It was completely dark, and she was still alone in the room.