When Qingyu heard this, her petite body struggled vigorously, and she tried hard to pounce on Liu Xiaoxiao, who was kneeling in the middle of the courtyard, but was held by the two palace ladies behind her.

"Qingyu, you listen to me, hurry up, hurry up!ah..."

Liu Xiaoxiao just said such a simple sentence, and the green clothes actually whipped up and fell again, and gave Liu Xiaoxiao a whip again, and sneered: "Jieyu Niangniang, how many times have the slaves and maids told you, in front of the slaves and maids, you want to call yourself the palace, you say, this whip, you have been wronged?"

When Liu Xiaoxiao heard this, he gritted his teeth and did not answer.

"Ahh

The green clothes were whipped down again, and then gave Liu Xiaoxiao a whip, and continued to sneer: "Niangniang didn't answer the slave maid, the slave maid could only be regarded as the maid and didn't remember it, so she had to offend." ”

"Ahh

Whip by whip, like raindrops falling on Liu Xiaoxiao's back, she has always been like this, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, but such a temperament, living in the harem, is inevitably wronged.

"Niangniang, Niangniang..." Qingyu was helpless, so she could only struggle to kneel, tears crackling down.

"Ahh

Qingyu saw that she was helpless, a lightning bolt flashed in her heart, right now, I am afraid that there is only one person who can save their mother, thinking of this, she did not hesitate, and struggled to disappear with a smoke.

Qingyu walked out of Guangyang Palace, his already heavy head was even heavier, and his body swayed, but he vaguely recognized the route and stumbled towards Changle Palace.

At this moment, Fu Ming was holding the newly promoted Concubine Shuming, and on the big bed where Liu Xiaoxiao had been lying last night, she was venting her dissatisfaction and desires hard.

There was a heavy gasp in the Changle Palace, and the concubine was already begging for mercy and moaning!

"Slave ... Slave maid Yutang palace maid... Qingyu... ... Ask to see the king..."

At this moment, Qingyu's clothes were soaked, his face was pale, his originally cherry-like lips were covered with thrilling cracks, and the whole person knelt crookedly, constantly hitting the ground with his flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Xiao Fuzi patted the dust on his body, strode in front of Qingyu, looked at the blood that kept flowing out of her forehead, seemed to be moved by compassion, and said slowly: "Qingyu girl, you go back first, the king will not have time to see you." ”

Qingyu was like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw, a pair of dusty hands grabbed Xiao Fuzi's shirt fiercely, and said incoherently: "Fu Gonggong, Fu Gonggong, the slave begs you, you let the slave and maid see the king, the slave begs you, the slave and the maid really have something extremely important, please, Fu Gonggong." ”

Xiao Fuzi seemed to have finally lost his patience, and with a lift of his leg, he kicked the already weak Qingyu half a meter away, spat it, and said: "My father-in-law kindly persuaded you, if you don't listen to the persuasion, don't blame my father-in-law for being ruthless." ”

When the words fell, he looked back slightly, glanced at the few little eunuchs behind him, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and get out, do you have to wait until the king does it himself?"

When a few sturdy eunuchs heard this, they beat and kicked together, wanting to drive Qingyu out of the Changle Palace.

"Your Majesty... The king... Qingyu begged to see the king, ah... Ahh

"Your Majesty... Yes...... The king... Please, the king, go and save my mother, you... If you don't go, my mother will be... I'm going to die... The king... Your Majesty...."

But at this time, the heavy wheezing sound in the Changle Hall and the louder moans for mercy suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew gently, and a lilac figure appeared in front of Qingyu, who had been beaten beyond recognition.

Fu Ming swept over with a look, everyone's hearts jumped, Qingyu gradually eased up, but he only felt dizzy, unable to raise the slightest strength, the figure lying on the ground was covered with blood, he tried to raise his head, and squeezed out six words from between his teeth: "Guang... Gwangyang Palace... Save...... ..."

After saying these words, Qingyu seemed to have finally fulfilled his wish, closed his eyes heavily, Fu Ming was the master of the underworld, but he saw that a trace of Qingyu's soul gradually peeled out of his body, he knew that it was irretrievable, and he glanced at Xiao Fuzi fiercely, and his body immediately turned into a black brilliance and disappeared above the Guangyang Palace.

In the Changle Palace, Concubine Shuming was naked, and her fair skin like mutton fat jade still had the unique cold breath of Fu Ming, as well as the traces of love left by Fu Ming, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

To be able to achieve such a position today, she also worked hard. Cuizhi was arranged by Liu Xiaoxiao's side early in the morning, which led to the destruction of Liu Xiaoxiao's Jifu. Even the night before, she planned to summon another concubine to sleep in Fu Ming, which was also arranged by her.

Others may not be able to see it, but Hua Yaorui knows that Fu Ming looks at Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, unlike others, if he wants to get Fu Ming's favor, he has to suppress Liu Xiaoxiao, he calculates step by step, but he never thinks that he is still being cheated by his pig-like teammates.

She gently pulled the outer shirt under her body, a trace of essence flashed in her eyes, and she sneered: "Princess, princess, you are stupid like this, you are really likeable!"

Fu Ming's figure flickered, but in the next moment, he came to the garden of Guangyang Palace. From a distance, he saw that the palace maid in charge of Zhixue was beating Liu Xiaoxiao, who was kneeling on the ground and crumbling covered in blood, and Cuizhi beside Liu Xiaoxiao was also embarrassed.

Fu Ming didn't have time to say anything, with a wave of his big hand, a strong wind galloped out, and the blade-like wind cut off the slender wrists of the green clothes in unison, so fast that even the blood had not time to flow out. On the bright ground, I saw a bloody hand tightly holding a bloody long whip.

Fu Ming's figure flickered and came to Liu Xiaoxiao's side, gently holding her in his arms.

"Liu'er, Liu'er!" his voice became sharp again.

Falling into Fu Ming's warm embrace, smelling the unique cold fragrance on his body, somehow, a trace of warmth appeared in Liu Xiaoxiao's heart, a trace of indescribable security, his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he spit out bloody red lips: "Fu... Fu Ming, you... Here you come..."

Before the words fell, she only felt that the pain in her body had reached a certain moment, and the skin of her body could no longer support it, and she closed her eyes heavily.

But at this time, Xiaofuzi finally arrived.

As soon as Fu Ming saw him, his heart became angry, if it wasn't for his bad idea, how could he hurt Liu'er like this, that Qingyu was so heartfelt, how should he explain to Liu'er.