Tick, Tick...

Warm blood fell drop by drop on the blue-gray bricks and stones, flowing along the cracks of the bricks, smudged a piece of smoke-cyan skirt.

Chu Qianning slowly opened his eyes, and the crescent-shaped birthmark that slid across the corner of his eyes, looked even more weird and enchanting under the dim candlelight.

The air emitted a strong smell of blood, which made the palace maids guarding the side frown.

However, Chu Qianning himself had a faint expression, his eyes were dull and silent.

She has been imprisoned in the palace for a long time. At first, she was determined to live, but now she is determined to die.

No one is extremely sad, only death can be solved.

In a trance, she seemed to hear the gentle and affectionate voice again, and expressed her deep affection to her. He said, "Ning'er, although I am a prince, I am really lucky to be your wife."

"As a husband and wife, you don't have to be so restrained. Just call me in private. Apart from your mother, there has never been any other woman calling me like you."

"The country is too heavy and the imperial power is majestic. I had no intention of this. Now that I have to accompany you, I am happy to add fragrance to the red sleeves under the flowers and the moon."

That year, they had just married.

He was the second prince who was not favored in the palace, and she was the cousin who was dependent on others in the Shangshu Mansion.

The first meeting next to the hisamura flowers was in brocade clothes, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a bright and intoxicating tone. "The morning glow reflects the sun but is not beautiful, and the coral shines on the water. The thousand-leaf hibiscus is similar, and the hundred lanterns are shining again..."

A song "Fu Fu" surprised her talents and knowledge, and then she was unforgettable.

She was so happy that she could not help herself when she married him as her wife.

After all, even if he is not favored by Emperor Jing You, he is a prince after all. Her parents are dead, and she has no family background and has no family background, so she will inevitably feel inferior.

She always thought about being able to accompany him, but as for her position, she never cared about it.

But he overcomes all difficulties and marry her into the mansion, and devotes himself to her position as the official concubine. From then on, he shares honor and disgrace with both honor and disgrace and has no doubts about love.

But later, the former emperor was in a mess and the court was in turmoil, and he finally embarked on the road to fighting for the throne.

"Ning'er, wait for me to come back..."

This is the last thing he said to her before he left.

So, Chu Qian waited for three years for the sentence Feng Jun picked up.

Three years...

The black hair is like frost, and tears turn into blood.

Finally, he finally led his army to attack the imperial city and killed Emperor Jingyou who had imprisoned her for many years, but he had not picked her up from Youyue Palace for a long time.

In this place closest to the cold palace, she forced an ironed heart into a piece of ice.

At that time, she realized that Feng Junxi was not forced to embark on the road to fighting for the throne, but that he had been on this road from the very beginning.

The husband and wife are loving and holding their faces together, but they are just a means to deceive the world by flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Only by making everyone believe that Chu Qianning is really the treasure in Feng Jun’s palm that Emperor Jingyou chose to keep her in Kyoto and let him out of the city with peace of mind.

Because she herself, she thought that holding her would be like holding Feng Jun's handle.

But in fact, they were all wrong.

Fengjun picked up...

He is a heartless person.

She married him as her wife and accompanied her for several years, but she never received any pity from him.

Once she succeeded, she became an abandoned son.

Even, it must be eliminated.

Her existence is equivalent to reminding the world at all times how Fengjun got the throne now. Although those who accomplish great things are not careful, this will damage his wisdom as an emperor.

So, from the day he left Kyoto, her ending was already destined.

This waiting is hopeless...

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Squeak-

The mottled and thick palace door was slowly opened, and when you see it, a piece of tender pink tassel skirt came in a gentle manner, with a burst of floral fragrance.

The visitor lowered his eyes and looked at the down-and-out woman kneeling on the ground. Her elegant and elegant face was filled with a hint of pity, and her voice spoke sweetly and softly, "Cousin, don't be fine."

The familiar voice caused a slight fluctuation in Chu Qianning's beautiful eyes that were in silence.

She raised her head suddenly, touching her body with whip marks, and the biting pain in her heart reminded her that what she saw in front of her was not an illusion.

The girl was wearing a light pink gauze skirt, and the moon was pouring on the ground behind her, making her look hazy and more charming than before.

That face...

Chu Qianning is so familiar with him.

Rong Jinqing!

The second daughter of Rong Jing, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, is also her cousin.

But how could she be here?! My uncle was demoted from Beijing, and she should be far away from Qinchuan, so why did she appear in the palace?

"Why is cousin's expression?" Rong Jinqing frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in her beautiful almond eyes. "I thought you would be very happy when you meet sisters..."

Her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and Chu Qian stared at the person in front of her with resentment. Her eyes were red, but she forced herself to prevent tears from falling, and even blue veins appeared on her forehead.

From the moment I saw Rong Jinqing, the carefully buried truths had already broken through the ground.

She is the only one who realizes it later.

Back then, her parents were accidentally buried in the fire, and she was lucky enough to escape, and then she was taken to the Shangshu Mansion by her uncle.

My aunt is cold and my elder sister is noble, and she is not close to them.

However, Rong Jinqing was relieved and accompanied her every day, accompanying her out of the heartache of losing her close relatives.

Therefore, she is grateful to her and has many favors to her.

In order to protect her, she even refused to fight against her elder sister, and had a fight with the big room, but in the end, what did she get in the end...

Deceive, exploit.

The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit.

She has heard this sentence since she was a child, but she only understands it thoroughly until today.

It turns out that Rong Jing’s solemnity is fake, Rong Jinqing’s deep sisterly love is also fake, and Feng Jun’s special love is even more fake...

From beginning to end, only the heart she gave was real.

"Haha...haha..." Chu Qianning suddenly laughed, with tears on his face, and slowly flowing down with blood on his face, and his whole body looked extremely embarrassed.

She laughed at herself, surrounded by tigers and wolves, but she didn't know it.

She only regretted her incompetence when she fell into such a field.

Rong Jinqing squatted down slowly, with a ringing around her waist, which was crisp and pleasant. "My cousin has always been full of charm, but she has not changed her ambition with her sword and axe. Now she is so embarrassed, she is really different from the past."

She took out the light pink silk and gently wiped away the blood on Chu Qianning's face. When she saw the blood-red crescent birthmark at the corner of her eyes, Rong Jinqing's movements couldn't help but pause.

"I came today to congratulate my cousin." She lowered her eyes and smiled, with a pretty face. "Your Majesty has drafted an order to adopt me as a concubine, and the enthronement ceremony will be held in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qianning's laughter gradually stopped.

At this point, Rong Jinqing thought she still cared about this?

The heart is full of holes, and I am not afraid of being careless about adding another scar to the blade.

Rong Jing'an, who was in front of the horse and behind the horse, worked hard for Fengjun, helped him eliminate dissidents and helped him plan a great cause. He naturally deserved to give it to him just a concubine.

As if dissatisfied with Chu Qianning's sudden calmness, Rong Jinqing winked at the palace maid. The latter understood and raised the whip in his hand and slapped her hard.

The scarred body was already weak and vulnerable. It was swept by the whip wind and fell softly to the ground.

Chu Qianning's breathing was so painful that the wound was pulled, but it seemed that it was not as good as the one in his heart.

Seeing the whip soaked in salt water hit Chu Qianning, Rong Jinqing's anger did not diminish, but instead became more and more intense.

Because Chu Qianning was smiling at her.

With such a calm and gentle smile, Rong Jinqing was so angry that she trembled all over.

Why?!

How could she still laugh?

Lying motionlessly on the ground, Chu Qianning listened to the sound of the whip whipping on her body, watched the bright red and warm blood flow slowly, wetting the dark red liquid that had dried up and solidified in the cracks of the bricks.

She thought that Rong Jinqing probably didn't know that these punishments were really worth mentioning compared to those used by Emperor Youdi Fengchi in the future.

In the three years she was imprisoned in Youyue Palace, except for the first year she lived a peaceful life, she lived in fear and horror every day for the next two years.

Feng Chi knew that she was good at singing and dancing, so she ordered people to break her tendons and remove her nails.

It is difficult to grow muscles and bones, but the nails will grow again.

So he waited for her fingers to grow and then ordered the person to pull them out, and repeated this.
Chapter completed!