Author: Nanyue Sanqian

Emperor Qingyuan was unreliable, and Han Concubine is now a phoenix with hair falling from her hair.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiong complained: "Mother, you said you are a good concubine, why are you now falling into such a field?"

"Are you blaming me?"

Han Pin has now restored her former appearance, but her favor is gone. What can she do? She thought that the Ghost Gate was her only hope for her to turn over.

But that person has long stopped taking her seriously. What kind of hell is the most important promise, and it is all bullshit.

Her only hope now is the child in Han Ziyan's belly.

But thinking about the future without favor, what can she do if she has a royal heir? The more she thinks about Han Ping, she becomes desperate, and she dare not think about it.

"Now, I have another chance to see the hell gate. If you go and send this token, I will ask him carefully, and whether we mother and daughter?"

Han Ping wiped away her tears and said coldly. After saying that, she took out a hidden token, exactly the same as last time.

"If he is willing to do something for us, let him kill all the enemies this time, the prince, the queen, and especially the little bitch Ye Wu..."

Han Ping said in a fierce voice.

Ye Qiong held the small token in his hand and finally ignited a little bit of hope. Last time those people could take action to hurt Mr. Wuque.

It is not easier to kill the queen and others.

She didn't even think about the subtlety of Han Ping's words. She took the token and left the palace as if she had the straw that had finally turned over.

But they didn't know that if it were the ghost gates of the past, they might have made a promise, but now.

Since Mr. Wuque was the leader of the sect, and there were any disturbances in the hidden stakes in the capital, he naturally told him the first time.

When he got the news and got Ye Qiong's token, he just glanced at it for a few moments and threw it aside.

I didn't want to pay attention to it, but in the end, after late at night, he quietly sneaked into the palace.

He didn't come to recognize his mother. In his eyes, Han Ningyu was just a stranger, and a stranger with a very bad impression.

When he learned of his identity, Wuque was shocked but not touched, and even had some resistance.

He came to meet Han Ping, with only one purpose. What else would she do torture, harm people, or kill people?

Soon, he touched the outer periphery of Han's bedroom, and since the old sect leader was passed on, the skills of Wuque's son Wuque had already quietly.

I saw him floating into the hall like a burst of blue smoke, and the palace maid who was watching at night fainted on the ground.

Behind the curtain, Han Ping immediately felt someone coming. When she turned around, she saw a familiar black robe and a strange ghost mask.

"It's you?"

Han Ping didn't expect that the man would come to see her in person, so he hurriedly got up from the bed.

Wuque took out the previous token and slowly threw it in front of Han. With a clang, it seemed particularly crisp in this quiet night.

"What's the meaning?"

Han Ping looked at the token on the ground and asked, "When you took the child away, didn't you promise me that you could do two things for me unconditionally? The first thing was to help me kill Ye Wu's bitch lover, and the second thing was to kill Ye Wu and the queen. Why can't you do anything? Have you forgotten the childbirth pain I suffered for you back then?"

The more Han talked, the more excited he became, and he could not feel the emotional changes in the people in front of him.

From the beginning to the numbness of the moment.

"If you don't help me with your work, then you let me see the child back then. I am also a mother, and I will miss him day and night. Can I see him?"

Concubine Han turned to beg.
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