Emperor Xuntian's hot lips were close to the side of Concubine Hong's face, and his ears were rubbing with her eyes and expressing her most longing for hope.

All night, I was fascinated by Emperor Xuntian in the pool of beauties. I was fortunate to be selected. Under the stimulation of alcohol, a happy madness flashed in my eyes.

She entered the palace at the age of 14 and is 18 this year.

In four years, the little girl from Qing Yuchi sat to Hongfei's position. Others were envious of others, but only she knew that she lived like a thin ice, and she seized a glimmer of hope on the brink of life and death several times.

Qing Yuchi's name is as elegant as jade, but it is actually dirty. How many girls spend a night like purgatory there and fail to see the rising sun.

After staying with Emperor Xuntian for four years, she still couldn't understand the temper of this king. No one could understand the woman in the harem. Perhaps only the dead queen had completely figured out the details and knew that she could not break free, so she used death in exchange for freedom.

Concubine Hong's thoughts flashed, and her little hand wanted to refuse and greet her. She touched the big hand that was wandering on her body and murmured shyly: "Your Majesty is so bad, you are joking again. I will help Your Majesty back to the bedroom to rest."

"Hong Fei has thought it through clearly? If you miss tonight, you may not have another chance."

Emperor Xuntian pinched his perky peach buttocks and pushed the handle forward.

Concubine Hong, who was tempted again, staggered a few steps and fell in front of the queen's spiritual throne. There is no absolutely simple woman in the deep courtyard of the harem, and having no ambition is tantamount to seeking death.

Looking at the word "Emperor" and "Empress", my heart beat twice more. Adjust your posture and kneel on the cushion. Like the concubines of objects, maintaining an attractive posture is one of the necessary survival rules.

During the adjustment process, I saw the blood staining her gauze skirt red, and I couldn't tell whether it was Li Mo's blood or the blood of Dead Yinggu.

The strong desire for survival suddenly diluted the desire, and changed from the attitude of originally planning to petition the dead to kneeling down.

Concubine Hong could not understand the thoughts of Emperor Yutian. She didn't know whether it would be better to go on and stand up in time and panic.

I can only choose to learn from Prince Yukaku and kneel down in a proper manner.

"What do you mean by kneeling down and not getting up?" Emperor Xuntian sneered a few times, his tone turned deeper, and scolded: "It turns out that Guang'er is really blaming me, I blame me for not appearing here."

The spearhead came back, and Ning Guang replied in a trembling voice: "My son dare not."

"Now Guang'er said that your mother has left for eight years and Concubine Hong wants to replace her. Is she qualified?"

The ambitions that men and women have made up for being coquettish in joy were repeatedly opened by Emperor Yutian, and the core was frequently revealed.

Concubine Hong was in a complicated mood. Emperor Xuntian had only one only son and had already made him the crown prince.

If the prince has the beauty of becoming an adult, it would be better, but things are far from simple as the surface. Although the temptation of Emperor Yutian is hidden very deeply, it is not difficult to find out if you observe carefully.

"My son is obeying the will of the father."

As he made a concession, a cold gaze as a blade cut off the Hongfei's sneak shot.

"Ha, Guang'er agrees, let's ask Hongfei."

Sweat soaked in the tulle skirt, her body was flawless and worried, and she replied in fear: "I don't dare."

"I dare not kneel down there, it's so fake."

It was as if the child was unintentional, and he muttered softly from Xiao Aya's mouth.

"Princess Xiqing is here, so Xiqing is the one who likes me the most. Concubine Hong rushed around and disturbed the prince's ancestor worship. She dragged her limbs in the afternoon and dug off her eyes to feed the dogs guarding her. She treated her eyes as decorations, and I would like to make up for them."

The decree was issued, and Concubine Hong was as if she had lost her parents. She crawled to the feet of Emperor Xuntian with all her limbs and begged: "Your Majesty, I know that I am wrong."

Emperor Xuntian raised his hand and moved his index finger, and the cuff of the dragon robe gently stroked the flowery face of Concubine Hong.

The shadow guard who held Li Mo turned around and waved his knife, cutting off the right hand of Hongfei who grabbed the purple gold leather boots.

The slender jade hand rolled down beside the corpse. Concubine Hong's first reaction was not to scream in panic, but to grit her teeth and endure the severe pain, crawl out half a meter behind to prevent blood from spurting on Emperor Xuntian.

Use your hands to block the wound that was squirting blood, and your heart was ashamed. I just hope that I could die faster and avoid disasters to my relatives.

"Father, there is too much blood flowing in the ancestral hall tonight."

Concubine Hong never expected that Ning Guang would plead for him.

"Okay, today is the death day of Guanger's mother. Let's do what Guanger wants and drive Hongfei into Jingxin Pavilion!"

Before being dragged away, Concubine Hong kowtowed to Ning Guang thankfully. Blood spread across her eyes, the wound hurts and her eyes are very thorny, but she doesn't care. It's better to have a cold palace than to die without a complete body.

Compared to Emperor Xuntian's strange and ruthless mind, Prince Xunguang's nature is as clean as the clear spring water in the mountains, and advocates benevolence and governing the country.

I remember that on New Year's Day shortly after she entered the palace, the prince who had just turned 11 years old sat under the cherry blossom tree in Jinguang Hall and cried. It is said that the queen died under the tree.

No one dared to come forward to persuade him, only two people were with him. Li Mo, who was not far away, also had a cute little girl named Lu Anru.

The little girl took out the New Year gift she made herself and gave it to Prince Uzumaki twice, but the prince refused to accept it.

The little girl stuffed it into his arms for the third time and said angrily: "Please, you know what you do in the first day of the new year, and you will continue your luck all year round. You want your mother to worry about you after she dies, and you are so embarrassing."

The prince who has always doted on the little girl got angry at her for the first time and asked her to leave.

I heard that after the little girl left, the prince cried alone all night, holding the gift from the little girl in his arms.

Now I think everyone has a precious pure land in their hearts, with cherished memories hidden and cannot be touched by others. Alas, they should have controlled their greed and escaped.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Emperor Xuntian left with evil spirits and everything returned to peace.

Ning Guang leaned over and dusted off the dust of his trouser legs, knelt back to the front of the spiritual position, closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently.

Li Mo dragged Ying to protect the body, summoned his subordinates to deal with it, fetched water and threw wet towels himself, and wiped it across every corner of the ground. More than ten basins of blood were poured out, and the ancestral hall was restored as if it were the same.

But Li Mo knew that if the ground was dirty, you could wipe it, and if someone died, you could buried it. Some wounds were scratched in Ning Guang's heart and could never be healed.

"Brother Uzumaki, the concubine just now is so too much. She must have deliberately led His Majesty over."

Xiao Aya risked his life to help Ning Guang deal with things. How could she continue to be silent and accompany her? She must maximize her interests.

Ning Guang frowned slightly and refused to reply.

Xiao Aya was bored, and in her depression, the old lady's persuasion appeared in her mind again, and she decided to work harder.

"Brother Uzumaki is so kind. She is so bad. Brother Uzumaki has repeatedly pleaded with her. Aya will learn more from Brother Uzumaki in the future."

Still quiet, the needle fell, and there was no reply.

When she was about to fall asleep, Ning Guang stopped reciting silently and said lightly: "It's time to learn more."

The cold reply was filled with a gun and a stick, and Xiao Aya's mind buzzed and she was angry. She didn't mind being a licking dog, at least she had to lick the right place.

In her opinion, Ning Guang used the method of retreating to advance to push the blame to Concubine Hong. In the end, pleading for mercy had nothing to do with kindness, but just thinking that the other party's blood would not stain his mother's ancestral hall.

From this point of view, Ning Guang is not much nobler than her.
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