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Chapter 1841: A Tragic Drama 16

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Feiyan's heart became cold. She felt like she was wearing thin clothes and being raging by the strong winter wind. The coldness penetrated every inch of her skin, attacking all her pores, entering bit by bit, until it froze her already slow body.

Blood.

"That's it!" Fei Yan said with a wry smile. Only this time did she realize that she didn't know at which moment she fell in love with the cold-blooded man in front of her.

What else did Shangguan Minghao want to say? He was filled with anger and love for Fei Yan's indifference. If Fei Yan had given him a platform, I'm afraid he wouldn't have let Fei Yan fall into such a situation, but there was no what if.[

When the Queen Mother heard Feiyan's admission, she immediately changed her face and said, "Come here, pull me out and hit the twenty-big board again. In front of the Emperor, you don't even use honorifics. You just use me, me, me!" The Queen Mother just picked some questions and asked them.

On Feiyan.

Shangguan Minghao wanted to say something else, but Ping Cai Ren cooperated with the Queen Mother at the right time, "Your Majesty, it hurts, why does it hurt again!" Shangguan Minghao looked at Fei Yan's stubborn eyes, turned around and was taken away by Ping Cai Ren again.

consciousness.

Shangguan Minghao spoke softly and blew Ping Cai's wrapped hands, but he didn't see Ping Cai's triumphant smile when he looked at Fei Yan.

She remembered that she had gone to the Queen Mother first in the morning and the strategy the Queen Mother had told her. At that time, the Queen Mother could have said to her: "Don't you want to know your status in the eyes of the Emperor? And he also punished Concubine Yan's influence, so everyone who followed her mother could

Why not play this game!"

So, she followed the Queen Mother's words and acted out such a scene with the Queen Mother.

The snow outside was falling harder and harder. Fei Yan gritted her teeth and did not make a sound. The cold wooden stick cruelly hit Fei Yan on her buttocks. With the nostalgia of the snow, it followed Fei Yan's heart.

As soon as she fell, Fei Yan's frostbite in this winter had made her body bones not very good. Now these twenty sticks came down, twenty sticks were solid. Even though Fei Yan was holding on and not screaming, the plum blossoms in front of her eyes became more and more red.

Blurred, the branches were covered with snowflakes swept by the wind, just like her buttocks that had been beaten and bleeding. The blood at this moment was quickly covered by the snowflakes.

Consciousness finally broke away.

Shangguan Minghao also worked for a while. When he raised his head again and looked at the increasingly heavy snow outside, his heart tightened and he saw that Feiyan's hand that had just been supporting it actually dropped down, and he rushed over with a sprint.

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