Qing Jiu was woken up by the unpleasant smell of sulfur. She wanted to open her eyes, but found that her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all.
The smell of sulfur in her nose was so strong that she almost suffocated.
She turned over hard, but felt her body hit something cold.
Shrinking back, the cold feeling temporarily sobered her head. She opened her eyes with all her strength. Her vision was hazy at first, and then gradually became clear. The first thing that caught the snake's eyes was a figure made of cold iron.
The iron cage and the fine iron bars couldn't even get out of such a slender snake body. She looked at the iron cage made of thousands of years of cold iron and the gravel-like sulfur spread under her, and she felt an inexplicable chill all over her body.
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Not long ago, she clearly experienced the threat of the thousand-year cold iron, as evidenced by her half-broken fang at this moment.
What this snake fears most is sulfur, but she is lying on the sulfur at this moment, and she can even feel the snake scales on her body starting to soften.
When she saw the ghost face before she fell into coma, she shivered all over. The palace maid wore a ghost mask, but even so, she still recognized who she was.
Her waist was too soft, and not long before she was arrested, she had just seen a woman twisting her waist and dancing. The way she walked like that, there was no one else but Concubine Lan.
Moreover, what surprised her even more was that Concubine Lan was actually good at martial arts!
Thinking of when she was in the imperial study room, Concubine Lan raised her head, and in her dazed moment, she grabbed seven inches of her body accurately and viciously, and then she was locked in this iron cage covered with sulfur.
Passed out from the smoke.
"Hiss..." She called out, but no one paid attention to her.
The location where she is at the moment should be Concubine Lan's bedroom, surrounded by plain gauze curtains.
And between the translucent gauze curtains, she could see at a glance that on a soft couch ten steps away, Concubine Lan was reclining on it, with a charming and charming face, except that her face was expressionless at this moment.
Or perhaps, it's a bone-deep chill.
And in this palace, except for her, there was no one else at the moment.
"Hiss, hiss..." Why did you catch me?
She wanted to ask, but when she finished speaking, she remembered that this woman was not like Xiao Qi who could understand what she meant.
Drooping her little head in depression, she couldn't help but grind her teeth.
"Ha!" Concubine Lan seemed to have seen her waking up, and sneered, slowly walked down from the soft couch, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and walked towards Qing Jiu step by step.
Well, if she just walked over like this, forget it.
But she was holding an exquisite dagger in her hand.
The dagger was unsheathed, and the sharp blade glowed with a chilling light in the candlelight.
With a flash of cold light, Qing Jiuzhe's face slowly changed, but it only changed for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure.
She watched quietly as Concubine Lan walked up to her, looked down at her trapped in the palm-sized iron cage, and snorted: "Fire snake?"
"..." Qing Jiu spit out the snake letter, clearly seeing a trace of crazy jealousy in her eyes.
"Why are you more important than me? Why is it that even though that woman is dead, he still doesn't have me in his eyes! Now, an ugly snake like you is allowed to crawl onto my head! Damn it!"
Concubine Lan's originally beautiful face turned ferocious because of jealousy, her almond-shaped eyes stared at Qing Jiu, and murderous intent flashed through her eyes, "I will kill you now! Look how you still dominate the emperor!"
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A sharp sound pierced the palace, and the dagger in her hand followed the sound and stabbed Qing Jiu's snake body!