C8 (1/2)
Xi Mohan brought the extremely weak Lian Qingzhi back to the Imperial Palace and placed her within the secluded Hua Qing Palace. In Hua Qing Palace, only Long Piaopiao, a palace maid, attended to her.
Long Piaopiao covered his mouth and continued to cry. She scolded, ”Empress, you are a fool, you are a fool, the emperor likes the Empress Liu. He will never treat you well in his life, never in his life!”
Lian Qingzhi's face paled, not because of Long Piaopiao's scolding, but because she heard someone walk in.
Xi Mohan swept a glance at Long Piaopiao, who was so frightened that his legs went limp, and shouted with a single word, ”Scram!”
Long Piaopiao withdrew with a body covered in cold sweat, Lian Qingzhi heaved a sigh of relief.
Xi Mohan's expression did not change at all, ”Lian Er, do you also think that we don't like you?”
Lian Qingzhi shook his head, ”I don't know, I have never been liked before, so I don't know what kind of liking is.”
”Then you regret it. Do you like me?” Xi Mohan continued to ask, her phoenix eyes flashed with an overbearing coldness.
Lian Qingzhi kept quiet, his hazy eyes did not have the slightest trace of spirit, Xi Mohan pulled her into his embrace, his voice cold: ”If you dare to say that you regret it, you're dead!”
When Lian Qingzhi heard his childish words, she smiled slightly. The pain in his heart started to spread layer after layer.
Lord, why didn't you allow Lian Er to regret falling in love with you?
Lord, if the person you love is Empress Liu, why would you care about Lian Er's feelings?
Perhaps, he really liked her a little? She humbly thought, biting her lips and allowing him to hug her.
In the blink of an eye, it was produced by the Empress Liu.
The imperial palace held a grand banquet for the young prince's full moon wine.
”Esteemed Empress, that firework was so beautiful. After it exploded in the sky, it turned into a magnificent chrysanthemum …”
Long Piaopiao looked at the stiff Lian Qingzhi, and suddenly felt sad. She lowered her head and pulled Lian Qingzhi's sleeves.
”Esteemed Empress, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …”
Lian Qingzhi caressed her hair and her hoarse voice softly consoled her, ”Silly girl, when did you ever let me down? I'm the one who let you down and let you live with me in a place like this. ”
Long Piaopiao cried sorrowfully, as she had truly let Lian Qingzhi down.
Long Piaopiao was Liu Susu's man. From the moment she had begun to serve Lian Qingzhi, she had been his woman.
Only, this chess piece, Liu Susu had always been useless. This time, when she used it, she gave Lian Qingzhi a fatal strike.
The little prince was dead, and his death was very strange. He was not sick or in pain, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.
When they arrived at Hua Qing Palace, Long Piaopiao refused to go in even if he had to die. Lian Qingzhi sat at the side and said lightly, ”Wandering, let them search!”