
Qin Ruojiu, who was lying on the ground, looked at Zhuo Ying and smiled and said softly, “Zhuo Ying, let go of me, I do not want to make things difficult for you.
Zhuo Ying immediately explained, “Onspect, you are innocent, this is all Consort Lan's actions. This is all Consort Lan's fault. Now that the Emperor knows it, he will never punish you again. Let me take you out now!”
“It's okay .. I'm just fine ...” Qin Ruojiu smiled, but her tears kept dripping. How could he be fine after being subjected to such torture ….
“Egypt ...”
A while later, Qin Ruojiu's gaze darkened and his body seemed to be numb.
Inside the Xiaoyang Pavilion.
The pale-faced concubine Lan was kneeling on the floor. Forehead sweating.
Earlier, he heard that Emperor Zhaolie was coming to see him. She was already wearing a pink robe and dressed herself as pretty as a blossoming flower. He also grabbed her hair and stabbed a few flower buds over her hair.
But he had not expected, all the beauty he had imagined was not happening, even from the moment he was summoned until now, he continued to kneel on the floor. Emperor Zhaolie not only looked at him with cruel eyes as if he was about to kill him, but also did not say a single word.
Not feeling it, 2 hours had already passed and Consort Lan's mouth started to feel dry and her head had also started to get dizzy. His kneeling feet were also numb.
Consort Lan already couldn't bear it, but she also felt fear. Finally he opened his mouth and asked in a slightly quivering voice, “Emperor ... actually what is my fault?”
Kang Yong who heard the question immediately smiled coldly and then looked ruthlessly at him. He suddenly stood up and said in a cynical tone, “What? Have you not remembered all this time? Demon Concubine, what have you done to Yuan Ran? What have you done to my son?”
“Your heart is cruel, to the extent that you can use this way to harm my son, besides, you also hurt Yuan Ran to the point of suffering like this. You, really must die.”
“No, Emperor, no, I didn't do that. It's all the Queen's deeds, nothing to do with me.” Consort Lan hugged Kang Yong's leg and cried begging him.
“No relation with you?” Kang Yong narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “You know why I keep telling you to kneel and not punish you? I want you to admit it yourself, it's not unexpected that you don't want to admit it yourself and instead blame others. My patience is over.”
“Emperor ...”
“Servant, come quickly, bring out this demonic woman, cut off her two hands that like to harm that person. Then take him to the holding cell and don't let him out again.”
Well God, how could his hands be cut off and he put himself in a holding cell? Thinking up to that, Consort Lan was frightened to the point of not daring to say anything. After a moment, he could only say in a low voice, “Emperor ...”
Back then Emperor Zhaolie had already relayed his orders and his face looked gloomy. Right, this woman herself is ruining her own way of life. This was all his own fault and not the fault of Emperor Zhaolie.
After being unconscious for 3 days, Qin Ruolie finally woke up.
When Qin Ruolie was unconscious, she continued to dream about her being tortured by Emperor Zhaolie. Sometimes he who was unconscious could make a sound of pain and frown. The nightmare kept him locked up in the incident.
In his dream, he walked alone on an endless stretch of snow with a shivering body at night. He tried to scream for help, but no sound came out of his mouth.
He felt very helpless in an empty place without any of those people. He only remembered there were bad people who kept chasing him so he kept running and did not dare to stop.