She was so confident that she was begging for mercy, but she was very calm in her heart.
Qingcang ignored it and asked another question, "Who helped you enter the house this time?"
No matter how capable she is, she is just a little concubine beside him. She is also a dancer. Without the protection of her mother-in-law, how can she have the ability to enter and exit the palace freely? She still avoids Jiang Yuebin's attention, which has to make him look sideways.
Who is Jiang Yuebin? He is the number one counselor in the palace and his most trusted confidant. It is not an easy task to hide this from his eyes and ears.
"This..." Wan'er shook her body and gritted her teeth, "I can't say anything." Thinking of that gloomy figure, her back felt cold.
"You really don't want to tell me?" Qing Cang became interested. How could such a vain woman keep a secret? It's really ridiculous.
"I really can't tell you, just punish me." Wan'er thought of the man's cruel methods and refused to speak even after being beaten to death.
"Forget it, don't tell me. I can find out." A trace of anger flashed in Qingcang's eyes. She was really looking for death. She was so sure that he would not touch her? "But you dare to disobey my order and act arrogantly. We will not tolerate you."
If you do, I will fulfill your desire to die."
The geese plucking their feathers, and the people leaving their voices, there is nothing that cannot be found out, it just takes a little more effort. But this woman's attitude made him angry, and she challenged his authority again and again.
"Your Majesty, I don't want to die. You can fine me a monthly salary or give me a few slaps. I'm willing to accept it." Wan'er was really frightened, "But please, for the sake of our children, please spare me this."
Second-rate"
She can't die. She still has great glory and wealth but doesn't enjoy it. How can she die? No, no, no, no, she has a son. That is her amulet. The prince will not be so cruel.
Qing Cang looked at her indifferently, but there was a trace of malice in his eyes, and he uttered cold words word by word, "Where did our child come from? I will give that child to someone else to raise."
She was sentenced to death in one sentence. If this child was sent away, what would everything she had done mean? All power and wealth would be gone from her.
Wan'er seemed to have been drained of all her strength and fell limply to the ground, "No, he is your biological flesh and blood, how could you do this to him?"