The Temple of Heaven is an altar of the Mobei Dynasty. Many rituals, including the enthronement ceremonies of emperors of all dynasties, were held on it. The prince's wedding was also held on it. It takes several quarters of an hour to reach the Temple of Heaven from Furong Garden by carriage.
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"Okay." The prince responded, but glanced at Miss Qin San and snorted coldly, "Humph, I knew you were seeking revenge. How cruel! Put her in the sky prison and try her again slowly."
At this time, the guards outside the door came in and were about to arrest Miss Qin San.
Miss Qin San was startled and her face turned black with fright.[
The Eighth Lady screamed for injustice and cried endlessly.
"He'er, stop making trouble." Qing'er squatted solemnly in front of Bihe, looked at her level, stretched out her hands, straightened a collar for her, and reminded softly, "It's not right for the third lady to be put in prison.
As you think, a few spanks will be all right, but she will die."
The guard was stunned, and everyone who heard it was also stunned at the same time.
What's going on? Listening to Qing'er's tone, it sounded like it was just a prank played by Xiao Bihe.
Bi He was also stunned in his heart. It was just as he thought... Sometimes, if people pretend to be confused and stupid, there is nothing wrong with it, and everyone is happy. It may happen all the time.
Suddenly, she gave a faint and silly smile, "Qing'er, it's just a few blows without chopping off the head, isn't it?" As she said that, she looked at Miss Qin San timidly, as if she really
It was as if she was going to die, and she felt so guilty that she had her killed.
"Entering the Heavenly Prison is no longer a game. This matter is very serious. Don't talk nonsense just because you are naughty."
"Qing'er, I, I... it's just because she often bullies me at home, I..." From the look on her face, that expression seemed like what she just said was just a misunderstanding.
"Idiot! You are not allowed to talk nonsense, you must tell the truth." The prince couldn't help but become suspicious. Thinking about the hatefulness of this little fool in the past, it was difficult for people to doubt that she was not funny.