"Empress, are you hungry? You have been unconscious for a long time." Hongtao asked thoughtfully.
"How long have I been unconscious?" Has she been unconscious for a long time? Yun Feifei was shocked.
"Yes, it has lasted until now. Are you hungry?" Hong Tao nodded.
"Well, I'm a little hungry." It's okay that she didn't say it. As soon as she said Yun Feifei, she felt a little hungry. She touched her stomach and nodded in embarrassment. Oh my god, it turned out that she committed suicide last night.
"Slave, please go to the royal kitchen to get some food for your Majesty. Your Majesty, please take a rest." Hongtao packed up the medicine box and then went to prepare food for Yun Feifei.
Yun Feifei lay down on the bed again, recalling the shameful scene just now. She reached out and touched her lips gently, as if his scent was still on them, and a shy look appeared on her face.
Blushing, she had never been kissed by anyone since she was a child. Although this body was not hers, she really felt it.
It was a beautiful thing at first, but when she thought about him mercilessly slapping her, she couldn't help but hate him. This bastard, a beast inferior to a beast, he probably accepted her regardless of Ming Xiaochen's wishes.
For the concubine, I guess.
I just heard Hongtao say that she was canonized as a concubine yesterday, and she committed suicide today. Why? Why did she choose to commit suicide when she was canonized as a concubine? And it was the night of being canonized as a concubine. Is it possible?
It was that **** who wanted to force her, but she refused, so she committed suicide. Thinking of this, Yun Feifei couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I really didn't expect that Ming Xiaochen was still a fierce woman. Yun Feifei felt a little sad, but how long could she hold on in the face of such a powerful ****?
The dark night has shrouded the entire earth, and the crescent moon shrouded in a veil gave off a faint light, unwilling to be swallowed up by the night.
The candlelight flickered, phantoms abounded, and laughter could be heard faintly in the colorful hibiscus tent.
"Your Majesty, let me serve you well tonight." She is Qin Mingfei, one of Han Junrong's beloved concubines, and this is where Han Junrong hangs out the most.
Han Junrong half-squinted his sharp and deep eyes and leaned against the couch, enjoying the beauty's service and holding her casually. He still felt the same as before, but for some reason, he was now lacking in interest.
For some reason, a stubborn little face suddenly appeared in his mind. Although it was stained with tears, it looked even more charming.
"Your Majesty." Seeing that he seemed a little absent-minded tonight, Concubine Qin Ming called out coquettishly, "What's going on with the Emperor tonight?" He looked a little uninterested.
Han Junrong's half-narrowed eyes couldn't help but sink. What else was he thinking about that ungrateful woman? Just let her stay safe for her old lover.
No, the more she wants to protect her old lover, the more he fails to do what she wants. He will definitely get her, he will.
Thinking that she was still thinking about her old lover, a raging fire arose in Han Junrong's heart, and his eyes turned cold. He did not forget that the woman under him was Qin Mingfei, but that stubborn Zhang
But her little face kept intruding into his mind, making him even more angry.
