Qiucao, who had not planned to change clothes at first, took back his steps when he heard what he said, turned around, faced them, smiled to himself, and said, "Your Majesty, please don't worry, I won't die so soon."
At least, she will grit her teeth and hold on until the day when she sees Concubine Lin defeated in the bloody palace struggle. She believes that with Concubine Lin's character and style of dealing with things, this day will not have to wait too long. .
Very quickly.
soon.
She will definitely see soon that Concubine Lin will end up worse than herself.[
Qiucao took the clothes from Xiaohong's hand and walked into the inner room. When she came out, she had put on dry clothes and even had a faint smile on her face.
Why can she still laugh when she is about to be imprisoned in a dungeon?
Lin Guifei was stung by the smile on her face, and her delicate face was instantly distorted. She rushed up to her desperately and pushed her hard, "Why are you laughing!?"
Qiucao did not expect that Concubine Lin would suddenly go crazy. She was caught off guard and fell out. Her head hit the sharp edge of the table hard. A cut was made on her forehead. Blood immediately gurgled out and slid down her eyebrows. It dripped down and landed on the smooth floor.
"Queen!" Little Honghun was so frightened that she rushed forward, helped the person up, took out a handkerchief and pressed the wound on Qiucao's forehead, "Queen? How are you, Queen?"
His eyes were covered by sticky hot liquid, and Qiucao's nerves became blurred. Some of the faces of the people around him were unclear, and he could only rely on his hearing to identify who they were.
Qiucao wanted to shake her head and tell Xiaohong that she was fine, but as soon as she moved, her eyes immediately felt dizzy, so she had to give up, "I'm fine, help me up..."
"Yeah." Xiao Hong glanced at the indifferent person standing at the other end, sniffed with red eyes, and helped Qiucao up.
Hearing Xiaohong's low sobs, Qiucao endured the dizziness and smiled, groped for a while, touched Xiaohong's hand, and patted it comfortingly, "Why are you crying? I'm fine, I just bled a little." It's just blood, I can't die. Help me over, the guards are still waiting..."
"Queen..." Xiaohong couldn't believe that His Majesty could become so fast, and cast another glance at Mu Zhaozhu. Then, she pursed her lips tightly and looked completely expressionless, watching all this like an outsider.