Qiucao didn't even look at him. She grabbed her clothes and wrapped them around her naked body. She sat there blankly like a wooden doll that had lost its soul. She didn't even know when Mu Zhaochu left and when Xiaohong came in.
, don’t even know.
"Queen? Queen, are you okay?" Seeing her like this, Xiao Hong was frightened. It turns out that the reason His Majesty just mentioned that the Queen is unwell is because of this...
Qiucao slowly raised his head, saw her, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you... here?"
"Xiaohong just came to deliver medicine to the Queen. When I met Your Majesty outside, he took away the medicine and asked Xiaohong to wait outside. Xiaohong thought that His Majesty was caring about the Queen, so... The Queen is not well yet.
How could your majesty do this..." Xiao Hong said while wiping her eyes, taking the clothes in Qiucao's hands and shaking them out, ready to put them on for her.
At this moment, a voice of gloating came from outside the cell.[
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this our queen? Why are you in such a mess?"
The master and servant both looked towards the door at the same time and found that Concubine Lin had walked in with several palace maids at some unknown time.
Qiucao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously tightened her clothes and said hoarsely, "What are you doing here?"
Concubine Lin looked at the few red marks on her bare white and delicate shoulders, and she was instantly angry. Even if His Majesty just said that he was thinking about her, why did this woman let His Majesty come over after she entered the dungeon?
Looking for her?
Concubine Lin's eyes turned red with jealousy. She rushed forward in three steps and kicked Xiao Hong away. She squatted down and grabbed Qiucao's long hair that had been messed up by Mu Zhaozhu just now. Her delicate face was twisted like a ghost, and her lips were gorgeous.
The words he spat out were as vicious as if they were stained with venom: "Bitch, are you very proud of being honored by His Majesty?"
Enduring the pain from his scalp, Qiucao glanced at her lightly and said, "Only you would think that this kind of thing is worth being proud of."
"Why are you pretending to be noble?" Lin Guifei was so stimulated by the scene just now that she lost all reason. She raised her hand and slapped Qiucao hard, causing her ears to ring and dizzy, and she fell to the ground, with tears slowly flowing from the corners of her mouth.
Blood.
Concubine Lin smiled evilly, then grabbed Qiucao's hair and brought her in front of her, "Li Yingrong, please listen to me clearly. What if His Majesty comes to visit you? You are just my substitute!"