An indescribable rage surged through her heart instantly. Qiucao looked at Concubine Lin's delicate face. The veins on her forehead were beating, her expression was distorting little by little, and her eyes were slowly becoming bloodshot and red.
After a long time...
Qiucao stood up suddenly, squinted her eyes sinisterly, and approached Concubine Lin step by step, saying, "You put musk under my bed??"
Concubine Lin was frightened by the ferocious aura she exuded. Her face turned pale involuntarily, she staggered back several steps and leaned against the huge pillar of the cell, "Li Yingrong, what do you want to do? I, I warn you not to mess around.
Come on, I am carrying your Majesty’s child. If you dare to do anything to me, be careful of what your Majesty will punish you!”
"Cure me?" Qiucao chuckled twice, smiling calmly and sinisterly, and moved his eyes inch by inch to Concubine Lin's belly, "Do you think I'm really afraid?" [
Concubine Lin's face turned pale, and she quickly protected her lower abdomen, which still showed no signs of pregnancy, and shouted at the palace maids outside the cell: "What are you guys doing standing still? Why don't you come in quickly and take this crazy woman away!"
The palace maids didn't know what was wrong. They stood there with frightened faces as if they were pinned down, not daring to move.
Qiucao looked at her, grinning wider, and the cold light in her eyes shone deeper and deeper: "Concubine Lin, tell me...how should I deal with you?"
Qiucao glanced at her lifeless face, his eyes slowly moved to her belly, and reached out to gently pat Lin Guifei's belly. There was a blood-devouring light in her burning eyes.
She suggested with a sneer without haste, "How about sending him to accompany my child? What does Concubine Lin think of my proposal?"
Concubine Lin was sweating and screamed: "You trash! What are you doing standing there! Come in quickly and drag this crazy woman away!"
The maids still did not move, and even turned around and knelt down.
Qiucao looked at Concubine Lin, laughed eccentrically twice, suddenly glared, made a fist and swung it towards Concubine Lin's belly without hesitation.
Concubine Lin's whole body twitched, like a broken doll, she slowly slid down against the pillar, and cursed weakly: "Li... Ying... Rong... Your Majesty, Your Majesty will never let you go...