"Every sister has tasted that bowl of water. If you think there is something wrong with the water, just say it. Don't say anything wrong with the water again." None of the concubines below dared to speak, so they mumbled. "Empress, your Majesty,
There is no problem with the water.”
"Remember every word you said today. If you have any gossip in the future, don't blame me for turning against you." She emphasized the last few words.
"Zi'er, give me the knife."
"Empress, knife." Zi'er took the fruit-peeling knife from the side and handed it to the Queen.
Zhan Meixiang took the knife, picked up Dongfang Che's finger and cut it quickly.
Xilan held the water and carefully poured it into the bowl.
"Xuan'er, Yu'er, don't be afraid. You'll be fine in a while." She held the knife and looked at her white fingers with distress. She couldn't bear to cut them with the knife.
"Xuan'er is afraid...Mother, mother..." Xuan'er stepped back frequently, not daring to even look at the knife.
Dongfang Che grabbed the knife and said sternly: "I said this is my heir, and he is my heir. Anyone who gossips in the future will be killed without mercy. Anyone who spreads rumors will be guilty of disobeying the emperor and will destroy the nine tribes."
The emperor's words couldn't be more obvious, and the people below could hear them clearly.
Concubine Shu's eyes were almost bloodshot. Concubine Xian's gentle eyes became gentler and gentler, and her hand had been pinched by her quietly. Concubine De calmed down.
"Kid, go and get a knife from your father. Otherwise you will be called a bastard all your life." The female ghost Lian'er who was standing aside couldn't stand it any longer. It turns out that life in the palace is just like bullying someone who can do anything.
A child who doesn’t understand.
Yu'er secretly whispered to the side: "What is a bastard?"
Lian'er didn't know how to explain such cruel words to him. "You will understand later. I will not harm you. Now go and get a knife from your father, and then cut your own hand and drain the blood."
Just drop it into the water."
Yu'er looked at her father's angry face, and then at her mother's unhappy face. She thought about Lian'er's words in her ears, maybe bastard was a curse word, and that's why all mothers are so unhappy. "Father, I want to
knife."
"Yu'er, be good. My father has taken this dangerous thing for you. No one dares to hurt you as long as he is here." He looked at the people in front of him distressedly. It turns out that this is the feeling of home.
"I want."
Dongfang Che looked at his eyes, which were obviously filled with fear and tears, but also revealed a sense of determination, and the knife was placed in his hand unknowingly.
Yu'er got the knife, tremblingly stretched out her index finger and held the knife in one hand, and looked at it tremblingly for a long time without daring to make a move.
Yu'er's reaction was particularly distressing in Zhan Meixiang's eyes. "Yu'er, we won't cut it anymore, we won't cut it anymore. Mother will take you back to your room to sleep."
Yu'er smiled slightly at her mother. "Mother, I'm not a bastard. Yu'er is not afraid, Yu'er is not afraid..." As he said this, he closed his eyes and cut his hand hard, and tears immediately burst out.
. A wound was made on the boss's hand, and the flesh inside was turned outward. He bit his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
"Brother, don't cry... don't cry... Xuan'er will stay with you..." Xuan'er stepped forward and took the knife, stretching out her index finger. The knife was trembling in her hand and could not be cut for a long time, when everyone thought she had given up.
She picked up the knife and cut her hand sharply, closing her eyes tightly. "Xuan'er is not afraid... Xuan'er is not afraid... not afraid..."