Yun Jingchu, your enemies are right in front of you. You must always remember everything they have brought to you. Yun Jingchu held her hands tightly. This was the first time since her rebirth that she was so close to the two people in front of her. Deep in her heart, she felt more and more
He felt heavy, as if an invisible hand had suddenly strangled his throat, and his breathing became extremely difficult.
The corners of Situ Yan's beautiful and charming mouth curled up coldly. She looked at Yun Jingchu in front of her, with a chill in her eyes. This maid seemed to be Concubine Hui's maid. What did she mean by saying that? Did Concubine Hui still want to do this?
What, thinking about it, Situ Yan was about to speak when she was interrupted by a deep voice——
"Pingsheng, which palace are you a palace maid?" Yu Wenrui's cold words came, pulling Yun Jingchu out of his thoughts, and Yun Jingchu raised her head and looked at him, his face did not change at all,
He was just looking at her delicate face, which was unfathomable.
Yun Jingchu recalled what the man in front of her had done to her. Her heart had already sunk as deep as the sea, and countless thoughts were running through her mind. It took a long time for her to speak with difficulty from her throat: "Back to the emperor, I am the maid of Concubine Hui.
."
"Concubine Hui's maid?" Yu Wenrui's eyes were full of meaning, and a cold charm flashed across his handsome face.
"Yes." Yun Jingchu moved her body, took a step back, pretended to be frightened, and said hesitantly.
"What do you mean by what you just said?" Yu Wenrui stared at Yun Jingchu and said coldly.
She knew that if she didn't stand up for today's matter, Yu Wenrui would do a lot of things to evade her beloved woman, so what she had to do now was to seize the opportunity and completely eliminate the divination that said that his prince was the lone star of the evil god.
Imperial Master, the poor child never felt the love of his father until he died.
Thinking about it, her heart was several times colder than ice. An An secretly clenched her fists with both hands, and her nails slowly penetrated into her flesh. She seemed to feel that her heart was bleeding. Yun Jingchu
Suppressing her thoughts, she immediately stood up. The wind was blowing her skirt, and her black hair was flying in the wind. Her delicate face smiled faintly, and slowly said to the emperor: "What I mean is that everything in front of me is completely the ancestor of the royal family.
The reason why its hand was cut off was to protect the imperial concubine’s hand!”
"Extremely ridiculous!" Everyone looked disdainful and sarcastic.
"Do you want to know why the hands of this statue fell off?" Yun Jingchu ignored their gazes, looked at Situ Yan, and continued: "The ancestors of the royal family are telling everyone that the hands of the concubines have unique functions given by the gods.
!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked in disbelief, and they all started to make a fuss, and began to talk about this bold palace witch to confuse the crowd.
Yun Jing, who was standing on the high platform, did not take it seriously at first, and then said: "Everyone, please be patient, I will prove the revelation of the royal ancestors today!"
"How do you want to prove it?" The Queen Mother, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward and looked at Yun Jingchu. It sounded like she was asking, but in fact it contained a questioning tone.
"Back to the Queen Mother, the imperial concubine has the body of a phoenix, so naturally she cannot show it off easily. The slaves are just humble bodies, and they are willing to go to great lengths for the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine is naturally compassionate, so she will naturally protect the slaves, right?"
Yun Jingchu said, then she respectfully stretched out her thin hand, and her white hand fell in front of Situ Yan, waiting very piously for what Situ Yan called "protection".
Situ Yan paused hesitantly and glanced at Concubine Hui not far away. She still had an elegant look on her face. She raised her slender hand with great grace and held the hand that was standing high in the air. The strength suddenly increased, like
It was hinting that if something went wrong in this matter, he would never forgive her.
Yun Jingchu felt the strength and couldn't help but smile coldly in her heart. This is Situ Yan's nature...
Soon, Situ Yan immediately retracted her hand. Yun Jingchu looked calm, raised her thin hand and said loudly: "Since this hand of slave is now protected by the imperial concubine, then use the oil of this hand of slave.
The pot represents the innocence of the imperial concubine and proves that the imperial concubine’s hands are protected by the gods!”
When everyone heard this, they all trembled, causing even greater commotion and murmurings. To prove it with the oil pan under his hands? That was an oil pan! He would definitely die!
When Yu Wenyi heard this, he immediately ran towards Yun Jingchu and said nervously: "Sister, this is very dangerous..."
And Yu Wenxuan also showed a look of astonishment, an elusive look flashed through his peach blossom eyes, looking at the woman not far away with her thin hands raised high, this little palace maid is interesting, but she just fell into the frying pan, will she die?
Concubine Hui on the side was also a little unable to stand, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Yun Jingchu, and whispered: "Jingchu, what are you..."
"Your Majesty, don't worry." Yun Jingchu saw that Concubine Hui was uneasy and smiled at Concubine Hui. She naturally knew the stakes in this. If she messed up, not only Concubine Hui would be implicated, but even the people behind him would be implicated.
implicated together.
So she leaned close to Concubine Hui's ear and whispered a few words. Concubine Hui's face instantly turned pale. She didn't understand why Yun Jingchu said that, but thinking about the situation at hand, she could only nod her head and immediately stepped back to find the green clothing manager.
everything.
A breeze blew by, and Yun Jingchu let her hair dance in the wind. She slightly raised her beautiful eyes, with a faint aura between her eyebrows, and looked at the various people in the audience very calmly.
Some people who were watching the show, some who were scornful and disdainful, and some who were in disbelief all discussed this matter.
Yun Jingchu remained calm without any expression, smiling coldly in her heart. Finally, she cast her gaze on the face of the Imperial Master just now, with a hint of sinisterness flashing in her eyes...