"Concubine Qi, you will die badly." Sitting quietly in front of the huge Jingren Palace, it was as quiet as a ghost house in a cellar. The woman was sobbing softly, clenching her fists tightly with her jade fingers, tears bursting from her eyes, but her smile was as bright as a flower. . . Cold. Turn around, drink the poisoned wine, lie quietly on the bed, waiting for death to come. Feeling no trace of pain, I passed away complaining.
The woman did not leave immediately.
Rather. . . Made one. . . . . . Dream.
The beautiful woman's beautiful clothes were disheveled, her pale skin was exposed, and she was squatting on the ground. There are people all around. Pointing at beautiful women. Everyone is looming. Sobbing alone: "Don't... Don't. Don't hurt me! Your Majesty... Your Majesty. Where are you? I'm so scared... Your Majesty. Ooooooh..."
"Your Majesty. Ha. What an infatuated woman. Do you know? He planned all this. Your heartbeat. Your death. Including the fact that you were almost bought into a pleasure building. It was all him." A girl in green clothes walked towards the beauty...