Monopolize Luan Palace

It will be updated soon and will be finished. In the 40th year of the Great Zhao Dynasty, the late emperor passed away, and everyone said that Concubine Hui Jiang Jin was miserable. When the late emperor was still alive, Xiao Min, who was still the prince, hated her the most. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, she will be the first one he won't let go of. However, in the new emperor's palace, under the red candle gauze tent, Jiang Jin stood there with an indifferent expression. The new emperor Xiao Min slowly walked around her body, stretched out a hand to rub her neck, and suddenly stopped to one side, with a sinister look in his eyes: "Two months, how dare you." Jiang Jin looked at him coldly without even looking at him, as if he was too confused to even look at him for a second. "I made it just for you, drink it." Xiao Min looked past her and stared at the peony porcelain bowl on the coffee table next to her, which was steaming. "He treats me with deep love and loyalty. I am willing to give birth to a child for him. I will not drink this medicine." Jiang Jin met his gaze with a firm voice. "Uh-" Xiao Min seemed to have used up all the strength in his life when someone pinched his neck, and the corners of his eyes turned red: "You actually dare to follow him, who allowed it?" "Drink the medicine, I will pretend that this matter does not exist." "You'd better kill me." Jiang Jin's eyes were burning with coldness and arrogance. Xiao Min sneered: "How can I be willing to kill you?" He leaned closer to her and sniffed her hair with a morbid attachment. "Eh-" Jiang Jin was forced to raise her head and swallowed with a gurgling sound in her throat, leaving brown liquid from the corners of her lips to her neck. After drinking the Zuozi soup, Xiao Min let go and Jiang Jin fell limply on the couch, with a painful expression on her face. There was dampness under her robe, and the quilt was dyed red with blood. Xiao Min felt that he was crazy, so he took the crown prince's position from his legitimate son, and drugged and killed his father just to keep her as his own. I still remember that in the cold palace, everyone treated him like a pair of worn-out shoes and laughed at each other with cold eyes. Jiang Jin passed by with an umbrella, bent down and smiled, and stretched out a hand to him. But he actually became his father's son. Who understands the jealousy in his heart? ———— —— "Xiao Min, you have forgotten what you did three months ago?" Jiang Jin covered her stomach, her phoenix eyes filled with hatred, and she sneered hoarsely in revenge. Xiao Min was trembling all over. Three months ago, that child... PS:: ①Ancient dog-blood novel/within 200,000 yuan/no thunder, only love or not~ Vernacular writing, the vernacular is very plain ~ Intention: Love what I love, no regrets