Doting on the concubine alone, the cold-faced prince and playful concubine

Qing'er climbed onto the dragon bed and gave up everything she had, sacrificing both body and soul.

Because that's the price to pay for it.

In the world, when people are in trouble, they will ask for the price. It is nothing more than those types of people, either cold-faced and ruthless businessmen who only care about profits, or profitable villains who want to take advantage of the opportunity to kill people!

The kind-hearted Qing'er was short-lived and was taken advantage of by others, and Qing'er was sharpened into the deadliest sharp blade in just ten days.

During the process of planning, Qing'er wanted to regret and back down more than once, but when she turned around, she saw that there was no way out, and she was doomed to never return!

On the day of heavy rain, she ran away madly in a fit of anger, running desperately along the palace road, and she didn't feel any pain when the heavy rain hit her face.She ran faster and faster, and slipped and fell to the ground more than once, but the feeling was far less severe than heartache!

Before he knew it, he returned to the old place and came to the gate of Chuxiu Palace. The rain gradually subsided.

The maid guarding the gate could only see Qing'er's face clearly by opening her eyes wide in the thick darkness. She still had a vague impression of Qing'er in her mind. Rong Zhaoyi's personal maid came out, saw Qing'er, and thought, isn't this the maid of the concubine of the Gu family... After wondering, he asked the guards to go up and have a look, and then went back to the palace to report to Rong Zhao who was about to fall asleep instrument.

Rong Zhaoyi had just removed the hairpin and finished washing up when she heard from the maid that Qing'er, a court lady who had been transferred not long ago, appeared at the gate of the palace in the middle of the night. Come in."

"Is your empress going to change clothes to meet her in the main hall?" Seeing that Rong Zhaoyi had taken off her coat, the maid wondered if she should put it on again for her.

Rong Zhaoyi smiled at the mirror, "No, call her here."

"However, that maid is wet all over, and this servant is afraid that my mother will get wet." Rong Zhaoyi frowned, refusing the maid's concern, and said, "Let you go, why are there so many nonsense." Anyway, His Majesty has not announced her bedside service recently, Running to Weiyang Palace diligently, what should she pay attention to.

It's better to find something to move your muscles and bones!

Qing'er leaned on the edge of the wall, lowered her head and sobbed, and whispered in her mouth: "Brother Hu, Brother Hu..." Two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She looked up at the clear night sky after the rain. Can't see, endless blackness.

"Qing'er..." A low voice called her.

She turned her head and said warily, "Who is it?"

The maid was startled by her messy face, she held her chest and said, "Are you okay? My family Zhaoyi invites you to come in and have a seat."

What is there to sit on in the middle of the night, Qing'er was about to refuse, the maid saw the strangeness, and took the first step, "The empress said that she can help you, no matter what."

The meaning of her refusal stopped in her throat for an instant, she swallowed it back, nodded in a moment of confusion, and followed the maid into the Chuxiu Palace.

How could she have expected that it would be easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

Her self-knowledge is quite right, after all, she is not Gu Xiaoli, she is not as lucky as her.It's just that she doesn't want to admit it from her heart, but that's the truth.

Some pits look shallow, and you have to jump into them to know that they are just illusions, and they are bottomless.

Rong Zhaoyi saw that Qing'er was dirty and unkempt, as if she had escaped, and asked her directly: "What's the matter, you've stayed here for a while at least, I'll see if I can help you out." Bundle."

Without Hu Er's care by her side, and falling out with Gu Xiaoli again, Qing'er felt empty in her heart, and when she heard Rong Zhaoyi's words, tears filled her eyes, and she was so moved that she was at a loss.

The fragile Qing'er forgot Rong Zhaoyi's cruel methods against her, and thought she was just a timely help.

Kneeling on the ground with a plop, she said something she regretted most in her life.

"Your Majesty, help me, I want Gu Li to taste the feeling of being cut by a knife!"

Rong Zhaoyi's eyes darkened, and she said with great interest, "Oh? Why?"

In a fit of anger, Qing'er told Rong Zhaoyi about Hu Er's death, how could she know that the woman in front of her was the mastermind behind the scenes!

Rong Zhaoyi was very excited in her heart, but she had to put on a calm expression on her face.She knows that the Gu Li that I Qing'er insulted in my words is actually her.Gu Li took the blame for her, and it seemed that Gu Li didn't tell the little girl the truth. Is she, Gu Li, really stupid or just pretending?I chuckled in my heart.

If she showed an excited expression, wouldn't she be showing off her feet, how could Qing'er believe that she was an outsider.

After listening to Qing'er's excited statement, she pondered in embarrassment. After thinking for a long time, she said: "This matter is not difficult, but you also know that this is not an honorable matter. I risked it to help you, you..." Her gaze Look at this inexperienced little girl in front of her.

Qing'er stayed there for a while before she realized, "You can do whatever you want." Qing'er was alone, without father or mother, and sacrificing herself was her only choice.

Rong Zhaoyi was surprised for a moment, "Are you sure? I hate people who don't keep their word the most."

Qing'er took a step forward, and there was no way to turn back, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond: "It's absolutely true."

"Okay, I will find a way for you to become His Majesty's new favorite. You can do it yourself to punish Gu Li." Rong Zhaoyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, Qing'er was startled, "Here, I..." Qing'er didn't She hesitated a little, anticipating that such a price would be paid for revenge.

Seeing her start to waver, Rong Zhaoyi looked deeply at her, approached her, and said emphatically: "Gu Li killed the person in your heart, don't you want to take revenge? You care about her feelings, did she ever care about you?"

Qing'er gritted her teeth and nodded: "Thank you, Ma'am."

"Then I want..." Rong Zhaoyi only started to talk about the price she asked for now, Qing'er was stunned when she heard this, "Your Majesty, you..." It turned out that Rong Zhaoyi hadn't said the price yet.

Rong Zhaoyi laughed, and looked at her with a ferocious expression: "I want Erniang Hu's life."

"What, no way!" Qing'er opened her eyes wide, terrified, and hastily refused.

Rong Zhaoyi sneered, "You don't have a choice now." Qing'er shook her head violently and said no, she got up and wanted to run, but was stopped by someone and carried back to Rong Zhaoyi.

"Why are you panicking? I didn't ask you to kill her. You just need to go back and tell her..." Rong Zhaoyi leaned into her ear, finished speaking in a low voice, and smiled sinisterly.

Qing'er really hopes that everything in front of her is a dream.

The woman became ruthless like a mad dog, wanting to bite anyone she saw.

Qing'er was taken to the apartment arranged by Rong Zhaoyi, opened the door and entered, and saw Aunt Hu sitting by the bed, looking at her smiling sweetly and happily.

Her eyes became hot, and she ran up and hugged the aunt and cried. The aunt went stiff and then smiled and patted her on the back.After crying for a while, Qing'er left the aunt's arms and looked at her.

The aunt blinked suspiciously, wanting to ask her what's wrong.

She wanted to say sorry in her heart, but what she really said was: "Brother Hu is dead, and he and Xiaoli haven't come back since they left Weiyang Palace." When she said that, she undoubtedly pushed Gu Xiaoli out, making the aunt think that It was Gu Xiaoli who killed him.

The aunt opened her eyes wide, and she didn't catch her breath. She covered her aching heart, grabbed Qing'er's clothes, and tried to make a sound, but Qing'er could only see the pain on her face.

Qing'er looked down at the hand that was holding her clothes tightly, and finally fell down on the bed, her eyes wide open, her heartbeat was lost, and her chest no longer rose and fell.

That tone really didn't slow down.