The Flower Guarding Bell Chapter 31: Bloodthirsty Birthday

Meiyue Banwan, shallowly hides the remnant snow in Qinyang Palace.

Xiao Qingxue did not expect that this night that should have been celebrated would completely destroy her.

The wine was hot and hot. She didn't wait for the person who came to the appointment, but she waited for a big gift from the queen.

When the three wooden boxes were sent in tremblingly by the servants, Xiao Qingxue just frowned at the liquid dripping on them.

Is that—blood?

The smell of blood wafted in the air, Xiao Qingxue's heart shuddered, she almost stood up, her voice trembled without even knowing it.

"What, what?"

The three servants knelt on the ground, shaking their voices, almost crying and trembling.

"Niangniang, the Empress Niangniang presented the emperor with evidence of the rebellion of the five princesses, and they have all been executed."

"My Lady!"

Xiao Qingxue stared blankly at the person on the ground, "You, say it again."

The maid cried and kowtowed, "My lady, the family of the fifth princess, passed away."

Xiao Qingxue's face was frosty, but despite Lingsu's obstruction, she opened the three wooden boxes with her own hands.

The moment she saw the faces of the three heads, the blood on her face disappeared.

The sounds around her are gone, and her world has collapsed.

"Niang Niang, don't scare the slaves, just say something, cry out, cry out!"

Cry?

Didn't she cry?

His eyes were already filled with astringency, and his hand touched the corner of his eyes, but there was not a single tear.

It turns out that there are no tears in my heart to the extreme?

In her daze, she seemed to see a person in a bright yellow dragon robe appearing in front of her.

She smiled, with a strong sense of relief in her tone.

"Li Changqing, now, I am not afraid of anything."

"My Lady!"

Winter nights are always extremely cold.

Li Changqing has been by Xiao Qingxue's side, watching her wake up from a coma, and then, like a wandering soul.

"I know, you can't listen to what you say now."

He watched as she turned slightly, her back to him.

"Princess Jin Chen, the evidence is conclusive-"

"Li Changqing, are you afraid of retribution?"

Her tone was flat, as if she was saying something that had nothing to do with her, "I'm afraid."

As the last word fell, she suddenly pulled out the hand that she quietly stretched out under the pillow, grabbed the dagger and stabbed the man fiercely.

"Xiao Qingxue, besides venting your anger directly, what else would you do?"

His hand wrapped around her wrist, and then with a little force, he pulled out the dagger that had been slightly pierced into his chest.

"Bang!"

Xiao Qingxue fell on the bed, laughing loudly, and later, the laughter grew louder.

"You're right, I'm a waste, and I'm the one who deserves to die the most. The country is broken, the family is gone, the relatives are dead, but I don't even have the ability to avenge them! "

"Do you hate me? Would you like to tear me to pieces?" He raised her chin with a bewitching look in his eyes, "Then make yourself stronger."

"Strong?" Her godless eyes met his, and the sneer at the corner of her mouth was extremely public, "Who else can make me stronger? Who else needs my protection? My relatives were not killed by you. Is it light?"

"You still have him." His big palm covered her abdomen, "He is your blood, and he is your last hope."

A gleam of light lit up in her gray and defeated eyes, and then it darkened again, covering her with trembling hands.

"Will, what? He will be, my hope?"

"Yes, as long as you want." He held her face, as if weaving a new hope for her.

"Think about it, if you were dead now, how would you deal with your relatives? How would you deal with your big Chen Zimin? Aren't you going to avenge them?"

Her stagnant eyes twitched slightly.

"You should now understand better that rights are made of bones. Xiao Qingxue, you are free now, and I have nothing to restrain you. Instead, you are the only one in the harem who holds a dragon. daughter of the heir, think about it, what else can you do? What can you do for your dead relatives?"