Chapter 7
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Qing He looked at her with a gaze full of mockery. He pointed at her with his bloody hand, which was full of bones, "You poisoned your own sister, killed the child in Miss's womb, ruined her appearance, and ruined her reputation! Do you dare to say that you are kind?! "
"How dare you! Damn bitch, how dare you slander the Empress! I think you don't want to live! Guards! Drag this madwoman out and beat her to death! Beat her to death! "
Mammy Li's face was livid.
Gu Yueyin's face was also slightly pale.
"Gu Yueyin! You are the favored daughter of God, the pearl in everyone's palm. You have everything, why do you fight with Miss! "
Qing He's head was pressed down by two eunuchs. He couldn't move, but he still yelled at her hysterically, "You are always like this. Do you know how distressing you are? Do you know how helpless you are? But in my eyes, there is no one more disgusting than you in this world! "
"Gu Yueyin, what qualifications do you have to kill me? You are such a dirty and vicious person! Do you deserve it? "
"Qing He!"
Sensing her emotional fluctuations, Shen Yueji's eyes darkened and she suddenly stood up.
"Bang —"
There was a loud noise.
Qing He struggled to break free from the two eunuchs' restraint and hit the stone pillar behind him.
Blood splashed and her sight was instantly dyed red.
"Miss, I … come to accompany you … you … you will never be alone … you … you still have me …"
Shen Yueji's sharp nails pierced into her palm. She looked at Qing He's lonely and helpless body lying in a pool of blood.
Her clothes were dyed red by the blood. She fell in a pool of blood and no longer made a sound.
Her vision was blurred. Through the blood-dyed body, she seemed to see the scene where she was bullied in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
For a long time, it was Qing He who protected her with her small body. He took the beatings for her and stole things for her. In her ears, it was she who softly called her Miss, and her voice was very sweet.
She and Gu Yueyin were born from the same mother, but so what?
Recalling the memory of her mother, she was usually unwilling to even give her a cold glance. She could sew clothes for Gu Yueyin herself. The weather was cold, and there were all sorts of things in her room to keep her warm. As for Gu Yueyin, her body was purple from the cold. She was shivering and her hands were covered in sores. She cried and went to find her mother, saying that she only wanted one more piece of clothing. She asked the servants in the fu to make one for her, even if it was a servant's clothing.
But?
At that time, Murong Yun ruthlessly kicked her in the heart. She was buried deep in the snow.
She didn't even give her a cold look, much less a word.
In her eyes, she was so disgusting, so unbearable!
A kind of hatred spread from the bottom of his heart.
That kind of unwillingness, struggling on the edge of death.
A sharpness appeared in Shen Yueji's eyes as she gazed in the direction of Qing He.
The sharp blade directly pierced through his palm, and a bloody smell filled his palm.
Gu, yue, yin, feng, jiu, qing! The harm and betrayal you have brought me, I will repay it tenfold, a hundredfold! I will make you pay!
Gu Wei! Murong Yun!
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