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Xiao Yi Bei revealed a mocking smile. The imperial family's affection was even thinner than paper. Aside from taking advantage of each other, all the other family members were wary of each other. Judging from this little servant girl's actions, she must be planning something.

When the hemp rope had been cut to a point, she stopped and moved on to the other side.

Xiao Yi Bei was getting more and more curious. Was he trying to get him to break free without anyone discovering that she was the culprit?

When she had cut off more than half of the rope around Xiao Yi Bei's ankles, the sound of light footsteps came from outside.

Judging by the time, it should be Gu Qingli. After her 'pregnancy', her steps seemed to have become heavier and heavier. In the past, she had been light and silent.

Hui Qiao stood up somewhat frantically. The silver blade flashed on her fingertip and she put it back into her sleeve, moving quickly. After that, she picked up the medicine bowl and spoonful of soup was placed next to Xiao Yi's northern lips.

He saw that the maid's lips were trembling slightly. It was obvious that she was also nervous. He silently laughed in his heart and very cooperatively took the medicine.

Gu Qing Li walked in and saw that Hui Ying was still there. She seemed to be stunned for a moment before she spoke with slight dissatisfaction: "Why are you still taking your medicine? It's so late. "

Hui Qiao didn't dare to turn her head, her face still downcast as she vaguely replied.

Gu Qingli bent down to help connect Xiao Yi and Bei Bei. The wide sleeved, elegant red dress did not cover her waist, but very well covered her bulging abdomen.

Xiao Yi Bei's gaze landed as he stared at her abdomen. He was extremely curious as to what exactly was inside. He couldn't believe that she was really pregnant. She wasn't the real Gu Qingxiao, so how could this stomach be real?

When Hui Qiao was giving him the silver spoon, she suddenly used a bit of strength to twist it in his mouth. Her rough action made him feel a little bit painful, and he took a deep breath.

Xiao Yi Bei straightened up as per expected and glared fiercely at Hui Qiao.

As if frightened, Hui Qiao subconsciously lifted her sleeve to cover her face, as if she was afraid. Her sleeve brushed against the medicine bowl, and the remaining medicine was poured onto Xiao Yi Bei's body.

It was probably because the medicine was still somewhat hot that it angered Xiao Yi Bei. He let out a low roar from his throat, and his eyes abruptly became terrifying. His entire body dived forward, and his strength was so great that even the chair was lifted off the ground.

Hui Qiao screamed as she staggered backwards, even the bowl and silver spoon in her hand fell to the ground.

The shattering of the silver spoon and porcelain bowl was sharp and loud, greatly stimulating Xiao Yi Bei's "condition." As planned, he began to struggle violently, and the howls coming from his mouth were like the howls of wounded beasts.

Gu Qingli also got up in fright and instinctively shouted, "Jin Shu, Jin Shu, what are you doing? Someone! "The Second Prince wants …"

Her high-pitched voice was obviously a great shock to Xiao Yi Bei, as he had just gained his freedom. He waved his hand towards Gu Qing Li to push her away, only to see her fall to the ground unavoidably, clutching his lower abdomen while crying out in pain.

Although Xiao Yi Bei's expression was crazy and his actions were full of hostility, his heart was clear as he sneered at Gu Qing Li, who had fallen to the ground.

Sure enough, dark red blood appeared beneath her crimson dress. Accompanied by her pained cries and moans, the flow of blood grew wider and wider.

Hui Qiao took a quick glance from the bottom of her sleeve, and shouted with a trembling voice: "This servant will go call someone!" He then rushed out with his face covered.

"Someone, quickly come inside to help Imperial Concubine Gu. The Second Prince has broken free …" Hui Qiao's voice was slightly hoarse, but at this moment, no one paid attention to whether or not her voice was real or not.

Taking advantage of the chaos, she melted into the night, shuttled between the flowers and trees, and left the Feng Zhixuan.

Xiao Yi Bei bent down to attack and grabbed Gu Qing Li, using a voice so soft that only she could hear, "So that's the case. Is Gu Qing Xiao really dead?"

Gu Qingli still had time to raise her head slightly before the guards rushed in. She smiled at him, "It has nothing to do with you."

Her face was covered by a veil, so no one could see the smile on her face. Only Xiao Yi Bei could see the craftiness and coldness in her crescent eyes.

Naturally, after this chaos, the noble Second Prince was smoothly captured by the guards. He was pressed down on the chair and tied up once again.

When Jinshu rushed in among the guards, she continued to act "innocent" in a very good way, crying and screaming, denying her fault.

Suifeng, on the other hand, calmly sent Yu Ying out of the palace to ask the midwives and doctors to send someone else to Yu Muxuan to inform the prince.

After the chaos, Imperial Concubine Gu was unluckily 'mischievous' because she had been attacked by the crazed Second Prince during the diagnosis and treatment process …

The entire Feng Che Xuan was in chaos, including the entire Duke Palaces, they couldn't be at peace.

Inside the Yu Mu Xuan, Zhou Zhen opened her eyes when Xiao Yixiu heard the grievous news of the 'concubine miscarriage'. She sat up from the bed with a clear and calm expression and shot a cold glance at the pitch-black door.

The door was still ajar. The autumn wind blew in from the outside, blowing the green smoke from the incense burner on the table away, bringing with it a light fragrance.

Zhou Zhen's lips curled up in a suspicious smile. Her black hair was let loose and she was wearing only a white silk robe. Step by step, she approached the censer like a beautiful ghost in the night.

She lifted up her bare hands, opened the censer, and took a deep breath. "Is he really sick, or …"

On the other side of the courtyard, Wu Yu also woke up in a state of shock.

It had been a few days since he last saw anything out of the ordinary in the yard. Wu Yu's heart gradually settled down as he almost forgot his first night here as a nightmare.

But tonight, the sharp sounds of claws could be heard outside the window again, and there were even some moaning female voices, almost close by the ears.

Wu Yu opened his eyes, perspiring profusely. He stared outside the window in fear and shouted, "Ming Zhu, Ming Zhu!"

In the darkness, there was a slim figure walking towards her. She was dressed in white and had black hair. Under the moonlight, her face was blurred and blurry. The only thing that could be seen was her silhouette.

"Ming Zhu!" She stood up and frantically held the pearl, trembling as if she had found a lifeline.

But those hands were so cold that they didn't seem human at all. There was even a hint of dryness in them. Sharp nails slowly scraped against her palms.

Ming Zhu was only a maid. She had to do menial chores like washing and washing, and would never have such long nails.

"You … "Who are you?" Wu Yu instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The figure in front of her slowly leaned over and grinned at Wu. Poirot slid down her shoulder.

In the moonlight Wu could see a rose tattoo on her shoulder, vivid and vivid, as if it were slowly blooming in the moonlight.

Jin Shu's words seemed to ring in her ears. "Madam Qin? She was once a concubine of the prince. She was pretty and pretty, and liked to tattoo on her body. She was like a wild and thorny rose."

"..." She … she strangled Xin Wangfei to death with her own hands. In order to cover up the evidence, she had a rose tattooed on her body … "

Wu Yu let out an earth-shattering scream and fainted.