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"Your concubine greets the imperial concubine."

Mo Chou nervously and deeply lowered his head, prostrating himself on the ground. In his eyes, there was a pair of exquisite moon-white embroidered shoes. The top was embroidered with a strange flower. It was a bright red flower, so beautiful that it was somewhat bewitching.

She didn't understand why, as one of the three palaces, Concubine Yang came to this desolate Mo Chou Palace.

Originally, the Mortal Worry Palace was named after her. But now, the person who named it might have already forgotten that there was still such a palace?

The moon-white embroidered shoes slowly walked a few steps in front of her. She didn't dare to get up. Without the imperial concubine's permission, she couldn't get up.

Yang Gui Fei who had just entered the palace not long ago was doted on by the emperor. She was now the most popular woman in the imperial harem and the most favored by His Majesty. After entering the palace, with a night of grace, he was promoted to imperial concubine, ranking among the three palaces.

"Mo Gai, Yu Yu, the sun is shining today, the weather is really good."

"Yes, Empress is right. Empress, please take a seat and allow chenqie to serve you tea."

A charming smile appeared on Grand Concubine Yang's delicate face. She looked down at Mo Chou and asked, "What good tea can you bring out of this Mo Chou Palace?"

Mo Chou's head was so low that it almost touched the ground. This is the case in the harem, if one is unable to obtain the favor of the Emperor, they would be treated coldly, even the servants and servants would be neglected.

"Please forgive me, Empress."

"Forgive me. I will never forgive the sins of others. Since you know the crimes, I will send you on your way."

With the words of Yang Gui Fei, two eunuchs immediately walked over, grabbed Mo Chou's arms, and carried him on their backs.

"Empress, chenqie is innocent. Why is it like this?"

A look of fear appeared on her pretty face as she raised her head to look at Yang Gui Fei.

"Chenqie is just a small girl who has never offended the Empress. Why did she put me to death?"

Her charming face neared Mo Chou, and a cruel smile still hung on her pink lips. "It's because you've been doted on by His Majesty too many times. It's also because your surname is Mo, and even more so because you're the dragon in your womb!"

Mo Chou's eyes widened in shock. "Esteemed Empress, chenqie …"

The eunuch covered her mouth and used a piece of white silk to wrap around Mo Chou's neck. Instantly, the sound disappeared.

His pale face gradually turned red from suffocation, then it turned purple, and his mouth turned blue. Turquoise. His frightened eyes widened even more.

She still wanted to say something, but no sound came out, and her strength gradually faded.

Blood flowed from his eyes and his throat tightened. He wanted to cough but was unable to do so. His eyes became bloodshot and his vision began to blur.

"Do not be unreconciled, and no one will avenge you, because you hanged yourself."

A charming smile hung on his face. At this moment, his seductive face became especially frightening and hazy in Mo Chou's eyes.

She desperately tried to grab onto the white silk with her hands, but her hands were placed behind her back and she was unable to retaliate. In front of his eyes, all he could see was darkness …

A pair of watery eyes looked down upon this scene. They opened their mouths wide and forgot to scream.

"Where is that vile seed? "I can't leave that evil child behind to find Yue Chanjuan and let her go with her mother!"

The melodious voice carried an indescribable coldness and cruelty on her beautiful face.

The ten-year-old Yue Chan was terrified by Imperial Concubine Yang's expression. She tightly covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief and looked through the cracks in the roof at her mother. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she stopped breathing along with her younger brother.