The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

"Yes, my lord." Sang Ju was still in her dream of flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix, and she didn't notice any terrible and dangerous aura.

"What a well-behaved child, my king likes well-behaved ones."

After finishing speaking, the man's hand slowly moved from her frozen face to her exposed neck, his fingers were tightly clasped, and he slowly retracted his strength.

Sangju is still completely unaware of what will happen next, and her face still has a happy smile intoxicated in love.

It wasn't until she was out of breath that she realized something was wrong.

She wanted to struggle, but Duan Yiyao didn't give her a chance, and directly cut off her neck.

Sang Ju was strangled to death by Duan Yiyao.

Right in front of Yun Mumu, Duan Yiyao killed a person just like that.

After killing someone, Duan Yiyao seemed to have recovered a little bit of reason, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket.

Wiping off the blood that dripped from Sangju's mouth onto his pale hands, he casually threw the handkerchief on Sangju's face.

A gust of cold wind blew away the veil on Sang Ju's face, she died like this in the snow, with a smile on her face that could not be put away in time.

Coupled with her bluish-purple face, she looked eerily eerie.

The maid in the palace was killed, whether it was a big deal or a small thing.

Duan Yiyao murdered so blatantly, isn't he afraid at all?

Yun Mumu only knows how to save people, and has seen countless hopeless corpses.

But it was the first time she saw a murder, and she was so frightened that she was paralyzed.

Until Duan Yiyao left, her legs were still weak and she couldn't stand up at all.

She nestled in the corner, looking at Sangju's body, which was slowly covered by heavy snow.

Her body began to freeze slowly, but no matter how cold it was, it couldn't compare to the coldness in her heart.

The imperial palace is a terrible place, where people regard human life as worthless for the sake of power.

She must leave here, leave this palace.

"Do you think the palace is a good place? My queen?"

There was a sudden word behind her, and she couldn't help trembling and looked behind her.

Seeing Duan Yihuang sitting in a wheelchair behind him, he smelled the familiar faint fragrance of the man.

Somehow, her tense body and mind suddenly relaxed, and then her whole body collapsed to the ground.

Duan Yihuang looked down at Yun Mumu who was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes skipped over Sang Ju's body, and he groaned in his heart.

Ever since he became paralyzed, the whole palace has changed. Not to mention such a small maid, even the high-ranking female officials live in fear every day. It can be said that everyone is in danger.

Yun Mumu, who was paralyzed on the ground, got up with a "shua", she rushed forward in a big stride, and rushed to Duan Yihuang, then sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

A warmth came from the man's body, and she inhaled the unique fragrance of the man's body, feeling an unprecedented peace of mind.

Following Duan Yihuang were Ajiu and Bingqiao, and Bingqiao called softly: "Ma'am, I'm sorry."

It was only then that Yun Mumu noticed that the man was followed by Ah Jiu and Bing Qiao, who hurriedly got off Duan Yihuang's body.

Duan Yihuang: What are you doing down here?I would like to let you hold me for a while longer.

Ah Jiu stepped on the snow and walked to Sang Ju's body, checked Sang Ju, and found that she was indeed dead.