The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 380 Killing Intent

Empress Gu thought that she saw Xie Wanrong because her own death was approaching.

Xie Wanrong smiled thoughtfully, squeezed her cheek tightly with his hands, and said with a sneer, "I won't accompany you to hell!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Several flames flew out, lighting up the candlesticks in the hall, and in an instant, the dark hall was lit up.

Xie Wanrong's figure clearly made Empress Gu's heart twitch under the firelight, her face gradually distorted, "You... are not dead! Impossible... Obviously..."

"What? Didn't expect him to betray you?" Xie Wanrong laughed coldly, staring coldly at Empress Gu's terrified expression, the deep red in her eyes was shining brightly.

"Wan Rong, you have misunderstood Auntie, have you forgotten how Auntie has helped you all these years?" Empress Gu tightly tugged at the corner of Xie Wanrong's clothes: "Plead for Auntie and Ninth Prince, let me see the Emperor! !"

Empress Gu couldn't imagine that she would be so low-pitched, pleading for Xie Wanrong, whom she had never looked up to.

But she knew that as long as she was willing to help her say a good word in front of Qi Jinghuan, she would have a chance to survive.

"Help me?" Xie Wanrong sneered: "You should save this to hell!"

A blade appeared in her hand, and the cold blade pressed against Queen Gu's skin. Queen Gu couldn't help shaking, her eyes were bloodshot, and she roared, "Thank you Wanrong! I'm your aunt! You can't Kill me! You will be punished!"

"How could I let you die so easily?" Xie Wanrong's eyes were icy cold, she pinched her chin with one hand, and the blade of the other hand slashed down on her smooth left cheek with precision and sharpness.

The tingling sensation of cutting her skin was like thousands of ants gnawing at her skin.

Viscous blood dripped down the wound, covering the entire face.

Empress Gu tremblingly raised her hands to cover her face, the shocking blood stimulated her eyeballs, she couldn't help roaring a few times: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The shrill screams came out of the hall.

Even the guards who had experienced life and death couldn't help but shudder when they heard these voices.

"Would you like to go in and have a look? Why is she the empress? The emperor has not given her death yet." One of the guards whispered.

The headed guard waved his hands with a serious face: "The emperor gave poisoned wine and white silk long ago, but it was the Ninth Prince who detained him with the intention of murdering the emperor. Sooner or later he would die."

Having said this, the guards also felt relieved.

A few more screams burst out of the cold palace, but in this huge deep palace, the death of a person is as subtle as sand.

"You... what did you paint..."

Empress Gu's voice was tearing, and she felt her face began to itch and corrode bit by bit, and the pain in her lower abdomen hit her. She rolled on the ground, sweating profusely all over her body.

Xie Wanrong stood up slowly, looked down at her like a king, and said indifferently: "It's just poison."

Queen Gu stretched out her hand with all her strength, trying to grab the blade on the ground. She kept poking forward with her fingertips. The moment she caught the blade, Xie Wanrong raised her foot and stepped on it. Die? It's not that easy, I want to break your heart!

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Empress Gu was convulsed and in severe pain. Thousands of ants were gnawing at her flesh and blood. She couldn't help but reach out and grab the rotten wound on her face.

Nothing can be seen on that bloody face, only the stench of corrosion remains.

(End of this chapter)