The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 447

"The unbearable past?" Concubine Wen sneered, "The emperor also knows about the unbearable past?! So I'm afraid she knows?"

"I only say what I say once, so take care of yourself!" Ling Juncheng no longer entangled with her, he turned around and walked away.

Seeing the figure from behind resolutely go away, Concubine Wen's palms slowly contracted and clenched into fists.

She walked to the bamboo stove, picked up the handkerchief on the side, covered the handle, and slowly poured a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea overflowed the whole room, which was refreshing, but it failed to shake off the haze that shrouded the sky above.

Concubine Wen stepped on the cool night light that entered the room to close the window, looked down at the two doors that fell on the ground, turned her wrist, and a powerful internal force burst out from the palm of her hand, and the two doors were immediately lifted , Covering the open door tightly.

After turning around and walking towards Guqin, he stretched out his hand and pushed away the huge mural on the wall.

"Master, people have gone far."

She stood in front of the secret door respectfully with her forehead.

After a while, a black figure came out from behind the secret door.

He wore half a mask, and his tall and tall body stood upright.

The facial features hidden under the mask could not see emotions, but he could see the strong killing intent from the bottom of his eyes.

He walked up to the table and sat down lightly, looking down at the steaming cup.

"For so many years, I don't believe that he did that thing." After a moment of thought, he continued, "How can he be so at ease?"

"Master, why don't you kill him directly?" Concubine Wen whispered standing beside him, "He took what should belong to you!"

"If you kill him, you will become the same person as him." His eyes were dark and cold. "Everything he has now, I will take back one by one! But definitely not in his way."

Concubine Wen pursed her lips, lowered her eyes halfway, and said in a low voice: "Including his women?"

The black figure did not make a sound.

He stretched out his hand to hold the cup and brought it to his lips to take a sip: "Your tea is getting better and better."

"But you can't cook it for the master every day." Concubine Wen's eyes were dim.

If he didn't answer her question directly, he acquiesced.

It's always been like this, as long as he doesn't want to answer directly, he deliberately changes the subject, but she already knows that he is bound to win.

"I don't drink tea every day." The steam of hot tea covered his eyes, and his words had no deep meaning.

Concubine Wen frowned and pinched the corner of her clothes: "But Chao Ge wants to see the master every day."

Hearing this, the man clenched the cup in his hand and looked at her slightly sideways.

"Do you know?" He withdrew his eyes and looked away, "The more I give you, the more you want. If you are not greedy enough, I don't want to see you become like that."

"It's Chaoge who lost his composure!" Concubine Wen hurriedly knelt down, "Chaoge wanted to return to his homeland so much, that's why he didn't choose what to say."

The black figure stood up and looked down at her who was kneeling at his feet: "I see that you have used her skin for too long, so you can't recognize your identity."

Saying that, he raised his hand and waved.

The human skin mask on Concubine Wen's face fell by her hand.

Trembling, she randomly picked it up and put it on her face, covering the horrific scar on her side face.

"The Chao Pigeon was rescued by its master from the fire. The Chao Pigeon's life belongs to its master. It has been obeying its master for the rest of its life. I absolutely dare not have any extravagant thoughts!"

She bowed her head deeply, never daring to look up at him again.

(End of this chapter)