After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 759

Huo concubine's sobbing and sobbing cries came continuously, like a lullaby, and the emperor couldn't get tired of hearing it.

The emperor was so angry that he dropped the teacup and roared angrily, "Shut up, or I will have Yang's five horses cut into pieces immediately!"

The angry roar came from the hall, and the concubine Huo was so frightened that she stopped crying immediately.

The emperor sighed: "Concubine Ying came to cry for a while just now, and now she is here again, I am so annoying, Li Yu, help me to rest for a while."

Li Yu was waiting for his words, and hurriedly followed in.

The emperor was lying on the large huanghuali Jiulong Arhat couch inside, and Li Yu directed the maids to come up and fan him.

He burned the emperor's favorite ambergris as usual, but today's spice was mixed with a little benzoin to help sleep.

Curly green smoke floats out from the enamel-colored Suanni incense burner, and slowly diffuses in the air, making it more peaceful and comfortable.

Accompanied by this fragrance, the emperor quietly fell asleep.

Li Yu put down the Nine Dragon Bright Yellow Tent, closed the outermost hall door, and blocked Huo Concubine's voice from outside the hall.

Concubine Jia heard that Concubine Huo was kneeling in Qianqing Palace to beg for mercy, so she happily ran over to join in the fun.

From a distance, she saw Concubine Huo kneeling on the gold-brick plaster floor, wearing a plain dress, her hairpins were all gone, her hair was scattered, and the autumn tiger was so vicious that it shone on her body, making her face covered in sweat.

Concubine Jia waved a white ball fan embroidered with hundreds of flowers and butterflies in Suzhou, and said with a sinister smile: "Oh, isn't this sister Huo? My sister doesn't stay in her own palace to cool off, so why is she here now? Look at my sister who is so clean, I can't bear it." To say that women should be pretty and filial, really makes me feel pity!"

Huo Concubine glared at her resentfully, and said angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Concubine Jia smiled and said, "I'm here to watch the fun, otherwise what else can I do?"

"You—" Huo Bi's chest heaved with anger.

Concubine Jia sneered and said: "Concubine Huo, do you think that the emperor will be able to spare Yang by kneeling here? Hmph, let me tell you, people who have been involved with witchcraft in the past dynasties have basically come to a bad end, even if they are as noble as you." The Queen's husband, Wei Zifu, was also forced to commit suicide, not to mention your mother, if you still want to kneel here and beg the emperor for mercy, you think highly of yourself."

Huo concubine shook her head again and again: "No, I don't believe it, the emperor will not be so heartless, I am pregnant with the emperor's child..."

Concubine Jia smiled: "You are pregnant with the emperor's child, but your mother also harmed the emperor's child. The positive and the negative cancel each other out. Do you think the emperor will soften his heart?"

Huo Bi's body went limp upon hearing this, and she struggled to get up from the ground.

But she knelt for too long, and when she suddenly got violent, her whole body softened.

Concubine Huo forced herself to straighten up, and glared at Concubine Jia viciously: "My mother is just an ignorant woman who doesn't even understand witchcraft, how could she curse Concubine Ying's mother and son, it was you, you and that bitch Linglong who joined forces to frame me Damn?"

Concubine Jia nodded with a smile, and whispered in her ear: "Yes, it was me, I was the one who knocked over the silk material that the queen gave to your mother during the process of pushing and shoving, and took the opportunity to stuff that puppet went in, and then the thief shouted, "Stop thief."

Her voice was full of viciousness and charm, and it made people shudder to hear it.

Hearing this, Concubine Huo was immediately flushed with anger, and screamed, "Why? Why is it so right?"

She rushed over angrily, grabbed Concubine Jia's clothes, clasped her wrist, and embedded her long nails into the flesh of her wrist.

(End of this chapter)