Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

"Very good." Yu Zeyan's eyes flickered, and he said with a light smile, "The princess deliberately murdered the diners of the royal residence, and hit 30 big boards hard, so as to imitate others. You are still the princess, is it as you want?"

Thirty boards.

Bei Qiu trembled all over.

It will definitely beat her to a pulp. In this male-masculine world, in Yu Zeyan's eyes, she is not a woman at all, so beating and scolding is very handy.

Such a cruel punishment.

The scholar still felt dissatisfied, and took Yu Zeyan's hand and said: "She framed Xiaosheng in such a way, and the lord hit her thirty times, so forget it? Could it be that the lord listened to her and didn't believe Xiaosheng?"

"I naturally believe you." Yu Zeyan held the scholar's hand instead.

"Xiaosheng has entrusted himself completely to the lord. If the lord still doesn't believe in Xiaosheng's innocence, Xiaosheng's death proves his innocence!" The scholar rushed to the execution platform and picked up a dagger.

Yu Zeyan was startled, and immediately snatched the scholar's dagger, and hugged the scholar in his arms distressedly, "If I don't believe you, who else can I trust?"

Bei Qiu suddenly realized.

It turned out that Yu Zeyan surrendered because of his dedication.

She sneered and said: "The clean is self-cleaning. If I were you, I would never sell my body to gain the trust of others. This body is too cheap."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she clearly saw that both Yu Zeyan and the scholar froze.

These thirty boards have no water at all.

After hitting more than a dozen boards, she passed out from the pain, cursed Yu Zeyan over and over again in her heart, and vowed to pay back a hundredfold.

When she wakes up.

Lying on the bed.

Lian Er cried until she was in tears, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, she was sitting on the bench beside the bed, when she saw Bei Qiu move, she quickly stood up: "Ma'am, how are you doing?"

Bei Qiu pulled the wound as soon as she moved, gasped, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back instantly.

"Don't move, don't touch your majesty." Lian'er yelled in fright, crying: "How could the lord treat your majesty like this..."

"Don't cry." Bei Qiu gritted his teeth.

Lian'er pursed her lips, trying not to cry, but the tears still fell one by one: "Lian'er doesn't cry, Lian'er doesn't cry..."

"Did the prince ask you?" Bei Qiu asked with his head turned.

"I asked, but Lian'er didn't say anything, she insisted that the empress doesn't know anything, and the empress is innocent." Lian'er sobbed.

Bei Qiu nodded and wanted to get up, but she fell heavily on the bed due to the pain in her lower body, and she tore the bed sheet in pain.

"Your Majesty, don't move. The doctor said, Your Majesty's wound won't heal if it hasn't been healed for a month. Your Majesty, please don't touch the wound again." Lian Er stood by and was at a loss.

Bei Qiu said: "Help me up, I want to write a letter."

Lian'er gritted her teeth, and finally made up her mind, and carefully helped her up. The way she gritted her teeth and endured the pain made the tears she was holding back fall down again.

Bei Qiu could only stand and write the letter, she wrote down all her experiences in the palace, and asked the general to come and take her away.

She originally wanted to deal with Yu Zeyan by cooperating with the inside and outside, but now, she has already felt that in the palace, she will definitely live a life worse than death, and then make a decision after leaving the palace.

Finish the letter and give it to Lian'er.

In the evening of that day, people from the palace came.

Unexpectedly, the person who arrived turned out to be the emperor.

The emperor still came secretly, and suddenly appeared in her palace.

Lian'er was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground.

Bei Qiu turned her head and saw the worried face of the emperor. She suddenly felt sore in her heart. The grievances that had been suppressed for a long time erupted in an instant, and she could barely control her loss of control by clenching her palms tightly. Perhaps it was because during the previous mission, he gave her protection.

"What's going on here?!" Seeing Bei Qiu lying on the bed, with gauze wrapped around her buttocks, and even blood oozing out, the emperor said angrily.

Lian'er was so frightened that she trembled all over, crying and telling the emperor everything she had suffered in these years.

"I will take you away." The emperor stepped forward to arrest Bei Qiu.

Bei Qiu withdrew her hand abruptly, dragging the wound, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "The concubine cannot leave with the emperor."

"Can't you leave with me? What else do you want to do here? Yu Zeyan will do whatever it takes, don't you feel that I want to protect you, is it wrong!" He didn't meet her before she died, but he definitely Don't look at this woman who is eight times like her again and get stuck!

Bei Qiu paused, pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

"If you want to thank me for your kindness, follow me and leave!" The emperor stepped forward to pick up Bei Qiu and leave.

Lian'er on the side was already stunned.

Bei Qiu dodged again, "Your Majesty!" She shouted softly.

The emperor stopped his hand and froze in mid-air.

"The concubine thanks the emperor for his kindness, but he cannot leave the emperor." Bei Qiu took a deep breath.

"You can't bear him?!" the emperor said angrily. "Now, with Zhen, you still can't bear to part with him!" The emperor was furious, he had already made up his mind not to let go, he directly hugged Bei Qiu and walked out.

Lian'er was so frightened that she quickly stood up and blocked the emperor.

"Get out of the way." The emperor angrily reprimanded.

Lian Er looked at Bei Qiu who was already in so much pain that she couldn't help herself, she gritted her teeth and refused to let go.

Bei Qiu slowed down for a while before finally recovering, grabbed the emperor's clothes, took a deep breath, and said angrily: "Your Majesty! What identity are you going to take the concubine out of? Light? Live forever in darkness?"

"Zhen will grant you a brand new identity!" The emperor's eyes were firm.

Bei Qiu sneered and said: "Your Majesty, this concubine is now the concubine that Wang Mingmei is marrying, no one knows!"

"I can make an order..." the emperor frowned slightly.

The words were interrupted by Bei Qiu: "Decree? Everyone speaks, but you alone can block it? If there is something wrong with the handling at this time, the prestige you did not have among the people will be wiped out!"

The emperor's expression changed, "I don't care."

"But my concubine cares about it, but because of this small incident, the emperor lost his sense of control. In this world, chaos is inevitable!"

The emperor trembled with anger and shouted angrily: "Zhao Beiqiu!"

"The concubine has very good ears. The emperor doesn't need to call the concubine so loudly. If other people are recruited, the concubine and the emperor will have no argument." Bei Qiu kept a cold face and did not give the emperor any good looks.

"You really have the guts. I am the emperor, and you dare to criticize my country in front of me!"

"The concubine thinks that what the concubine did is right, what does the emperor have to do with the common people?" Bei Qiu looked directly into the emperor's furious eyes.

"Okay, you can be your concubine. In the future, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me." The emperor said angrily, threw Bei Qiu to Lian Er, turned his head and left.

Lian'er quickly caught Bei Qiu, and after a jolt, she stood still a little, and carefully placed Bei Qiu on the bed. The painful Bei Qiu gritted her teeth again, sweating profusely.

Unexpectedly, the emperor just left.

A group of people surrounded her side hall in circles.

The scholar stumbled in.

Lian Er was immediately vigilant, and subconsciously grabbed the sword that had been hanging on the bed all year round, "Mistress, be careful!" She shrewdly blocked Bei Qiu.