The underworld signed in for a thousand years, reincarnated as an angry and crying empress

Han Cui outside the door, walking back and forth I don’t know how many laps.

I don’t know how many times she wanted to push the door in.

She always felt that it was dangerous to let the princess be in the same room with the strange man who knew at first glance that it was not a good thing.

It’s like putting a fat piece of fresh meat in a cage with a hungry wolf dog.

And just now, the princess amplified the uneasiness in Hancui’s heart.

But the princess said again, not to enter by herself.

Even if her relationship with the princess is good, after all, she is a slave, and she does not dare to disobey the princess’s order.

But that worry and anxiety intensified, making Hancui’s heart almost tangled.

Han Cui, who couldn’t help it, quietly leaned on the door to listen, but the environment of the restaurant was really noisy, and she couldn’t really hear it.

Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly heard a very subtle noise in the box.

……

Besides.

Han Cui hadn’t experienced this, and she didn’t understand what these sounds meant.

Even if she wanted to break her head, she couldn’t think of how blood-pumping the picture in the box was at this time.

And just when Li Chen was incomparably fragrant in the restaurant, Zhao Rui had already returned to the Hall of Hundred Flowers where he lived in the East Palace.

“Go down, no one is allowed to come in without my orders.”

Zhao Rui waved her hand and let all the palace maids who served leave.

Worried, she walked to the dormitory and took out a bottle of medicine and the note from a secret compartment.

Looking at the two things in his hand, what flashed in Zhao Rui’s mind was Li Chen’s various things.

Absolutely domineering as a prince.

As a politician, he is as cunning as a fox.

Benevolence and compassion as a prince.

The images are intertwined.

She didn’t dare to use poison to poison Li Chen, but what she didn’t dare to dare was confess everything to Li Chen.

She was afraid of death.

I was even more afraid that Li Chen would torture her with those vicious means.

But if she didn’t do it, Zhao Xuanji would definitely not let her go.

Under the dilemma, Zhao Rui was extremely painful.

Looking up at the falling snowflakes outside the window, Zhao Rui suddenly remembered Li Chen’s sentence to plant more plum blossoms….

Without hesitation, she pulled off the stopper of the poison bottle, poured all the liquid inside out the window, and melted into the snow.

And the note, burned to ashes by the candle she put on it.

After doing all this, Zhao Rui suddenly felt relaxed.

In any case, she is now the crown prince’s concubine, and Zhao Xuanji wants to not let herself go, and she will also cross the prince level, and if she really reaches that time, she will also die.

It is better than falling into Li Chen’s hands and being tortured to death.

Zhao Rui didn’t want to die, and under this strong urge to survive, she made the choice she felt was the most correct.

“Come man.”

When the palace maids came in respectfully, Zhao Rui was already sitting on the soft sofa, looking at the snowy scene outside the window.

“Earlier, the prince said to have more plum blossoms, you sent someone to do it, I want this courtyard to be full of blooming plum blossoms.”

After speaking, Zhao Rui pointed to a broken bottle and a pile of ashes on the table, and said indifferently: “Take these out and throw them away, the farther away the better.”

“The slave obeys.”

The palace maid bowed down, and naturally someone came up to clean up the garbage, and some people went out to find someone to plant plum blossoms.

A palace maid who was usually close to her came over, glanced at Zhao Rui and was surprised: “Lady Crown Prince, why are you sweaty, do you want the slave to prepare hot water for you to bathe?”

Zhao Rui, who put down a boulder in her heart, also relaxed a lot, she felt that her body was really sweaty, chuckled, and said: “It’s okay, go and prepare.” ”