Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

Chapter 11 Beauty and beauty blood skin cream
Shu Yi was weak, said two suits, then fell silent and lay down on the bed to rest, tightly holding on to Shu Nuo, Shu Nuo didn't speak, and waited for her to fall asleep before lifting the curtain and leaving.

"Hey, are you finally willing to come out?" Fu Guifei sat on the date red round chair, picked up a pair of pearl earrings in the dowry, put them on, and looked in the bronze mirror, "Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, your sister is here in the palace." It is natural to live comfortably.”

Shu Nuo's eyes were gloomy, he bowed his head and lowered his head in salute, "My son certainly listens to your mother."

"Oh? Is that so?" Concubine Fu Gui sneered, and raised her hand to let Dongqiu help her up. With a graceful figure, she walked up to Shu Nuo and raised her chin with her index finger, "Then how did Taochun die? Don't tell me that she stabbed herself to death."

With her slender fingertips spinning around her jaw, Shu Nuo suddenly took a step back to avoid her hand that was about to slide down, "Taochun doesn't obey discipline, and it is reasonable to die."

"You want to discipline the people in this palace?"

"No." Shu Nuo seemed to be unintentionally straightening the collar of his high coat, and said gently, "Tao Chun is the helper sent by the empress to my ministers, but she insists on going her own way time and time again, causing the plan to fail. Tell me, if you don't kill her, she will most likely say something she shouldn't have said."

"Oh? Then are you afraid that she will drag me down by saying something she shouldn't say, or that she will hurt you by saying everything she should say?"

"The minister naturally wants to protect the empress."

Concubine Fu Gui snorted softly, dragged Yunfei's satin brocade and butterfly skirt, Shi Shiran sat back in front of the bronze mirror, picked up the jade flying flower and shook it on the hair bun to compare, "Since you want to protect the palace, how can you protect the palace?" Just do your part, when Chu Linghou returns to the palace, it's like a tiger entering the forest, but it doesn't mean that you, a hunter, have reason to slack off."

"Kill Chu Jiangsu earlier, so that you can reunite with your sister earlier, don't try to play tricks, otherwise, Shu Yi's corpse will be the best sacrifice for you."

The fingertips under the sleeves of Shu Nuo's robe curled up for a moment, but she didn't reply right away, she walked behind Concubine Fu and took the jade flying flower she was holding in her hand, and gently and carefully inserted it into her hair.

The figure of the "boy" projected by the bronze mirror is hazy and gentle, and the fingertips on the side of the bun are even more lingering. Concubine Xia looked at the person of Zhilan Yushu through the mirror, and let her do what she did and forgot to move.

"When did my minister play tricks, and what my mother wishes is my wish." Shu Nuo inserted the flying flower steps and slowly put his hands on her shoulders, "My minister bows his head and obeys orders, and my mother must be honest with each other." Well, Gu has no merits, the only thing that can be used is persistence."

"Those hypocritical villains who are stared at alone, even if they go to the poor and fall to the underworld and become ghosts, I will definitely drag her to suffer the eighteenth hell."

The subordinates exerted force suddenly, and Concubine Fu raised her head to reprimand her with a cry of surprise, she swallowed the words in her throat, unable to utter a single word, meeting Shu Nuo's calm but deep pupils.

"My son retire."

Shu Nuo withdrew his hand and gave a salute, turned around and left without looking back.

The shift of sunlight makes the hall even more quiet.

Dongqiu, who was serving at the side, stepped forward and took off Concubine Fu's bun, which was a little crooked, "Ma'am, this Shu Nuo is really getting more and more rampant, so outspoken, he dares to touch you, it's simply impolite. "

"Anyway, he is still a prince now, and he still has the airs he should have." Concubine Fu took the step and exchanged it for a coral hairpin and handed it over. Under the pomegranate skirt, "

"One is Chu Jiangsu, and the other is her. But of these two people, one must die, and the other is about to die. Alas, after all, they are old, and they can't even take down two dying people."

Dongqiu combed her hair respectfully, and inserted coral hairpins: "Your Majesty is naturally beautiful, why do you say that when you get old, it's clear that those two people don't understand style."

"It's true." Concubine Fu approached the bronze mirror, stretched out her hand to caress her face carefully, looked at it for a long time, frowned and said, "There are more lines, go! Pull that little bitch here, what time is it still sleeping?" , it's time to get up and make snow cream for Bengong."

Dongqiu waved his hand with a 'here', and the little eunuch who was waiting for orders by the carved door walked into the side hall with a bowed body, and a mournful cry sounded in an instant, Shu Yi was dragged out like a downcast dog and thrown to the ground.

Concubine Fu raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly: "Let's begin."

With a sound of 'stab', the clothes were torn, Shu Yi shrank and hugged herself tightly, her long hair fell down to cover the humiliating tears on her face.

Her back was densely covered with knife marks, and the rolled-up flesh was horrifying, exposing bones, Dongqiu looked down, then turned to Concubine Fu and said, "Your Majesty, there is no place for a knife to draw blood on her back. "

Concubine Fu played with the ruby ​​dagger she took out from the wooden cabinet: "Last time, the blood was taken less, and the refined snow cream was not much at all. This time, I can get more." She looked up and curled up Shuyi said, "The back spine cannot be cut, what about the front chest? What about the elbows and arms? What about the lower abdomen? As long as people don't die, where can they be taken?"

"Here." Dongqiu squatted down, pinched Shu Yi's arm and wanted to pull her up, "Being able to become the medicine primer for my mother's beauty and beauty is a blessing you cultivated in your previous life. Don't always think about resisting or you will suffer." It's you."

"don't want……"

Shu Yi tightly hugged the clothes that could still cover her body, tears fell down, and Dong Qiu also pulled her hard, with a force, Shu Yi was pushed to the ground, a piece of soft brocade cloth fell from her body. It fell out of her arms.

"What is this?"

"Don't!" Shu Yi stepped forward and wanted to take it back, but was pinned tightly to the ground by the eunuch behind her, unable to move. She stretched out her hand, but could only watch Concubine Fu pick it up and fiddle with it over and over again. You return the brocade to me, this is the handkerchief I want to give to Anuo... this is to give to Anuo!"

"The handkerchief? That's it?" Concubine Fu stretched out her index and middle fingers to hold the brocade cloth and shook, her eyes full of ridicule, "It's not brocade or Shu cloth, it looks like it was cut from a corner of a dress, ha ha, You are worthy of this kind of dross."

She casually tossed the brocade cloth aside.

Shu Yi broke free from the little eunuch and scrambled to hold the brocade cloth in his hand again. Before a smile appeared on his face, his right wrist hurt severely, and the sharp ruby ​​dagger pierced straight into his skin, blood gushing out , stained red.

"Tell me, if your right hand is useless, can you still hold a needle and thread? I'm really curious."

The whispers of evil ghosts threatening his life lingered in his ears, Shu Yi bit her thin lips tightly and wept silently, but she never let go of her hand holding Jinbu.

The setting sun in the sky was dyed red by a layer of auspicious clouds.

Shu Nuo looked up, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a desolate cry.

(End of this chapter)