The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 499
While everyone was watching with dissatisfied or astonished eyes, Nie Zhaoyang raised his face slightly and finished speaking in a loud voice. After that, before anyone could react, he raised his hand and pressed it tightly against his right hand. side neck.

"what!"

"Miss!"

"Wait a minute!"

Following Nie Zhaoyang's actions, there were countless noises in the room.

The last sentence of "wait a minute" came from Mr. Li.

"I don't know what else Master Li can say?"

At close range, Nie Zhaoyang could clearly see the uncontrollable and chaotic expression in Mr. Li's eyes, which made the originally confident and dignified face a bit gray. You were right, although your heart was slightly relaxed, your face was silent, still looking back with a determined look, and at the same time did not forget to lift your fingers, so that the golden hair that you held between your fingers The hairpin was able to pierce into his fair neck more sharply.

"Miss!"

"what!"

"Zhaoyang..."

The servant girl and Aunt Yue who were standing near Nie Zhaoyang could clearly see the dark red blood splattering slowly through the golden hairpin piercing the neck, and the bright red blood splattered on the fair skin. The contrast was stark and dazzling. For a moment, everyone panicked, and Aunt Yue also opened her eyes wide and screamed in panic. .

Hearing shouts from around him, Nie Zhaoyang remained motionless, still maintaining a posture of self-injury, and looked straight at Master Li.

Mr. Li had already identified Nie Zhaoyang's identity from the crowd. Seeing Nie Zhaoyang's actions at this moment, the expression on his face became even more ugly, and his heart became heavy because of the calm momentum of the young girl in front of him.

Seeing that the girl in front of her was calm in the face of danger, with a calm expression, and indifferently hurting herself with a hairpin in the crowd of panicked people, and she even explained the purpose of her visit today, Master Li sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Why do you hurt yourself, miss?"

Nie Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but only heard a clear and high-spirited voice from behind, "Even though our female relatives have no strength to restrain chickens, we also know what righteousness means. If Master Li insists on forcing you, I will sacrifice myself I will honor the prestige of the palace!"

As soon as this sound came out, the whole room was shocked again, and almost everyone looked over.

The pale-faced Aunt Yue stood among the crowd, allowing many eyes to fall on her with a determined look in her eyes.

Aunt Yue was also amazed at Nie Zhaoyang's sudden change, but when she saw Nie Zhaoyang holding a hairpin against his neck and forcing him to die, a thought flashed in her heart, and she had a tacit understanding of what her daughter was thinking at the moment. Thinking about it, he couldn't help saying Nie Zhaoyang's name in a low voice, and then without hesitation, he raised his hand and wiped the moist corners of his eyes. Like Nie Zhaoyang, he raised his hand and pulled out a piece of butterfly-winged hair with sharp thorns from above his bun. The hairpin reached his neck fiercely, and shouted at the same time.

As soon as the voice fell, another female voice echoed loudly with a slight hoarse voice while weeping, "All of me honor the reputation of the palace!"

It was Mother Lan's voice!

Hearing the familiar voice behind him, Nie Zhaoyang's heart felt hot, and a warm current from the bottom of his heart surged into his mind, and he almost couldn't help letting go of his hairpin and looking back, but after all, he still had some sense , after all, he still firmly held the hairpin against his neck, looked straight at Master Li with cold eyes, and carefully watched his reaction.

(End of this chapter)