The harem is full of gossip, Your Majesty, you are cheating

Lin Qingqing looked at Yue Lin with a sad face.

He obviously came here for her!

He loves her and he can't let her go.

Is this so difficult to admit?

If he hits her in the face, wouldn't the emperor be the one who feels hurt?

Lin Qingqing's eyes were full of water.

That's it.

Who made her leave was a plot of mutual torture.

Yunxiang had no idea of ​​Lin Qingqing's complicated psychological activities. She slapped Lin Qingqing ten times with both hands.

Yunxiang looked at her palms and felt happy.

If she continues to practice like this, when she becomes Aunt Yun or Madam Yun, she will probably be able to knock a child out with just one slap.

“Yunxiang, just stand next to her. If she continues to speak rudely, continue to beat her.” Yue Lin said calmly.

"Yes."

Yun Xiang agreed crisply. She stood aside, looking at Lin Qingqing with eager eyes.

She also wants to practice her slapping skills more.

"Your Majesty!" Lin Qingqing covered her left face in pain. After a while, she covered her right face.

Both sides of her face hurt, so she simply covered her face with her hands.

This posture seems a bit weird...

Lin Qingqing changed eight hundred positions in one second. Finally, she put her hands down and looked at Yue Lin with a wronged face: "If the emperor hates me so much, no one else needs to do it, I will do it myself!"

She stood up and suddenly rushed towards the wall.

She hit herself to death, let's see if Yue Lin feels sad!

Yue Lin: “???”

Jiang Zhimiao: “!!!!”

Everyone: “?!?!”

Lin Qingqing bumped into the car while waiting for someone to stop her, but naturally no one came.

So she bumped into him directly.

boom!

In order to make Yue Lin feel distressed, Lin Qingqing hit him pretty hard.

In addition to her pink cheeks, there was also a red spot on her forehead.

Commonly known as.

Three reds stand in a tripod.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with this?" Lin Qingqing looked at Yue Lin with grief and indignation.

Come come.

Let you pretend!

If I don’t make you heartbroken today, my last name won’t be Lin.

Yue Lin was stunned by Lin Qingqing's operation and was silent for a moment.

What on earth is going on in Lin Qingqing's mind?

He seemed to lose track of the train of thought for a moment?

"It's not enough, is it?" Lin Qingqing looked at the silent Yue Lin and suddenly felt happy.

Not talking anymore, right?

It must be heartbreaking, right?

Let you pretend!

Today, I must let you know what it means to be heartbroken!

Lin Qingqing suddenly bumped into the wall again.

This time, his forehead not only turned red, but also swollen.

【I…oh my god.】

Jiang Zhimiao's voice was extremely shocked.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Still... is it still possible?

Lin Qingqing gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and bumped several times until her forehead began to bleed. She stopped and said, "Your Majesty, is this enough?!"

In her imagination.

A streak of bright red blood slowly flowed down from her forehead.

It slid across her fair face, adding a touch of charm to her peerless beauty.

Yue Lin looked at this scene and felt shocked and distressed!

Although he was trying hard not to express it, in his heart, he already hated Jiang Zhimiao to the core!

in reality.

A lump grew on her forehead, like a strange animal with horns.

Blood slowly flowed down her red face...making her look even more abnormal.

Yue Lin was indeed shocked.

He said slowly: "How about...you go back and sit down first?"

It would be embarrassing if Lin Cainü died here.

Besides, she was somewhat useful.

Lin Qingqing glanced at Yue Lin, a sneer rising in her heart.

really.

Yue Lin still felt distressed.

but.

She won't appreciate it easily.

If you want to win her back, you have to at least go through some wife-chasing crematoriums.

Lin Qingqing sneered twice, but because she hit her head, the sneer made her feel a little dizzy.

She quickly calmed down and then slowly sat back down.

[This... has Lin Cainu been driven insane? ] Jiang Zhimiao couldn't help but sigh.

This seems a bit abnormal no matter how you look at it!

The key is.

After torturing herself for a while, Lin Qingqing calmed down a little and then stared at her with a hidden smug look.

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to know.

What is she so proud of?!

Normal people really can't keep up with the thinking of mentally ill people.

"Yunxiang, get some ointment and apply it to Lin Cainv." Jiang Zhimiao said.

Yunxiang was about to agree.

Lin Qingqing said proudly: "No need! I made a mistake, so I should accept the punishment."

As she spoke, she turned around to show Yue Lin the wound on her forehead.

Are you heartbroken?

I feel so sorry for you!

Yue Lin: “…”

Jiang Zhimiao changed his words: "Then Yunxiang, take a piece of cloth and wipe Lin Cainv's blood, don't let the blood drip onto the hall."

Yunxiang immediately responded crisply.

Fengyi Palace now has a habit of preparing a bunch of fruit plates. Yi Cairen, who was standing next to her, smiled and pulled out the mat under the fruit plate and handed it to Yunxiang: "Use this."

Yunxiang thanked her, took it and wiped Lin Cainv's wound.

The material of the pad was naturally extremely rough, and Lin Cainv immediately grimaced.

Jiang Zhimiao was too lazy to watch this farce any longer.

She turned on the gossip system.

See what's going on today.

As soon as he saw Jiang Zhimiao, he began to stare blankly.

Everyone sat up straight out of habit, and Yue Lin also listened attentively.

Yue Xi didn't know what was going to happen, but seeing how everyone was performing, she couldn't help but prick up her ears.

[Yi Cairen composed a song and planned to show it off in the palace sometime.]

When Jiang Zhimiao saw it, he immediately looked at Yi Cairen in horror.

This is system-certified tone-deafness.

Yi Cairen straightened her chest and showed a confident smile. This time, she must use this song to wash away the shameful evaluation given to her by the gossip system!

other people:"……"

No, thank you.

Their primary goal recently is to never give Yi Cairen a chance to sing.

Yue Lin and Yue Xi still don’t know the true situation of Yi Cairen, and Yue Xi is even a little looking forward to it.

Is Yi Cairen good at singing?

So is she blessed with good hearing?

If anyone knew what she was thinking, they would tell her, “No, you don’t.”

Jiang Zhimiao continued to read gossip.

【Mrs. Chen Shangshu's wife is pregnant.】

Chen Shuyi's expression suddenly changed.

There was only one Shangshu with the surname Chen, her father.

Her mother is pregnant?

She is the only daughter in the Chen family. In the past, if her mother was pregnant, Chen Shuyi would definitely be happy.

But now...

She only felt waves of fear.

What does her father want to do?

[According to the plot in the book, Chen Jingming does have another son.]

[Strangely, Mrs. Chen doesn't seem to have a very good relationship with this child. Logically speaking, mother and child are connected by heart, so this shouldn't be the case?]

The plot she learned did not include the second half of the book. Jiang Zhimiao had no idea what was going on and could only put it aside for the time being.

【Take a look at the last piece of gossip. 】

This gossip...

Jiang Zhimiao's pupils trembled again.