Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

Cui Xianxian suppressed her fear and shouted, "Yang Guipin, calm down. When have I ever done such a thing?"

"Who else could it be if not you? You are the only one in this harem who hopes for my son's death!"

Yang Yiyi screamed, her reason already burned by anger.

She had fought with Cui Xianxian for so many years, but she still didn't know what Cui Xianxian was thinking? Cui Xianxian had long hoped that her second prince would die!

"Calm down and stop spitting blood. I never did that!"

Cui Xianxian now had cold sweat on her back, knowing that someone was deliberately trying to make both of them suffer!

Who?

Who is it?

Is it really...

Cui Xianxian didn’t dare to think about it.

"Your Majesty is here!"

At this time, Jin Zhao rushed over after hearing the news, his face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Also by his side was the most popular figure of the time, Shangshu Ling Xie Yun.

When Yang Yiyi heard this, hope lit up in her eyes, as if she had seen a savior.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Cousin, you have to make the decision for Yiyi!"

Yang Yiyi staggered towards Jin Zhao excitedly. She grabbed the corner of Jin Zhao's clothes, her face full of tears, "Cousin, cousin, Cui Qianqian killed our Zhi'er! You must avenge our Zhi'er!"

He looked at Yang Yiyi with a flash of pity in his eyes, then suddenly looked at the queen, full of suspicion and anger, and asked: "Queen, is what the concubine said true?"

Cui Xianxian immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty! I would never do such a thing! Please understand my mistake, Your Majesty!"

Jin Zhao's expression was unclear. At this moment, palace servants brought the second prince's body over.

"Ah!! My dear!!"

As an extremely shrill scream pierced the sky, Yang Yiyi's eyes widened, her face full of sorrow, and she rolled and crawled towards the small corpse.

When she finally hugged the cold body, tears flowed down her face, instantly soaking her chest. She hugged the child tightly, as if she wanted to convey all her love and warmth to him, but it was too late.

When Jin Zhao heard the sound and looked, he saw that the Second Prince's body had turned a strange dark blue color, with blood gushing out of his seven orifices. The horrifying scene was so terrifying that his heart trembled violently, and an indescribable pain flashed across his face.

The eldest prince on the side took a trembling glance. Just this quick glance made him terrified and he burst into tears.

The scene before my eyes was so horrific. My second brother’s death was so miserable that it was as terrifying as a demon from hell.

When Cui Xianxian witnessed this scene, she felt a chill in her heart. She stood there blankly, her face as pale as paper, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to say something but no sound came out.

"Ahhh, my son, my Zhier... Wuuuuu..." Yang Yiyi cried in grief, her cries echoing in the air, each word was heartbreaking.

After a long time, she finally stopped crying. She stood up slowly, stretched out her hands and grabbed Jin Zhao's robe tightly, and pleaded in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, cousin, please look! Take a good look, our Zhi'er is still so young, he should have a bright future, but now he has been killed in such a cruel way! The person behind the scenes is simply not a human! How can he bear to do such a cruel thing to such a young and innocent child?!"

At this moment, Xie Yun was the only one who seemed out of place in the chaotic scene. He stood quietly aside, with a cold smile slowly rising from the corner of his mouth.

He admired with great interest the look of Yang Yiyi who was almost insane due to the grief of losing her son, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

Ah Qin must have been so desperate at that time, right?

Today you will feel her pain.