009 Forced to death, she also wants to gamble

Zhu Yu knew that the poisoned wine was dropped in public and the Queen would find out about it sooner or later.

She had already messed up one thing, and she couldn't make the same mistake again.

Feng Qingchen must die!

As a maidservant of the Queen, Zhu Yu understood better than anyone how cruel the Queen's methods were.

Only if Feng Qingchen died would the Queen Mother let her go.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhu Yu's mouth.

My dear fellow Taoist, you, Feng Qingchen, are going to die sooner or later anyway. Dying early can save my life, so why not do it?

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die.

The Queen wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning. She will not let you live until five o'clock.

Don't blame me if you meet the King of Hell. Blame the Queen. Or blame yourself for what happened.

Zhu Yu lowered her head, picked up the white silk on the ground, and walked towards Feng Qingchen gracefully...

Looking at Zhu Yu who was walking towards him step by step with a bloodthirsty smile, Feng Qingchen's ten fingers were cold and she bit her lips tightly. Her delicate pink lips were bitten by Feng Qingchen until they were bloody...

Does it hurt?

pain!

But she was already numb from the pain!

Her forehead hurt, her cheeks hurt, and the wounds on her body hurt even more. It hurt to her bones and her heart, and she felt like crying.

But as painful as these are, they are not worth mentioning at the critical moment of life and death.

This time, Feng Qingchen was really scared and hateful!

In this age where human life is regarded as worthless, if the supreme Empress wants her to die, she really cannot survive.

As a doctor, she had seen many things, including life and death, but the more this happened, the more she longed to live.

The moment she entered the palace, she realized that it would not be easy to walk out alive, so she took the risk to attack Dong Ling Zi Luo, hoping to save her own life.

Fortunately, she achieved what she wanted, but she didn't expect the royal family to be so unfaithful and turn around and order her death.

Isn't this cup of poisoned wine and this three-foot white silk the work of Dongling Ziluo?

Feng Qingchen would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

What a gentleman's promise is all lies. There are not so many coincidences in this world. As soon as Dong Ling Zi Luo entered the palace, the Queen's poisoned wine and white silk were brought out.

This time, Feng Qingchen really misunderstood Dong Ling Zi Luo. Dong Ling Zi Luo really didn't know what the Queen was doing. However, when he saw this scene in the palace, he had no intention of stopping it.

It would be better if Feng Qingchen just died like this.

As long as Feng Qingchen was alive, she would remind him of what it was like to be threatened by a powerless woman.

For a man, a man of great dignity, this is intolerable.

"Feng Qingchen, this is a gift from the Queen."

Zhu Yu handed the white silk in her hand to Feng Qingchen. The pearl hairpin on her hair bun hit back and forth because of this action, making a crisp and pleasant sound, which eased the depressing atmosphere a little and also brought Feng Qingchen back to his senses.

Feng Qingchen acted as if he didn't see it. He quickly lowered his head, took a deep breath, and hid all the emotions in his eyes.

With a proper smile, Feng Qingchen raised his head and asked calmly, "Does the Queen have anything to say?"

She wanted to take a gamble, betting that the Queen would not directly say: I am going to sentence you to death.

As long as the queen didn't say it clearly, she could pretend not to understand and wait until she left the palace to discuss everything. Anyway, she had already offended the queen and Dongling Ziluo, so it didn't matter if she added this.

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die!

Humph, that's ridiculous.

In this world, not everyone is so loyal and willing to die for the so-called moral principles between the monarch and his subjects. She doesn't know about others, but Feng Qingchen will never do that.

What is a monarch and what is a minister?

Kings, princes, generals and ministers are not of the same race. The world of Dongling was also seized from others. The country was founded less than a hundred years ago. Why would such a king want her to die twice in one day?

Zhu Yu raised a cold smile. With the poisoned wine, the Queen would have no words to say. But now it was different. The poisoned wine was gone, and some things had to be said...

Clearing her throat, Zhu Yu said proudly, "His Royal Highness Prince Luo said that Miss Feng is not upright and not clean. The Queen asked Miss Feng to read the "Female Commandments" more and follow the "Female Commandments" as a guideline for future actions."

As stated in "Instructions for Women", a woman who has lost her chastity should not live in this world. Zhu Yu believed that these words were enough to make Feng Qingchen understand.

Feng Qingchen's tightly clenched fist finally loosened, and his face, which had been pale due to excessive blood loss, regained some redness. He lowered his head and took the white silk from Zhu Yu's hand: "Qingchen thanks the Queen for her teachings."

If there is no decree for my death, why should I die?

"Nujie"? I'll watch it when I have time, but I believe I will never have the chance to watch it in this lifetime.

As for this three-foot white silk.

In addition to being used for hanging, white silk has many other uses.

"Humph!" Zhu Yu raised her head arrogantly: "Feng Qingchen, you better know your own business and don't even think about fighting against the heavens."

"Yes, Madam." Feng Qingchen responded good-temperedly.

"Leave quickly! This holy place of the imperial palace is not a place for filthy people like you to stay." Zhu Yu saw that Feng Qingchen seemed confused and became more and more harsh.

Feng Qingchen, hurry out of the palace and find a tree to hang yourself. Maybe the Queen will take pity on you and give you a straw mat and throw you into a mass grave.

Filthy person!

Feng Qingchen remained silent and turned around silently.

Today, she suffered more insults than in her entire previous life.

In her previous life, if someone scolded her, she could scold back; if someone hit her, she could hit back.

But now, it’s not possible.

She has no power, no influence, and no protection. She has no capital to be willful in this world.

The more you live, the more you go backwards.

Feng Qingchen raised her head, blinked, looked at the gloomy sky… and blinked back the tears in her eyes.

Feng Qingchen, stop crying. Your last life was so difficult, but you managed to get through it. What does this little humiliation mean to you now?

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.

There is still a lot of time, and Feng Qingchen will not be unlucky all her life.

The humiliation these people inflict on her today will be repaid one day.

The moment he took a step forward, Feng Qingchen loosened his hands, and the white silk that was twisted into a strand in his hands suddenly spread out, and a piece of white cloth about half a meter wide appeared in front of everyone.

"What is this for?"

Seeing Feng Qingchen spread out the white silk, everyone murmured in confusion, and the next second they understood.

Feng Qingchen turned around, and the white silk in her hand turned into a white shawl, which was draped over Feng Qingchen's shoulders, overlapping with the red gauze on her body, which looked very beautiful...

What a courage!

The eunuchs and palace maids thought to themselves, the Queen's intentions were so obvious, and yet Feng Qingchen actually dared...

The next second, they understood what it meant to be even more courageous. Feng Qingchen, wrapped in white silk, knelt down towards the location of the Queen's Palace and said loudly:

"The Queen is kind-hearted and took pity on Qingchen for not having clothes to cover her body. She gave Qingchen three feet of white silk to cover her body. Qingchen would like to thank her for this. May the Queen live a thousand years..."

After a kowtow, his bloody forehead was stained with dust, but Feng Qingchen didn't care. He wiped it off gently and stood up gracefully.

Amid Zhu Yu's pale face and everyone else's surprised expressions, Feng Xuanchen proudly turned around and left.

The wind blew, and the white silk on her body also fluttered. Coupled with Feng Qingchen's unrestrained and heroic steps, she looked like an immortal...

Inside the palace, Dong Ling Ziluo looked at Feng Qingchen's resolute back as he left. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he admired or disliked her, but his eyes couldn't leave the red and white figure.

The red dress was so dirty, but the white silk was pure and flawless.

Feng Qingchen, are you telling the world that you are innocent?

Hahaha……

Feng Qingchen, you are so naive.

Is your innocence worth money?

After today, is there anyone in this world who still cares about whether someone is innocent or not?

Dong Ling Zi Luo turned around arrogantly and left Feng Qingchen behind.

Such a woman is not worth his attention...