The following days.

Liu Xiangru... No, it was the new king of Qing, Wen Xiangru. Every day after court, he would come to see her without changing his clothes.

Seeing that the palace maid had not touched the food in her hand, Wen Xiangru took the bowl from her and said, "Come here." After that, he waved his hand and dismissed everyone.

The last palace maid deliberately took a look inside before closing the door.

In particular, he saw the scene where Wen Xiangru walked towards Su Changzhao with the bowl in his hand.

When only Wen Xiangru and Su Changzhao were left in the hall.

Su Changzhao was sitting in the bedroom. When he saw Wen Xiangru coming over, he deliberately turned his face away.

Wen Xiangru pretended not to see it and sat down beside the bed naturally. He picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Su Changzhao's mouth.

"I'll feed you this time."

When Su Changzhao thought about how he had saved an ungrateful person, he immediately shook his hand off!

Bang!

The jade bowl fell to the ground and broke, and the jade spoon slid a long way along the ground.

"Don't be so hypocritical here!"

Wen Xiangru was not angry.

He lowered his eyes and said, "If you don't eat, do you think you still have the strength to leave here?"

"You're going to let me go?"

"No."

"..."Su Changzhao suddenly felt like he was being fooled and looked away again.

Wen Xiangru calmly picked up another plate of snacks and said, "What I mean is, if you continue like this, the final result will be that you will die in the palace of my Qing Kingdom. A hundred years later, you will be buried in the royal mausoleum with me as my concubine."

"You!" Su Changzhao looked at the other party in disbelief.

The look in his eyes was like he was looking at a madman.

At this time, Wen Xiangru had already brought the pastry to her mouth.

Neither urging nor taking it back, just waiting for Su Changzhao to make a choice.

Su Changzhao stared at him intently, and finally took a bite of the pastry, including the fingers he was holding the pastry with.

Wen Xiangru just watched her bite her finger without blinking and eat the pastry with blood.

Wen Xiangru said with satisfaction: "Very good."

It was the same this time. Seeing Su Changzhao eating, he left again.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He left a message.

·

"Then why did Your Majesty bother Su Changzhao, who is so ungrateful?"

A concubine beside him, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, was applying medicine to Wen Xiangru's finger. Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, as if her finger was injured.

Wen Xiangru acted as if he saw nothing and said nothing until he noticed that the concubine was holding an unusually exquisite medicine box.

"This is?"

The concubine said, "It is the same cream that was used on Su Changzhao. It is very effective in removing scars. Your Majesty will definitely not be left with scars."

"No, I want to keep it."

“…” The concubine was obviously shocked.

"As long as it's given by her, I like it."

Listening to Wen Xiangru's almost appreciative tone and looking at his injured finger, it seemed as if the injury was not an injury but some kind of reward.

Seeing this, the concubine's heart felt as if it was cut by a knife. Her slender fingers curled up and her nails dug into her palms.

…

Su Changzhao started eating.

Wen Xiangru is right about one thing.

That is, if she doesn't eat and her body becomes unhealthy, she will definitely not be able to escape.

Maybe now that she has a goal, she is not as depressed as before.

After observation, she found that the palace servants who served her always burned some incense in her bedroom.

The smell was pleasant, not poisonous, but it was very similar to the smell she had smelled in her sleep.

This must be the thing that caused me to lose my power.

Halfway through lunch, someone arrived.

Su Changzhao thought it was Wen Xiangru, so he naturally didn't look happy.

Who knew that there was someone else coming this time.

But not a stranger, but an old acquaintance.

"Liu Qingqing?"

The sister who was once pure and charming, and had been coveted by many playboys, now came to him with the airs of a favorite concubine of the country, accompanied by seven or eight palace maids, in a grand manner.

"General Su, long time no see."

Su Changzhao looked her up and down and sneered.

Because it goes without saying that Wen Xiangru staged a self-torture plan in order to successfully sneak into the general's mansion and steal the border garrison map. Among them, Liu Qingqing certainly played an indispensable role.

"How dare you! How dare you disrespect the Concubine Shu! The Concubine Shu is His Majesty's most beloved concubine!"

Su Changzhao understood in his heart, and said disdainfully: "Of course I dote on her. If it weren't for her good acting skills, how could Wen Xiangru be where he is today?"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that what Su Changzhao was talking about was the incident in which Wen Xiangru and Liu Qingqing worked together to stage a plot to sneak into the general's mansion and steal the garrison map.

Although Wen Xiangru did defeat Northern Yan, causing it to lose its god of war, lose its cities, and gradually decline in national power, they did use dishonorable methods that were not worthy of being put on the table.

This is a fact.

The palace maid beside Liu Qingqing was about to step forward to argue and teach Su Changzhao a lesson, but was stopped by Liu Qingqing.

"Royal Concubine?" The palace maid looked at her in confusion.

Liu Qingqing looked at Su Changzhao, with hostility hidden in her gentle eyes.

"General Su, our methods were a bit despicable. In a war between two countries, all means are used to deceive. The victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits. Now it is your Northern Yan who has lost. It is only a matter of time before your country is destroyed."

Su Changzhao: "You!"

Seeing Su Changzhao staring at her fiercely, Liu Qingqing felt a little pleasure.

But she was not satisfied with just this, so she said: "General Su, you have done me a favor after all. I came here today to tell you the truth."

"The truth?" Su Changzhao didn't believe that the other party would be so kind.

But she had long discovered that Wen Xiangru had been hiding something from her, and unable to resist her curiosity, she deliberately provoked him, "Are you saying this on purpose because you're afraid that I'll steal your favor?"

Seeing Su Changzhao so arrogant, he thought of the day when Wen Xiangru admired his hand injury and was happy even though it left a scar.

Liu Qingqing's heart ached, and she immediately winked at the palace maid beside her.

Those people quickly took Su Changzhao to **.

"What are you doing!?"

Liu Qingqing smiled charmingly, came to the bed, and swept her body with eyes as soft as a knife.

"Don't be afraid, General Su. You are His Majesty's distinguished guest. I won't touch you. I just want to tell you the truth."

"What do you mean!" Su Changzhao struggled.

"Words are not enough, so I want you to find out for yourself in this way."

"What did you find!" Su Changzhao vaguely sensed the truth, but there was always a layer of gauze covering it.

Until Liu Qingqing smiled and stroked her hand across her wrist, and then to her ankle.

It was just a light stroke of the finger, but the memories deep in my mind suddenly reappeared.

The severe pain in her limbs and wrists made her tremble slightly.

Seeing her beautiful face turn pale in an instant, Liu Qingqing was so pleased that she laughed sweetly.

"It seems that General Su has remembered? Haha, that's right, the tendons of General Su's hands and feet have been cut. Although he can still move, his peerless martial arts skills are useless."

"!!"

When Su Changzhao learned the truth, his mind exploded!

However, it was not over yet. Liu Qingqing continued coldly: "Do you think you can return to Beiyan? 'You took the border garrison map to surrender to His Majesty in exchange for the honorable status of the imperial concubine.' This matter has long been spread throughout Beiyan.

Once you go back, you will be charged with treason! Lingchi is a light punishment! You should be thankful that only one servant of your Su family died."

"!!" What, that Uncle Chen...

Su Changzhao's breathing became rapid.

"Oh," Liu Qingqing picked at her nails pretentiously, "There is no place for you in this world."

"!!" Hearing this, Su Changzhao felt as if something in his heart was collapsing.