At this moment, the people standing outside the camp were all stunned.
Everyone stood around the gate of the tent in a daze. They didn't say a word, they just stared at each other with wide-eyed eyes.
Everyone is thinking about one thing—
Did I hear wrong
Must have heard wrong!
However, the voice that just came out of the tent was clearly the voice of the imperial concubine, and it was her voice shouting "Help!"!
What, what is going on here
Even if His Majesty the Emperor really wants to punish the concubine, he should let the queen handle it. After all, this is still a matter of the harem. If there is any serious crime, then there are accompanying officials. How can he punish her by himself? , Listening to the noise, it seems that two people are fighting inside.
What the hell are they doing in there? !
What was even more unimaginable was that apart from the sound that seemed to be calling for help, they seemed to have heard other sounds, like—the sound of clothes being torn!
Could this explain why the imperial concubine called for help
But-
No matter how you think about it, it's wrong!
A guess popped up in everyone's minds by coincidence, but they were immediately thrown out by themselves—how could it be possible? Absolutely impossible!
The concubines in the harem are jealous one by one, wishing to serve the emperor, not to mention the concubine who has fallen out of favor and suffered a lot along the way, if the emperor wants to be lucky with her, it will be a great gift. Could there be the kind of situation that everyone guessed
Absolutely impossible!
But if it's not possible, what's going on in it
Everyone was thinking wildly. Among the crowd, there was only one person, his face was flushed, as if he couldn't bear to hear those voices, he turned around and prepared to leave.
It was Ran Xiaoyu.
When she saw Zhu Feng dragging Nan Yan's hand into the tent, she was also a little panicked.
However, the sound that came out next made her panicked mood become a little awkward, even a little shy.
She, of course, still remembers.
Back in Yikun Palace, the night when the noble concubine served her bed for the first time, it was the same.
She yelled for help, and let herself go in to save her, but she was not sensible, and almost really wanted to rush in. Thinking about it now, she was courting death. Fortunately, at that time—
At this moment, she turned around, raised her head, and saw Ye Zheng standing not far behind.
Fortunately, at that time, he pulled himself back.
But at this moment, under the reflection of the fire that was constantly pulsating beside him, his expression was also a little uncertain, as if he had remembered something, and looked at Ran Xiaoyu.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
The next moment, Ye Zheng turned his head and said to Jin Yiwei who came back with them and the guards behind him, "Let's go, the emperor wants to rest, he won't come out tonight."
After hearing this, the crowd dispersed immediately.
Ran Xiaoyu frowned, and took a step forward: "You—"
But Ye Zheng has gone far.
She bit her lower lip, and felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in her heart. In the past, she had never been like this. It was her style to quarrel and fight, but now, she seemed to be Nothing can be done and nothing can be done.
After being silent for a while, Ran Xiaoyu turned to look back at the emperor's tent and left.
In front of the tent, only Concubine Hui and Concubine Ning were left.
Listening to the noise inside, Feng Qianyan's face became more and more ugly.
She gritted her teeth, showed an almost ferocious smile at Concubine Hui, and said, "Concubine Hui, are you satisfied now?"
(end of this chapter)