"Do you know you are afraid now?" Luo Qingchen floated to her side like a ghost and said: "The queen was not merciful when she killed me. Why do you want to kill me? I am yours. How could I tell the truth?"
Luo Qingchen's voice was very ethereal, as if the entire Feihua Palace could only hear her ethereal voice like a soul.
"Don't come to me. I didn't kill you..." The queen held her head in her hands and looked at Qinglan with wide eyes. "It was Qinglan who killed you. It was her... she killed you with her own hands."
At this moment, Luo Qingchen snickered silently in her heart.
Finally, the queen's 'strong heart' was broken.
Who in this world is not afraid of ghosts? Besides, she wasn't just pretending to be a ghost, she was just using her powers to play with them.
In front of the 'ghost', all the years of master-servant friendship were gone.
"What?" Qinglan was completely startled, and the next second she screamed: "If the Queen doesn't have your will, how can I dare to kill someone?"
"Shut up, you brave slave, you dare to slander me."
"Whether the slave has slandered the Queen, the Queen will naturally know it in her heart."
"Hahahahaha—" the ethereal voice sounded again: "I just like to see you dogs biting dogs. Queen, Queen, I tried my best to kill the Eighth Prince for you, but you actually crossed the river and burned the bridge. I don't think so. It's bone-chilling. Today, I'll give you a good time."
"Don't come here -" the Queen swallowed her saliva and said, "You should just be a ghost since you're dead. There are rules in the underworld! It won't do you any good if you kill me. As for Eighth Brother, if you don't die, We are all going to die. If I can save you, I will definitely save you."
The queen tried her best to sound calm, hoping to survive in the end.
"If you leave like this, I promise to chant sutras for you every night and go... to the temple to pray for you..." The queen took a deep breath and said, "Let you escape the sea of suffering as soon as possible."
"When I came here just now, a child was ready to come to you..." Luo Qingchen sneered, "It's really pitiful."
"Yes... the eighth prince..." The queen clasped her hands and prayed to the sky: "I will also pray for the eighth prince, and hope that he will be happy soon. I swear that I will never hurt my youngest son in the future... I... "
"The Queen—" Luo Qingchen called her softly: "If you don't have this chance, you deserve to die. You should die with us..."
"You, you... you..." The queen could completely feel the murderous intention of the other party.
Her legs went weak, and she shouted while crawling: "Help... Help... You kill Qinglan first, kill Qinglan first..."
In the darkness, she seemed to be hugging a pair of legs, a pair of legs wearing golden boots.
The surrounding lights slowly turned on, and the surroundings were in chaos.
Su Su came in with a basin of water. Luo Qingchen dipped her handkerchief in the water and wiped off the makeup on her face.
The queen seemed to come to her senses, but it was too late.
Although all the curtains in Feihua Palace were lowered by Luo Qingchen, with so many people standing outside the door, they could naturally hear everything clearly.
Although you can't see it with your eyes, what you hear with your ears is definitely not wrong.
"Queen, you really let me down." Feng Yu strode forward, threw off his restraints, and walked towards the high position.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... It's really not true..." The Queen stood up tremblingly, pointed at Luo Qingchen's nose and said, "They are all the concubines framed by this slave." (To be continued)