"Oh, Second Sister, how could you do this." Mo Qinghan pulled up Mo Qingli's shirt, pulled it up, and wiped Mo Qingli's face, "Sixth Sister, don't mind, Second Sister didn't do it on purpose."
She wiped it vigorously over and over again, as if she wanted to scratch Mo Qingli's skin.
But in the eyes of outsiders, Mo Qinghan loves Mo Qingli. After a while, seeing Mo Qingli's face was blood red from being wiped by himself, he let go of his hand.
Taking a look at Mo Qingli's clothes that were soiled by herself, Mo Qinghan was extremely satisfied.
"Sixth sister, don't worry. Fourth sister believes that you will never do such a thing. Don't worry, I will make it clear to the empress."
Mo Qingli resisted the burning pain on her face, her cherry lips parted slightly, "Get lost."
Cold without a trace of temperature.
"Snapped."
Mo Qingqin slapped Mo Qingli's face, adding a little spice to her already red, swollen and painful face, "What do you think you are? Isn't it just a servant girl who was born by a servant! It's not that the Empress took pity on you and made you a princess. Do you think you can be like this? I didn't expect you to be ungrateful, and put your mind on the Empress's concubine!"
Another slap hit Mo Qingli's face. Now it's all right, one left and one right, just symmetrical.
"roll."
Mo Qingli almost gritted her teeth before the word popped out of her mouth. She couldn't guarantee that if they continued to humiliate her like this, would she explode and bite them.
Mo Qingqin was filled with hatred when she thought that Mo Qingli had just handed her over to the Xiaoyao Dynasty in front of the queen. He raised his hand, ready to slap him again, but facing Shang Mo Qingli's eyes full of murderous intent, he raised his hand in shock, not daring to drop it.
She even noticed a golden gleam in Mo Qingli's eyes, but it was so fast and fleeting that Mo Qingqin thought it was her own dazzle.
"Second princess, fourth princess, the queen is here to invite you."
When Mo Qingqin heard the voice, she immediately put her hand down, but still gave Mo Qingli a bitter look, "I don't care about you now, you should be careful."
After letting out such a slight warning, he left angrily.
Seeing Mo Qingqin go away, Mo Qinghan moved close to Mo Qingli's ear, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Feng Chenling."
Then, without looking back, she followed Mo Qingqin into Mengxuan Pavilion.
"Empress."
The two called out in unison.
"You are here!" The queen glanced at the two of them with a haggard face.
It seems that Ouyang Haoxuan is really important in the empress's heart. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but the empress dotes on him alone.
"Is Concubine Xuan alright?" Mo Qinghan asked softly.
The queen waved her hand, "Go out and talk, let him have a good rest!"
They walked out of the bedroom with the empress and came to the main hall. The empress sat on a high seat and beckoned to her personal maid who had been by her side all the time, "Go out and bring the sixth princess in for me."
After Mo Qingli was brought into the hall, she glanced at the haggard-faced empress who glared at her, and Mo Qingqin and Mo Qinghan who were gloating at the side, suppressed the anger in her eyes, and stood there quietly.
"You bastard. You didn't kneel down when you saw the empress?!" The queen stood up and threw the teacup on the table in front of Mo Qingli. The teacup shattered and splashed on Mo Qingli's face. There were one or two cuts on her face, and blood slowly dripped from her face to the corner of her mouth. Mo Qingli stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the blood at the corner of her mouth. This was the second time she had tasted her own blood.
The first time was Mo Qingyu, and the second time was the Queen.
But the taste of my own blood is really not very good!