The host is forced to marry every day

Concubine Su clutched her chest and coughed twice, blood dripped from the corners of her lips.

Panting for breath, she raised her head with difficulty, and looked at the two people not far away, but a strange light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She grinned and said with a presumptuous smile, "Yuan Zhen, Yuan Zhen...look at your good girl...acting in collusion with your old enemy! This is retribution...this is your retribution hahahaha..."

Seeing her losing her mind, Yuan Yao pursed her lips.

But Concubine Su suddenly looked at her again after she finished laughing, and said with a ferocious face, "I can't live, so don't think about it either!"

She raised her hands hidden under her sleeves.

Only then did Yuan Yao realize that the ground on her side was also covered with fragments of porcelain cups.

And she didn't know when she pinched a piece of broken porcelain in her hand, and at this time her palm was already dripping with blood.

But she kept that weird smile, and directly stabbed the broken porcelain towards her neck——

Yuan Yao's eyes were suddenly covered by a palm, blocking her sight.

At the same time, Nie Chi whispered in her ear, "Don't look."

He turned her face back to him, and then led her out of the hall.

Completely isolate the dead woman in the house behind her.

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On the way back to the palace, Yuan Yao's thoughts were still immersed in what Concubine Su said and did just now.

She suddenly remembered that she had overlooked one thing.

This Concubine Su also has another identity, that is, the prime minister's biological sister.

No wonder the prime minister has such ambitions.

After all, he could have truly become the uncle of the country, but later, let alone the dream of the uncle of the country was shattered, and his most beloved sister was even thrown into the cold palace because of this, and lived the rest of her life in misery.

How could he not hate this?

He hated the first emperor, and also hated the original owner.

But in order to prevent the late emperor from taking his anger out on him, he could only bear the burden of humiliation and resolutely never mentioned the word Concubine Su in front of the late emperor.

Only then did the prosperity and wealth of the Prime Minister's Mansion be preserved.

Gradually, everyone forgot his previous relationship with this cold concubine.

It's just that he didn't expect that his ambition would swell to such an extent, and he was so impatient... that he could even be so ruthless that he would exchange his sister's life for hers.

Yuan Yao was a little lost in thought.

After walking for a while, Nie Chi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped.

He looked at the obviously absent-minded girl in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "Does Your Majesty think it's a pity that I didn't die tonight?"

Yuan Yao was taken aback.

She stopped, turned around, and looked at him.

At this moment, his face was tense, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the expression at the bottom of his eyes was dark and unclear, obviously in a state of extreme anger,
Yuan Yao hurried up to him, raised her head, and smiled flatteringly, "How could it be... Uncle Huang came to save me, I'm very happy!"

Nie Chi still just stared at her without saying a word.

Yuan Yao rolled her eyes again, changed the subject and said, "Uncle Huang, why did you suddenly enter the palace tonight?"

Nie Chi asked in a flat voice, "Your Majesty doesn't want to see the minister?"

Yuan Yao quickly shook her head again, "No! I really want to see Uncle Huang! I'm just worried that Uncle Huang is still angry with me!"

Nie Chi's expression was complicated for a moment.

He was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly, "I will not be angry with Your Majesty."

Yuan Yao said in surprise, "Really?"

Before Nie Chi could speak, she asked again, "Can the uncle come back to court tomorrow? Not only have my back hurt these days, but my brain has also been squeezed dry. I really can't hold on... "

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