An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

"Your Majesty! Please allow me to ask her why she hates me so much? Why did she kill my child?" Fu Cha stepped forward crying, breaking the confrontation between the emperor and the empress, and came to Jianqiu.

"In the past, because you were close to the Queen, I always treated you with courtesy. I was even more polite to you than to others. I have no grudges against you. Why on earth did you want to harm me? Why did you want to harm my unborn child?!"

Fu Cha stepped forward, his eyes filled with resentment, raised his hand and pinched Jianqiu's jaw. The person in front of her actually wanted to kill the baby in her belly. She wished she could cut her into pieces!

"Hmph!" Jianqiu disagreed. She turned her head away with force, her eyes full of contempt.

Although Jianqiu was still being held, she was very strong. After a few thrusts, her chin was freed from Fucha's hand...

"Tell me! Why? I have no grudge against you, why did you want to hurt me like this? Who told you to do this?!" Fu Cha was extremely angry, but what she said made everyone look at the queen again...

Jianqiu naturally didn't answer. She raised her head and glared at Fu Cha with a very stubborn expression, saying, "I just can't stand seeing you being so arrogant every day!"

"How dare you glare at me!" Fu Cha said as he slapped him!

However, the slap did not hit Jianqiu's face, but "happened" to hit her hair. Fu Cha felt pain in his hand and said angrily: "How dare you hide..."

But before she could finish her words, she saw Jianqiu's hair falling down...

What shocked everyone was that Jianqiu's hair wasn't just loose, her entire hair fell off as she was slapped, revealing a patch of scalp with only a few scattered hairs on it. It looked horrifying!

"Ah!" Chun'er was frightened and couldn't help but scream. Seeing that no one else screamed, she quickly covered her mouth and turned her head away, not daring to look again.

"Ah...!" Jianqiu struggled hard when she saw this. The guards beside her were also stunned by the scene before them and actually let her break free.

Jianqiu was seen hurriedly picking up her fallen hair and putting it on her head in a panic. That look, coupled with her wet clothes and smudged makeup, was an extremely uncomfortable sight.

Even though An Lingrong was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the scene before her.

Not only that, there was still some sticky stuff on Jianqiu's scalp that was used to stick the hair buns. As it flowed down her scalp, she felt sick...

Jianqiu felt the gazes of the people around her, and hurriedly held up her messy hair, curled up into a ball, her whole body trembling slightly because of the gazes around her...

In the past, her masters would show respect to her, but now she is terrifying and pitiful...

An Lingrong was shocked by the power of the poison bracelet, but at the same time she was afraid. If she... if she had not discovered the secret of the poison bracelet at that time and "returned" it, then she would be the person today!

This is more painful than letting her die!

Thinking of this, An Lingrong looked at the culprit. The Queen also turned her head slightly at this time, as if she was shocked by the scene in front of her. An Lingrong glared at her angrily, wishing she could go up and pull her hair right now!

"Jianqiu, Jianqiu, what happened to you? Why are you like this?" The queen seemed to react, and looked concerned, wanting to go forward to help Jianqiu.

"Your Majesty, please don't come over! I have no face to see you, Your Majesty. Everything was my own idea. I beg Your Majesty to grant me death..." Jianqiu shrank back and kowtowed to the emperor without caring about her current appearance.

An Lingrong looked at the affectionate master and servant, and her stomach churned. She turned around and began to dry heave...

"Concubine Yi, what's wrong with you?" Shen Meizhuang, who was beside her, stepped forward and patted An Lingrong on the back, asking with concern.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor looked at An Lingrong and asked, "Rong'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty, I'm fine." An Lingrong picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips, then turned to look at the emperor and forced herself to speak.

"Don't be afraid, come to me." The emperor stretched out his hand towards An Lingrong. An Lingrong took a few steps forward to the emperor, handed over her hand, then stood behind the emperor, staring at the queen's bun.

Jianqiu's current appearance made her hate the queen extremely. It is said that the most satisfying way to hate someone is not to kill her with a single blow, but to make her suffer both physically and mentally, which would make people feel happy.

The queen actually hated herself so much!

Thinking of this, An Lingrong's desire to tear off her hypocritical mask had reached its peak. She stared at the Queen's hair bun, wishing she could immediately step forward and tear off her hair bun to see how she could maintain such a charitable face and be the mother of the country!

An Lingrong unconsciously took a step forward, but then stepped back.

If she did this today, she would naturally feel refreshed, but what after that?

The emperor will be tired of the queen because of this, but he will also be tired of himself!

That was his queen. How could he allow his queen to behave so badly in front of so many people? If this got out, how would he save his reputation? !

What will happen next? After that, the Queen Mother will choose another healthy woman from the Ulanara clan to enter the palace as the Queen. What kind of person will she be? No one knows...

An Lingrong closed her eyes, tried hard to suppress the restlessness in her heart, and stood aside.

"She is yours. Tell me what should we do with her?" The emperor looked at the queen with a cold expression.

"Your Majesty, someone must have framed Jianqiu. Jianqiu has served me for many years, and I know her character best. She would never do such a treasonous thing." The Queen knelt down to plead, and the concubines had no choice but to kneel down as well.

"Okay, since you said someone framed her, I'll have someone investigate! Feng Chi, take her away for questioning! I want to see how long she can hold out!"

The emperor spoke, but his eyes were fixed on the queen. The queen shook her body guiltily but did not speak.

Zhongcui Palace.

When everyone arrived at Zhongcui Palace, Huanbi had not yet given birth to the child. Inside the Palace, the midwife was busy going in and out, and the imperial physician was kneeling outside waiting.

An Lingrong looked at the Queen, only to see that she looked normal. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: In terms of state of mind, the first in the harem must be her, the Queen!

Jianqiu had been taken away, but she still had the mind to come to Zhongcui Palace to pin the blame of Huanbi's pregnancy on someone else!

Fu Cha was frightened and was sent to the Yanx Palace. An Lingrong asked Zhan'er and Meng Zhaoxing to follow him. Who knows if the Queen, this beastly executioner, still has a backup plan!

Besides, Huanbi's pregnancy was not going to work, and if Meng Zhaoxing stayed, it would not be good for him at all. This was something that An Lingrong and Fu Cha had agreed on before they came. Fu Cha said that she still felt uncomfortable in her stomach, so the emperor naturally pointed Meng Zhaoxing to the Yanxi Palace to take her pulse carefully...