The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

So, I begged for mercy even harder,

She tried every possible means to attract the attention of His Highness and gradually moved up to her current position of favor.

If she knew that being favored meant the coming of death, she would rather stay in her own bedroom for the rest of her life and die alone.

At this moment, she regretted that she had coveted temporary power, but she never thought that the real master in the harem was the Queen.

His Highness is the Queen's only son. How can she allow him to remain obsessed with her?

But before Jun Qizheng could refuse, Cao Mang spoke again leisurely: "The Queen asked Your Highness to think carefully, do you want this beauty or the position of Crown Prince?"

He deliberately pronounced the last few words slowly, watching the murderous intent gradually rising in Jun Qizhen's eyes.

Xu Liangdi barely had time to react. She only felt a pain in her jaw, as if it was being crushed.

She opened her lips slightly, and looked with fear and horror at the man in front of her, who had been entangled with her neck just a moment ago.

The cold liquid spread along the tip of the tongue to the depths of the throat.

Xu Liangdi subconsciously wanted to vomit out the wine.

But the next moment, a big hand suddenly covered his lips tightly.

The wine, which he had not yet swallowed, gurgled a few times and rushed into his abdomen.

Tears soaked her long eyelashes, and she looked so helpless and fragile that even Jun Qi Zheng almost softened his heart and let go.

But he couldn't let go, he had no choice.

As waves of pain surged through her body, Xu Liangdi suddenly widened her eyes and struggled even more violently.

Jun Qizheng's eyes turned cold, and his men also used ruthless force.

After a while, scarlet blood began to flow out from between his fingers.

Xu Liangdi stared at the man's calm eyes, twitching and becoming silent.

It was not until the moment of her death that she deeply realized: Since ancient times, kings have been mostly heartless, and the most ruthless are the imperial families.

Cao Mang lowered his eyes, hiding the faint smile on his lips, and said lightly: "Not showing favoritism and knowing how to be moderate will lead to long-term success. Your Highness's move is not unwise."

Jun Qi was feeling the temperature in his palm getting colder and colder, so he let go of his hand quickly.

That delicious little cherry mouth now looked like a bloody mouth, still dripping with poisonous blood.

I have to sigh that the Queen Mother's methods are a hundred times more vicious and cruel than his.

After Cao Mang had dealt with the matter, he naturally had no intention of staying any longer.

Jun Qi was looking at the blood stains on his hands, then he clenched his fist and slammed it on the small table beside him.

Then came the sound of vases and jade pieces shattering.

After a long time, until the bedroom returned to peace again, a steady sound of footsteps was heard, chasing the debris on the ground, walking towards Jun Qizheng step by step.

Jun Qi was sitting dejectedly on the bed, leaning against the footstool. When he noticed the movement, he suddenly looked up.

A few steps away, I saw a man in black robes standing.

The four-clawed python outlined in gold thread on the chest is lifelike, with a mysterious and cold aura all over its body.

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Jun Qizheng chuckled and said, "What wind brought the Mountain Beggar Governor here?"

Shan Qi did not reply immediately. His cold eyes swept across Jun Qizhen and then fell on the vase blocking his way.

He leaned forward, slowly pinched the mouth of the bottle and lifted it up, then said, "It's not a pleasant feeling to have your lifeline held by someone else. Your Highness, do you really want to continue being a caged beast?"

The smile in Jun Qizhen's eyes paused slightly, and he looked at the unfathomable East Factory chief in front of him with a flickering gaze.

No one could have imagined that a small Jinyiwei could be selected as a captain of the Eastern Depot because of his merit in saving the emperor.

However, the head of the East Depot has always been a eunuch, and this is a rule that has remained unshakable despite the changes of dynasties for more than two hundred years.

To others, his achievement in saving the emperor was mostly due to luck.

However, in order to be qualified for the position of the Captain of the Eastern Depot, he actually castrated himself and became a real eunuch.

Such perseverance and determination are not something that ordinary people can possess.

Sure enough, in less than half a year, relying on his amazing investigative ability, he personally solved more than a dozen cases of corruption, blasphemy, and treason in the capital.

He suppressed the rebellion and won the final victory, and was loved by his father even more than him, the crown prince.

Just recently, he was appointed as the Chief of East Depot by his father.

His power even tended to surpass that of Cao Mang, the head of the Western Factory.

Cao Mang held the position of a thousand households for more than ten years.

If it weren't for his meritorious service in the investigation of the birthday banquet assassination case, he would probably have died with the identity of a captain of the Western Factory.

How could he have the right to act bossy in front of me?

"What do you mean by that?"

Jun Qi was standing up by holding the edge of the bed, staring at the person who was admiring the vase in his hands.

Shan Qi's expression remained unchanged as he slowly placed the vase in his hand on the table. "Although the vase is beautiful, if it loses its value, it will just be a pile of scraps.

Your Highness, do you want to be a spectator for the whole world to see, or be a shackled person manipulated by others? "

As he spoke, his fingertips seemed to accidentally slide across the bottle.

The vase shook violently, then fell to the ground with a thud, breaking into pieces.

Jun Qi was looking at the mess on the ground, his eyes darkening.

Kunning Palace.

The lights are bright, like a string of shining pearls hanging in the darkness.

In the garden pavilion, there is a table at the exit of the carved railing.

From time to time the queen looked up at the graceful lotus flower in the water.

From time to time, he would lower his eyes and concentrate on the painting.

Cao Mang entered the pavilion, bowed and said, "My queen, it's done."

"Ah."

The queen kept writing. She picked up the pen and dotted some dark red cinnabar. She pursed her lips and said, "The lotus flowers bloomed earlier this year."

Upon hearing this, Cao Mang glanced at the delicate pale pink flowers in the lotus pond.

His thoughtful eyes swept across the bright red water lilies painted by the queen, and he lowered his head slightly, saying, "It's so beautiful that it suddenly appeared, but it won't amount to anything."

He walked closer and whispered, "Don't worry, your Majesty. With the West Factory here, the power of the East Factory will never be able to hinder you."

The queen said nothing, but casually changed the jade brush, dipped the soft tip of the brush into black ink, and began to write on the painting.

A moment later, a flaming red lotus flower appeared in the vast night sky, so red that it was dazzling.

The next morning, thick clouds in the sky covered the slowly rising light, making it quiet and deep.

Suppressing the noise that was gradually being awakened in the capital.

When Yinxin woke up in the morning, she was thinking about what the young lady had told her last night.

He hurriedly handed the letter written by the young lady to the servant, and asked him to make sure it was delivered to Yujing Villa safely.

As soon as the servant left, he didn't realize that a figure hidden in the dark also left with him.

When Mu Luan stood up, the sky outside was still dark.

She relit the extinguished candle on the table, and the warm light instantly dispelled the gloom in the room.

He reached out his hand to touch his depressed heart, and unconsciously looked out the window at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard not far away.

The poison in her body couldn't last long, at most until tomorrow. She was afraid that she wouldn't even have the strength to get out of bed.