Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

When Cao Qinmo woke up, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. She felt like she was about to suffocate and go to see the King of Hell.

Feeling that the situation in this body was so serious that it could not be delayed any longer, she quickly grabbed a handful of detoxification pills, stuffed them into her mouth, and chewed them.

The harmful things in the palace fighting gift package are all very expensive. Only small things like detoxification pills are the cheapest. There may be more than ten or twenty bottles in a package. It is simply a way to sell goods.

After her body felt a little better, Cao Qinmo took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pretended to rest, but in fact she called out the system. This time she had to draw the golden finger herself.

Because this business deal was not negotiated by her in the system space, but after completing the previous mission of Jia Yingchun, she met the resentful Cao Qinmo herself on the way back.

Her resentment was so great that it gathered together, became dark, and even stirred up small evil gusts of wind around her.

But then again, who can accept that their own death is the result of the joint efforts of so many people, and all of this is to take away their child?

She was so angry when she saw everything clearly.

She hated the heartless and ungrateful emperor. She had clearly guessed the emperor's thoughts, but the emperor turned around and transferred his anger caused by his guilt towards Nian Shilan onto her!

Is she sinister and vicious?

Is she thoughtful?

Was she born this way?!

Don’t you see who forced you to do this and what caused you to do this?

She just wanted to live well in the palace and protect her poor Wen Yi. What on earth did she do wrong?

If we were to say who Cao Qinmo hated the most, it would definitely be Concubine Duan who took away Wen Yi.

Watching helplessly as all traces of her existence were wiped out, and her own child had to recognize the thief as his mother, all of this... she could endure...

but!

She absolutely could not tolerate Concubine Duan, that incompetent waste, who, after snatching her Wen Yi away, was unable to protect her child!

What a thing the emperor is. Doesn’t Concubine Duan, who has been cheated by him all her life, know this?

Why would one be depressed over something like that? He even became depressed to the point of becoming ill and died early, leaving Wen Yi behind!

Where on earth did she get such a face?!

Since you have acknowledged Wen Yi, then at least you should live well. Why do you have to tolerate that woman Zhen Huan?

How can he dare to say that his love for Wen Yi has surpassed that of his biological mother when he can't even survive?

Concubine Duan, what the hell is this!

Cao Qinmo was extremely angry and resented everything. When Wen Yi became Jinghe's scapegoat and was forced to marry Fu Meng, she exploded.

The Emperor, the Empress Dowager, Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang, Concubine Duan...all of them must die!

It was in the midst of such deep resentment that she met Him.

Then, He came.

Revenge is secondary. For Cao Qinmo at this moment, the most important thing is how to protect her poor Wen Yi.

No mother could ever accept having her child taken away from her.

……

[Bobosi, start drawing the golden finger. ]

The turntable soon stopped turning. Cao Qinmo looked at the position where the pointer stopped and raised his eyebrows slightly.

[Haha, that's interesting. It seems my luck is still pretty good! ]

That night, Cao Qinmo used the new golden finger and then fell asleep happily.

No one knew how serious and bizarre the situation was that happened in the palace tonight.

The next morning, the emperor woke up from Su Peisheng's gentle call. He opened his eyes and saw his own face, which was still so "handsome" and close to him.

--etc!

So close! ?

The emperor sat up suddenly, and then looked at the face of the person beside him in disbelief... That face was clearly his!!!

It was still early last night when he finished dealing with state affairs, so he asked Zhen Huan to sleep with him.

The emperor could be sure that Zhen Huan's face was still fine until they finished their lovemaking and fell asleep.

But who could tell him why, after he woke up from a nap, his beloved concubine had a face exactly like his! ?

Zhen Huan hadn't fully woken up yet, and she called out "Your Majesty" in a dazed voice.

Her voice was still as clear and sweet as ever, but unfortunately it came from behind the emperor's face.

This was the first time in the emperor's life that he was shocked by his own face. He almost vomited from nausea early in the morning.

He suddenly reached out and pulled Zhen Huan's face hard.

"Hiss... Your Majesty, what's wrong with you so early in the morning?"

After being pulled by the emperor, Zhen Huan also completely woke up. She opened her eyes timidly as usual, raised her head with tenderness in her eyes, and then -

She saw her own face.

"Ah! Your Majesty...your face! My face...how...how could this happen!"

Even if Zhen Huan is as calm and resourceful, she can't remain as steady as an old dog after suddenly finding out in the morning that her face is attached to a fat orange body.

She couldn't help but panic, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously knelt down to apologize, fearing that the emperor would suddenly go crazy after finding out and blame her.

The emperor himself was stunned to see so many magical expressions appearing on his face.

In the past, Zhen Huan looked at him with tears in her eyes, which was called pear blossoms in the rain, and was a kind of interest.

But now, when that pitiful expression appeared on his face, the emperor finally understood what "affected" meant.

He subconsciously covered his mouth and retched, then rolled off the bed to look in the mirror, and then he felt even more disgusting!

Along with it came a strong sense of anger.

"Witch! What on earth have you done to me? Why did you want to steal my face? Could it be that you, a witch, want to steal the country!?"

The emperor was so frightened and angry when he looked at himself in the mirror that he threw the mirror at Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan didn't dare to hide at all. She knelt on the bed. After picking up the hand mirror to look at herself, her eyes immediately went dark.

However, her mental strength was strong enough that even though she was trembling, she still cried out loudly that she was innocent.

"Your Majesty, I really don't know why this happened! Please understand, Your Majesty, I and Your Majesty must have been murdered by someone using witchcraft!"

Su Peisheng, who was standing outside and heard such a loud noise inside early in the morning, felt very panicked.

However, as the chief eunuch, he had no choice but to push the door open and go in, seeing that the emperor would be late for court if he didn't get up.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up—ah!"

"Asshole! Who let you in? Someone, come here! Drag this fool out and beat him to death!"