Ferocious Beast Concubine: Miss Second Waste

"It's dry, be careful with candles."

The slogan of the lady watching the night sounded outside, and the bamboo clapper was beating, and the sound penetrated the boundless night.

Like a requiem, it suppresses countless ghosts in the dark night who want to break free from hell.

Yaoqin glanced at the time, it was almost the second watch.

But at this moment, there is still only one pool of water in Bibo Palace.

Quiet like a pool of stagnant water, it seems that at any moment, monsters will emerge from the water and devour everything.

She stood in the distance, watching everything, feeling inexplicably agitated, something was wrong.

The cold smoke has been broken for seven days, and her mother is even more in his hands.

Today is the day when heartbroken hair flares up, Yaoqin is not worried that she will miss the appointment.

Because Han Yan is a filial daughter, if not for herself, she would go down the mountain of fire for her mother.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of cracking fallen leaves, a black figure came out gently, with black veil all over and plain veil on the face.Standing under the moonlight of Bibo Palace.

The black shadow shouted into the air: "I'm coming."

Yaoqin came out slowly when she heard the voice of Hanyan, her smile was like a flower, and the jade pendant on her body bumped lightly, as if she was not afraid of being discovered at all.

"Xiao Yan, I thought you would leave your mother behind and wouldn't come. I just said you wouldn't be so cruel."

Yaoqin smiled brokenly, extremely coquettish.

"Stop talking nonsense, my mother."

Han Yan responded lightly.

Yaoqin said seriously: "Don't worry, as long as you do what we agreed before. I won't do anything to her. But if—"

Yaoqin turned around, raised her eyes, and sent out a chill: "You chose to betray me, seven-day broken heart powder is very powerful. You have experienced it yourself, I believe it. A filial daughter like you will not bear the heart to let your mother experience that kind of pain. Feeling overwhelmed with pain?"

She looked at Han Yan, with a smug and cruel smile on the corner of her mouth.

"What do you want?" Han Yan still stood there, motionless.

Yaoqin is proud of herself, brat, you are just an ant, you can't escape from my old lady's palm!

"Three days ago, did the Yuxian powder I gave you get into Fang Yu's body? Did that bitch Fang Yu have a relationship with a wild man? What did the prince see? What happened that night? Tell me everything !"

Yaoqin's eyes are red.

"Seeing that my mother is safe and sound, I will tell you everything you want to know."

Yaoqin gritted her teeth: "Okay!" She turned around and walked towards the rockery forest behind the lake.

After a while, Yaoqin came out from the rockery, and beside her was a middle-aged woman who was unconscious.

"Don't worry, she just got acupuncture points and fell asleep temporarily. But if you don't cooperate anymore, the seven-day heartbroken heart on her body will radiate, and it will be useless to scream." Yaoqin held Han Yan's mother in her hands .

He looked at Han Yan coldly, waiting for her answer.

"Okay, come here and I'll tell you the answer."

Yaoqin was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, the mother and daughter were both heavily poisoned anyway, so she swaggered over.

A gust of wind blew slowly, and Yaoqin suddenly felt a chill down her back. Looking at the figure of Hanyan in front of her, she couldn't help but tremble inwardly.

"Actually, the answer is very simple." A gust of cool wind blew past her veil, but it wasn't Han Yan's face that was revealed.But—Fang Yu! ,

She instantly ended the ventriloquism imitating Hanyan's voice, revealing her real voice.

Ice-cold, vicious, violent--the extremely terrifying eyes were like a murderous aura falling from the sky, freezing the entire Bibo Palace in an instant.

Yaoqin reacted instantly, opened her mouth, turned around and wanted to escape.

But the corners of Fang Yu's mouth rose slightly: "Want to escape? It's too late."