The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

In an instant, the blood in He Wenfu's whole body seemed to be drained, her face was terribly livid, and she fell powerlessly to the ground. 【26nbsp;23】

"Sister, empress, what's the matter? You don't seem very happy." He Wensong said jokingly with a cold smile on his face.

As a queen, she was already superfluous. Since it was so painful to be a queen, it might be a relief for her to be relegated to the cold palace.

The smile on He Wenzhang's lips made He Wenfu feel extremely dazzling: "Now, are you happy?"

"If you beg me now, I can go to the emperor to help you intercede. I can't bear to see you being thrown into limbo, that place is not for people to live in." He Wensong said regretfully.

"Stop being hypocritical, isn't this exactly what you want?" He Wenfu raised her face high, she wanted to save the last bit of her backbone.

"Since that's how you see me, I have nothing to say."

A group of palace people came in outside, and the headed mother was blessed and said respectfully: "Empress, the emperor ordered..."

"I understand, I'm no longer a queen, you can do it." He Wenfu quietly closed her eyes, her hands drooping.

At first, the palace people still had a little hesitation, she, the queen, had never treated her servants badly, who would have the heart to hurt such a kind woman.

"Aren't you going to do it?" He Wensong ordered in a deep voice.

Under her urging, several palace servants went forward to take off He Wenfu's phoenix crown and the robe on her body. Everyone was very careful, fearing that they would hurt her.

He Wenfu didn't open her eyes, and let the palace servants strip off her gorgeous crown and tightly close her pale lips. She could only endure the humiliation and unbearable suffering in her heart silently.

In her heart, what she thought of was the day when he gave her a big gift, and the maids carefully put on the phoenix queen crown for her, fearing that there would be the slightest neglect.

But at this moment, this gorgeous brocade suit seemed too dazzling, as if this honor had never belonged to her.

She is not nostalgic, these external things, whether they are born or not, are just floating clouds.

After taking off only her underwear, all the palace people stopped and looked at her silently, they really couldn't bear to disturb her who was calm.

"Take her down." He Wensong's tone suddenly stiffened.

Without waiting for the palace servants to urge her, He Wenfu smiled and turned around and walked out of the hall first.

"Sister!" He Wensong called her up, and turned to look at her back. Could it be that she just left without saying a word to her?

"What does He Zhaoyi have to tell the servant?" She looked back lightly, and smiled slightly, neither humble nor overbearing.

She is like this, is it worth her trouble to deal with it?

"Sister...you can do it for yourself." He Wenfu turned away her dark eyes, ignored her peaceful smile, swallowed the words she wanted to say, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.

"Thank you He Zhaoyi for your concern, I will keep this in mind." She blessed her generously, and followed the lead of the palace servants away.

No matter what, she never begged her, never!Being proud was the last dignity she reserved for herself, and she wanted to trample on even the last bit of dignity in front of him.

She didn't want this, and she didn't want this, He Wensong ran out, leaning weakly on the door, staring blankly at the people who were gradually going away.

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