Ghost King's Poisonous Concubine

Rong Huazheng smiled lightly, stepped back from the steps she had just stepped out, shrugged and asked relaxedly: "Is the feeling on your face okay?"

"Rong, Rong Huazheng, you..."

"Oh, Empress, I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you that this skin-fixing ointment is not an ordinary beauty ointment, and it can't be used casually." Rong Huazheng sighed in a dignified manner, "It's all the empress's fault." I'm in a hurry, I just wanted to explain, this skin condensing cream, people with wounds that have not yet healed must not use it, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, as for how serious..."

Ronghuazheng paused for a while, then smiled at Mimi and said: "The empress can look in the mirror to see the consequences."

Yun Qingluan was having difficulty speaking at this moment, the original coldness on her face was gone, she felt her face as if being burned by fire at this moment, the flesh on her face was rolling with great movements, it felt like iron The meat in the pot seemed to be destroyed by the fire, and she was instantly terrified!

"My face, my face..." At this moment Yun Qingluan, don't be more scared just now, she dare not let people see her face, she tremblingly stretched out her hand to cover her face, but the hand just touched When it touched the skin on her face, she moved her hand away in an instant!

Her hands were immediately covered in oil!

I don't know if I don't touch it, but when I touched it just now, she felt that the skin on her face was as rough as a toad's skin!

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Yun Qingluan's tears rolled down, she ignored it, the sticky and greasy feeling on her hands made her very sick, she quickly reached out to wipe it on her robe, shouting in her mouth, "Rong Hua Zheng, you, you must die! You must... ah!"

Before she could finish her yelling, someone kicked her delicate shoulders hard, and, in pain, she yelled, "Ronghuazheng, I curse you to die, you and your two bastards They must all die!"

"Your mouth is really tough!" Rong Huazheng sneered, the shallow, gentle smile on his face faded away after Yun Qingluan spit out the curse, his eyes were cold and cold, and he kicked Afterwards, before Yun Qingluan could calm down, he kicked her hard on her sideways shoulder, causing her to turn over, and the face that was facing the wall instantly became Facing the door.

This one turned over, and her face was fully exposed in front of everyone.

The people kneeling in the Luanfeng Palace kept paying attention to the movements of the two of them. Yun Qingluan's screams made them feel creepy and sweated at the same time.

They don't know what it feels like in their hearts now. The queen empress has the most beautiful face in the whole world, but she holds the child hostage and scars the child.However, they never imagined that the empress would be disfigured by this!

Such a bloody face is already shocking enough, but at the moment when the empress's face turned around, everyone felt that it was nothing at all, it was just a big witch seeing a small witch, that's all. , let these people take a breath of cold air!

At the moment of seeing that face, no one can describe the feeling in his heart.

I saw that Yun Qingluan's originally white, tender and beautiful face was no longer youthful at this moment. Although the skin on it was not dark yet, it was extremely rough, as if it had lost oil and moisture. Moreover, It is worth mentioning that the large and small wounds that originally criss-crossed all turned black and protruded, and strips of flesh protruded horizontally, which was very ugly.

Such horizontal flesh, if it is distributed on the face, it is already extremely difficult to see, but Yun Qingluan's face is criss-crossed at the moment. I don't know how much horizontal flesh is criss-crossing. It looks disgusting, and it makes people feel disgusted immediately!

However, after looking at Yun Qingluan's face, someone really did this. He didn't dare to look at Yun Qingluan again, covered his mouth and didn't dare to vomit, looking very painful.

"My face, my face..." Yun Qingluan was terrified of death at this moment. She didn't want to know the reaction of everyone, but she still felt it. The overwhelming fear came in her heart!After Rong Huazheng turned her body around, even if she didn't want to touch her face, she couldn't help reaching out to touch her face, resisting the feeling of disgust coming from the palm of her hand, trembling her body and then Struggling to turn over and face the crowd.

How could Rong Huazheng allow her to turn over, stretched her condescending foot, and stepped on Yun Qingluan's face, fixed her face to everyone, her face was completely cold, "Why, do you know what real pain is? Is it gone?"

Yun Qingluan didn't answer. Although she was slapped by Yu Wencan and suffered internal injuries, she still has kung fu skills and struggled desperately with all her strength!

"Move me again, believe it or not, it's not just your face?!" Rong Huazheng warned coldly, and as soon as she said the words, Yun Qingluan's struggle subsided, and her eyes stared fiercely , Tears rolled out.The strength of Ronghuazheng's feet did not decrease, and he sneered: "Why, you also cry like this one day? Didn't you laugh so proudly just now?"

"Yun Qingluan, don't think that you are the ruler of this world, don't think that the world revolves around you! Do you think that you can take other people's lives, but I can't take yours? You think you are cruel enough, I am definitely more ruthless and poisonous than you!"

"Let me tell you, if you compare ruthlessness and poison, you can't compare to me! I can kill a person with a bullet, a little powder, and a silver needle. You are a little younger than me!"

"Yun Qingluan, how much you hate me, how much you don't like me, how much I hate me, I won't do anything to you, that's your subjective consciousness, it's your freedom, but you dare to hold Xian'er hostage and hurt me He, you are unforgivable!"

"I'm usually very talkative. I won't offend people if they don't offend me. If they offend me, I will pay back a hundred times!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I've already died once before. What am I afraid of who I've met even King Yama? I'm not afraid of death. If anyone dares to touch my children, whoever dares to touch a single hair of their hair, I will let you Who regrets being born in this world!"

"Don't think I'm joking, I will do what I say!"

Rong Huazheng's voice was harsh and cold, she knew that she didn't look good like this, like a life-threatening Shura, or like a murderous bully, but Rong Huazheng felt that it didn't matter, her image , her heart, her morality, and her scruples, she put them all aside.

Everyone has their own bottom line. Yun Qingluan's many small actions and behaviors before, including sending people to encircle her and kill her again and again, and because of her, she and Yu Wencan had to separate, making her become a mistress She didn't care that much about the existence of the same thing, after all, she didn't hurt her or the person on her heart, but this time she really went too far!

No one knew how painful it was when she saw Xian'er's wound, her heart seemed to wither, and she wished that the pain on his body would transfer to herself!

From the birth of the two children to the present, because of her, they have no easy life, their father cannot see each other every day, they have no ancestral home, and even their children cannot be revealed to the world. She already owes them a lot. I feel like my chest is about to burst!However, Yun Qingluan is still going to sprinkle salt on her wounds, hurt her child, if she doesn't teach her a hard lesson, she thinks she is really easy to bully!

Every word Rong Huazheng said was very cold to the ears of others, and then they were all terrified, not even daring to breathe, secretly thinking that this woman is really a ruthless character!Only listening to Yu Wencan's ears, all thoughts turned into soft pity and incompetent remorse.

He handed the child in his hand to Xiahou Guo, and approached them gently.

Yun Qingluan's eyes were shedding tears, but he kept looking at Yu Wencan from the corner of his eyes, but he never looked at her once...

She suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh, thinking why she turned her face away so desperately just now?

Because of the face she valued the most, her heart was burning and aching. However, because of him, her heart was getting cold again.

The two heavens of ice and fire are more tormenting than death!

Seeing him approaching step by step, her head being stepped on by any foot, such a humiliating posture, however, she couldn't help opening her mouth: "Emperor,... Your Majesty..."

She opened and closed her mouth several times, but nothing came out.

Such a close approach is only a few times in her life. Her heart is looking forward to his approach and his eyes, but she doesn't want him to see her at this moment...

Contradictions, once again tightened the heart and shattered it!

"Zhenger." He came to her side and called softly.

She looked down at Yun Qingluan without saying a word.

A look of pity flashed across Yu Wencan's black eyes, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist.

She didn't refuse, Yu Wencan reached out and hugged her by the waist.

A group of men in black immediately stepped forward to block Yun Qingluan, preventing her from doing anything.

Everyone gasped again!

She let him hold him, wrapped her hands around his neck gently, and curled up in his arms, tears gently slipped from her eyes and fell to his neck, she choked up and said, "Yu Wencan, I'm still fine." sad……"

"It's my fault. I didn't protect you well." He took a deep breath, tilted his head and kissed her ear gently, "I'm sorry."

Rong Huazheng shook her head. When the two passed by Xia Houguo, she struggled lightly, trying to get out of Yu Wencan's arms, "I want to see Xian'er."

"But yours didn't wear shoes." Yu Wencan was both worried and helpless.

"I want to see……"

Yu Wencan sighed and let her down anyway.

Rong Huazheng walked towards Xiahou Guo with bare feet, gently hugged Xian'er from Xia Houguo's arms, kept holding his cheek, looked at the layers of blood on his neck, couldn't hold back the tears down.

Yu Wencan watched with complicated eyes.

Alas, I still feel a little harsh.