Chapter 508
Shen Qianqiao got into the carriage, her heart was beating fast, but she belatedly realized that this pervert seemed to be planning to attack her.

If she stays here all the time, will he be violent to her one day?
The unbearable past life came to Shen Qianqiao's mind, and she felt the dull pain between her legs return.

"Miss," Xizhu called softly from the side.

Shen Qianqiao raised her eyes, her face was pale with fear.

"It's here." Xizhu reminded.

Shen Qianqiao lifted the curtain and found that she had already reached the door of the house.

She lifted her foot and went down.

Back in the house, she was still not at ease. After much deliberation, she couldn't sit still and wait for death.

But she can't just watch him dirty Ah Jing's body.

Can men really not do that?
She thought of the monks in the temple, and she had never heard of any monk sleeping with a woman.

Shen Qianqiao dug out her script and read it. It also said that the poor scholar couldn't bear it, so he seduced the young lady from a rich family, Chunxinsangyangyang, took her body, and coaxed the young lady to elope with him.

Of course, the poor scholar came to the top of the high school rankings later, and still did not forget his old feelings, and took this young lady by his side.

Shen Qianqiao watched it with interest before, but now she doesn't like it anymore.

She didn't sleep well all night, and her mind was full of unbearable things to look back on.

When she woke up the next day, she felt as if she had passed away. The sunlight outside the window refracted in, and her cold body slowly warmed up.

When she arrived at the palace, Shen Qianqiao was still a little absent-minded.

"Miss Shen, Concubine Xie let you go." Ying'er walked in and said.

Shen Qianqiao withdrew her thoughts, and there was no surprise, she tidied up her things before walking out.

Wude Hall, a side courtyard.

As soon as Shen Qianqiao walked in, the door closed behind her.

She looked at the person sitting in the upper position, her heart moved, and she simply saluted.

Xie Ningrou's expression softened, and she waved away the serving maid.

"Have you thought about it?" Her voice was faintly eager.

Shen Qianqiao's eyes fell on her face, the Xie Ningrou in the past was so glamorous, she was a rare beauty in the world, although she was not as delicate as Fang Yanran, but she had a kind of tenderness, which made people want to feel pity for her.

But the person in front of me now, without the weak Liu Fufeng's figure in the past, looks much stronger and has a lot of flesh on her face. If she is raised from a good life, but her eyebrows and eyes are hiding it. Can't help haggard and tired.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and said in a low voice, "You didn't tell me the truth."

Xie Ningrou looked a little stiff, and then said in a deep voice: "Shen Qianqiao, you must know that the emperor has only two princes under his knees, and the possibility of the second prince becoming the throne is very high. I gave birth to the eldest son of the second prince. There will be inexhaustible glory and wealth, and a bright future."

The elegant and luxurious palace attire made her look a lot more arrogant, and also gave her some momentum.

Shen Qianqiao pursed her lips: "Concubine Xie is not favored now. Among the people, if the aunt has nothing to do, the eldest son will be adopted under the name of the mistress."

Even this kind of thing happened in this palace, and the current empress must also have this idea.

Xie Ningrou's face turned pale, and the hand hanging in front of her tugged at her clothes: "Are you unwilling to stand by my side?"

Her voice was raised unconsciously, with a bit of sternness, and a cold killing intent flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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