Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 817 The Deepest Fear
With such a big battle... the status of the comers must not be low.

At present, in this palace, the one who has a good status and can be surrounded by a large number of palace people will only be the emperor!

Since the master is coming soon, she can't do too much on the surface.

Otherwise, the master will not be good at dealing with the aftermath.

"Chu Qianqin, it's true, the emperor is very fond of you now, but so what?" Liu Qianfeng sneered, "There are many people who are favored by the emperor, and you are not the only one."

"Besides, it's just the beginning now. The emperor values ​​filial piety, and didn't wanton draft because of the death of the former emperor."

"In the future, when batch after batch of beauties enter the palace, it's hard to say whether you can still be favored forever."

As she said that, she hooked the corners of her mouth again, deliberately lowered her voice and mocked, "After all, your belly has been around for more than a year, and there is no movement."

While ridiculing, she deliberately glanced around Chu Qianqin's lower abdomen with disdainful eyes.

"Liu Xifeng, you!" Chu Qianqin was furious.

Because of being poked into the deepest fear in her heart, her hand that pointed at Liu Qianfeng angrily even trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with me?" Liu Baofeng looked coldly at the woman in front of her who was trembling with anger, and said disapprovingly, "What I said is the truth, isn't it?"

What she just said is indeed true.And these truths were all things that Chu Qianqin was afraid of.

Because she fully understands these principles.

After distinguishing the footsteps of the crowd, Liu Xifeng took another deep look at the distraught man in front of him, "Concubine Chu... not being able to conceive is a very painful thing, right?"

"The draft is held every three years. Now, one and a half years have passed since the last draft."

"In the remaining year and a half, are you sure that you will conceive a dragon heir? Are you sure that you will give birth to a prince?"

When the topic changed, she smiled coquettishly again, "The next draft will be different from your little fights this year."

"You just took advantage of the family to be selected in the first batch. But next time, all the beautiful women in the entire Chen Kingdom will compete in the draft."

"At that time, there will definitely be a large number of fresh and talented women in the palace."

"Chu Concubine, are you sure that by then, you will still be the most favored one in the palace? Not necessarily so?"

Her words were like a sword, piercing straight into Chu Qianqin's heart.

Not favored by the emperor, not born an heir, but looks old first.

This is the most ruthless torture for women in the harem!
In this secluded and deep palace where there is never a shortage of young and beautiful women, if there is no child, no appearance, no favor, then all she can do is linger...

"Liu Yifeng, shut up! Don't say it! Don't say it!" Chu Qianqin roared, with anger rising in her eyes.

The burning anger seemed to burn people deeply!
"Concubine Chu..." Seeing that Ling Zimo had arrived, Liu Qianfeng put away his indifferent and disdainful expression, and stopped provoking Chu Qianqin.

However, Chu Qianqin was still in the midst of surging anger, and did not notice the change in Liu Xifeng's expression.

"Liu Xifeng, shut up! Shut up!" Chu Qianqin shouted angrily, her voice was sharp and hoarse.

Liu Xifeng turned his eyes to the person who came, bowed his head and blessed himself, "Qianfeng sees the emperor, my emperor is blessed and safe."

"Stay flat." Ling Zimo said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Chu Qianqin again, gently pulled her hand pointing at Liu Qianfeng, and asked in a low voice, "Qianqin, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)