Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 357 You Will Serve Concubine Yuan

Hearing this, Su Qianxin's face turned pale, and then probably because of emotional involvement, she couldn't help but start to feel pain in her abdomen.

"Why, Concubine Yuan seems to be weak, so she should make up for it. Maybe it can really get rid of the bad luck." Fu Zhaoge then laughed lowly, looking at Su Qianxin with her phoenix eyes, quiet and desolate.

Su Qianxin naturally knows that the current self cannot disobey her, but in this world, who can drink this kind of thing without changing his face.

In addition to the humiliation, Su Qianxin couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

How could this thing be drinkable? She didn't even want to touch it.

"Concubine Yuan, I'm running out of patience."

Fu Zhaoge continued.

And Su Qianxin couldn't help but shivered, and then stretched out her plain hand tremblingly, but she didn't dare to bring it close to her for the cup.

The smell of this thing is really too strong to enter the throat.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and drink."

The palace servant beside him couldn't help but said that she couldn't help but want to take a few steps back when she saw the pot of dog blood.

"you shut up."

Su Qianxin glared at the maid next to her. She hadn't been reduced to being instructed by a maid.

When the maid heard the words, a trace of resentment flashed across her eyes.

Still holding on here, in a few years, she will be old, if she can't keep this child now, do you really think she is the Su Qianxin who called the wind and rain back then?

Apart from the Su family, even the aristocratic families that were deeply involved with the Su family also suffered disasters one after another.

Such a disaster of the Su family should not have existed in this world long ago.

Su Qianxin felt that Fu Zhaoge's eyes had started to turn cold, so she couldn't help bringing the cup to her lips with some chills. Smelling the disgusting smell, Su Qianxin's face turned pale, and her moth eyebrows were even tighter. frowned together.

Mustering up courage again and again, Su Qianxin put the cup on her lips, but just after taking a sip, Su Qianxin immediately threw the cup out, and then wiped the scarlet blood in her mouth. Spit it out, and retched even more.

It's really disgusting...

"Spilled?"

Fu Zhaoge's eyes turned completely cold, and then he sneered, "Then you will serve Concubine Yuan to drink."

"Yes."

Hearing this, the palace man nodded, then grabbed Su Qianxin's jaw with one hand, and poured down the scarlet blood.

Su Qianxin struggled desperately and coughed non-stop, the blood had already meandered past her snow-white neck and flowed down.

And even the palace servants didn't seem to be able to stop the disgust in their eyes when they touched the scarlet blood.

After pouring one cup, the palace man poured a second bowl...

However, in fact, Su Qianxin didn't drink much of these, and most of them went down her skin and soaked her clothes.

It wasn't until seeing the palace man pouring down the fifth bowl that Fu Zhaoge said, "It's done."

"Yes."

The palace man breathed a sigh of relief, and then put the cup aside.

As for Su Qianxin, like waking up from a nightmare, she clutched her neck in disobedience, wanted to vomit, but couldn't, and sat beside her in a panic.

It's just that Su Qianxin had just rested for a while, thinking that it would be all right, but she didn't want Fu Zhaoge to hook her crimson and beautiful lips again, and said in a lazy and leisurely voice with a bit of evil and coldness, "The rest , you can give Concubine Yuan a cleanse to get rid of this bad luck."

When the words fell, not only Su Qianxin, but the rest of the people couldn't help feeling cold.

She always knew that Fu Zhaoge should not be provoked, but now she has seen Fu Zhaoge's unfeeling side with her own eyes.

　PS: There are four more updates, good evening
　　
　
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