Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 502
All she wanted to do now was to ease the pain and wait until the matter was dealt with.

Therefore, while Eunuch An was writing the confession, he guided the internal force to slowly coil around the lower abdomen.

The pain subsided a little, and he finally sat on the ground with force until Eunuch An presented the confession in front of her.

Qiu Yishui took the confession as if nothing had happened, folded it and put it in her arms, waved her hand and said, "It's all right, you can go."

"Your Majesty," Eunuch An asked in embarrassment, "If Concubine Rong finds the servant, what should the servant do?"

Qiu Yishui replied: "You just say, I accidentally spilled the wine, didn't drink it, only ate supper, and you will find a chance to attack me later. As for the confession, I believe you will not be so stupid Tell Concubine Rong."

"Yes, yes." Mr. An agreed again and again.

Judging from the current situation, he can only do so.

Alas, this time it's really two-faced, and I can only survive in the cracks.

"Go away." Qiu Yishui drank in a low voice.

Eunuch An hastily cleaned up the supper on the table, took it and crawled out of the cold palace.

As soon as Eunuch An left, Qiu Yishui fell on the ground in pain and couldn't stand upright.

She couldn't speak, and she didn't even have the energy to tell the two maids guarding outside to call the imperial doctor for her.

Qiu Yishui had something on her mind today, and wanted to think about the problem quietly for herself. She had told the maids not to come in unless they were called, so they all obeyed and stayed outside the door.

Qiu Yishui tried to mobilize her inner strength again, suppressing the pain a little, so that she could call the maid to come in.But the internal strength is slack, and I can't gather it no matter what.

A black figure suddenly appeared on the floor in front of him, and then a mocking female voice said, "My noble empress, why are you playing on the ground?"

The voice was very low, probably because he was afraid of being heard by the maids outside.

Qiu Yishui barely raised her head, only to see a young woman dressed as a court lady standing in front of her, but her face was covered with a cloth, so her face could not be seen.

The woman raised her hand, and suddenly there was a dagger in her hand, and the edge of the dagger shone blue in the candlelight.

It was a poisoned dagger.

(End of this chapter)