maid's harem life

Chapter 95

Mo Xue raised one hand slowly, and quietly stretched out five fingers in the blood-colored sleeve. The deliberately slowed down movement made the surrounding air gather together.Dull, tightly suffocated, Qingyin's last breath was exhausted.

The raised hand landed on the side of that pure little face, tearing off the skin on one side, and with the sound of "shua...", that face was slowly torn off.

Although I have seen such a scene in the Dark Dynasty, but now it is such a close distance, it still makes Qingyin's eyes widen, and she refuses to believe it.In the throat, I only felt a nausea rising up.She grabbed the door behind her with one hand and retched: "Ugh..."

After a while, the face behind it slowly appeared, and Concubine Xue held the torn human skin in one hand, and approached a few steps.

"No, don't come here." Qingyin had no way out behind him, so he had to move step by step along the wall.

That is a beautiful face, with bright eyes and white teeth, crimson lips that are slightly red, fat skin, and willow-leaved eyebrows. Compared with it, even the demon concubine is probably inferior.

It's just that the mature charm can't hide the years, and a little fine line reveals the past.

"You, who are you? What have you done to Mo Xue?" Qingyin turned to the human skin in her hand, her eyes sore, and her hands clenched into fists.

"Hahaha..." Upon hearing this, Concubine Xue stretched out her hand in a funny way, pointing directly at Qingyin: "I really don't understand why Emperor Underworld would fall in love with you idiot."

"Mo Xue." She unfolded the human skin in her hand and stuck it on her beautiful face: "In this way, isn't it Mo Xue?"

Looking at everything in front of her, Qingyin only felt like the world was collapsing, she pressed her back against the wall tightly, relying on her strength to keep herself from going limp: "Then, who are you. "

"Me? Hehe... No, I should call myself, Ben Gong." Concubine Xue looked at her pale face, feeling a burst of pleasure, and quietly hit her heart: "Have you been looking for it all the time? Concubine? Why, standing in front of you, I don’t know you anymore.”

Mo Xue?Blood Princess?
Qingyin's feet softened, and she spread out. It turned out that she was by her side.

Her Mo Xue was such a kind child who was punished without complaint or regret. She would cry but would not feel wronged, and would be afraid, but she was not hypocritical.

"Sister Yin, Sister Yin..."

Those childish and coquettish voices were all fake?You call her, how to accept it.

The eyes that often shed tears, but now, they are not true, the child brimming with happiness, unexpectedly...

She didn't dare to imagine any more, fear, panic, what's the use: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Hehe, you asked about me." Concubine Xue walked towards the wall on one side with a harmless face, slapped it down, and only heard the sound of the stone wall being pulled away. The image appears.

"Emperor, we can't pass today." Her delicate and charming appearance collapsed suddenly, and she stroked the scroll with one hand: "Today is his deadline."

"What did you say?" Qingyin raised her voice unconsciously: "Impossible, how could..."

After leaving Yaoguang, even the emperor couldn't hold on anymore?
Di, Di, Qingyin hurriedly turned around and ran towards the door, she wanted to accompany him, her eyes were covered by the mist, you sent me away with Xiaoer, didn't you think about it a long time ago.

It's okay, we'll take on everything together, why are you lying to me?Without my company, do you think... that you can leave with peace of mind?Or, have I become your burden with Xiaoer?Her mind was extremely chaotic, all she could think of was the time of farewell, the trembling when she hugged herself...

Seeing her rushing towards the palace door recklessly, Concubine Xue's eyes turned cold, and she narrowed her eyes slightly: "Stop, don't you want to hear about the method to get rid of the blood curse?"

With a bang, as if struck by thunder, Qingyin abruptly stopped, and when she turned around, she couldn't restrain...with a faint hope on her face: "You, you mean... the emperor's blood curse There is a way to remove it."

Hearing the intimate address, Concubine Xue sternly stopped in displeasure: "You called me the emperor, you are a lowly blood slave, you got Long En, do you really think that you flew to a high branch?" It smells of resentment and disgust.

Qingyin didn't think about it at all, she strode forward with a nervous expression: "Tell me, Emperor...the emperor's blood curse, there is really a way to break it."

"The blood curse was cast by me. Naturally, there is a way." Concubine Xue raised one corner of her lips, turned sideways, and stared at the woman coldly. That playful smile seemed to tear her consciousness apart. The sense of satisfaction is gradually devouring my heart and soul.

"Then hurry up and save him." Now that Concubine Xue said she has a solution, that means... is the emperor alright?Qingyin's dazed little face froze for a moment, then she smiled, and the depths of her eyes lit up.

"Qingyin, do you know, what I hate the most is your eyes, they are so clear that people want to destroy them..." Concubine Xue gritted her teeth fiercely, and turned to look at the painting on the wall: "I disobey you!" Destiny did not stop all of this after all... Heh, but it was worth it."

Concubine Xue caressed the smooth rice paper with one hand, and took a step back slightly: "The method to break the blood curse is on this painting."

Her petite body retreated, and the blood color, like the rough sea waves, meandered across the ground.Her face was full of sarcasm, she stared at Qingyin closely, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

Taking a few steps forward strangely, Qingyin looked at the painting in front of her, and slowly stroked it with her small hand.

A withered crabapple was painted on the side of Emperor Hades. She was surprised, who... actually likes that withered color?On the brown dry branches, there are flower buds that have no moisture. Qingyin's slender finger strokes an inch, and under the color of the flower, a row of small characters can be seen.

She muttered silently, her divine eyes suddenly widened slowly, and her face was full of that unbelievable expression, as her face became pale to almost transparent, the smile on the corner of Concubine Xue's mouth gradually deepened.

In the ninth year of the Ming Dynasty, the country changed hands, and the emperor became the king... a little tear, cursed with blood, and defied the fate of heaven.The method of removing the curse...

Qingyin's teary eyes were hazy, she clasped her hands tightly, the coldness in her eyes fell down, slid over her cheeks, and fell onto her lips, the salty ones carried a little warmth, her eyes closed suddenly, leaning against the Weeping over the picture.

The method of removing the curse is that the woman from another world falls on the sky net of the underworld, and under the imperial decree, if she is reduced to a blood slave, she will be a slave for life. Only when the blood pool is turbulent can the blood curse be removed.

"No, no." Qingyin didn't dare to open her eyes, she was crying, her hands beat the hard wall vigorously: "I'm coming, I'm coming for a blood sacrifice, let me die."

"Hehe." Seeing this, Concubine Xue pushed her away from the painting: "Get out, don't dirty my painting."

The abandoned body fell to the ground, Qingyin was like a living dead with no strength in her whole body, so she could only lie there, crying bitterly.

"You want to die? It's a pity, you have been broken by Emperor Hades..." The woman's voice shuddered suddenly, and there was burning hatred in her eyes: "Do you want to break the blood curse? It's easy, just burn your son to death." ... Xiaoer, I'm afraid that after today, I won't hear that childish laughter again."

She shook her head pretending to be regretful, her skirt fluttered, and she walked up to Qingyin: "I really don't understand, with your looks... Tsk tsk, fortunately, God only treats you as a blood slave. There's nothing to do with it."

"No, please, this has nothing to do with Xiaoer." Qingyin hurriedly got up from the ground and hugged Concubine Xue's leg with both hands: "If you want to break the curse, use me, I won't let you You hurt Xiaoer..."

As if holding on to a hope, she refused to let go no matter what, she begged humbly, in her mind, she was completely shocked by the scene she just saw.

Looking at the woman below who kept begging for mercy, Concubine Xue clenched her fists angrily. She gave up everything for Emperor Hades, and Emperor Hades gave up his own life for the sake of Qingyin and her child... But now, she sneered, is this the so-called love?Really, not worth it!

"Isn't it just a child? Let me ask you, which one is more important, the life of Emperor Hades or the child." She cruelly placed the facts before her eyes. This was an inevitable choice.

Qingyin suppressed the original sobbing sound and suppressed it back. She raised her head dully, her eyes were red and swollen from crying: "Please, don't hurt them, just take my life."

With a sound of "slap", Concubine Xue slapped her face fiercely, Qingyin let go of her hands, and hit her head on the ground.

The corners of the lips are split...

Bloody, spreading...

The fishy smell, strong, spread in her throat...

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

But no matter what, I can't feel the pain in my heart, the despair that is on the verge...

Her face quickly swelled up, and the five finger prints poured all the strength of Concubine Xue's body.

"Don't you understand my words?" She knelt down and pushed Qingyin's messy hair away with one hand: "I said, you have been broken, and the only one who can save the emperor is your son. You... make a choice."

Qingyin trembled and didn't dare to move, her closed eyes slowly opened, ten fingers, pinched into the ground, hard, until the nails broke and blood flowed.

When Concubine Xue said it, she understood, but she just didn't want to face it, and she didn't dare to face it.God... with the child, let her choose one, how to choose, how to choose, no, no,...

"No." She got up, put her hands on the side, and knocked her smooth and full forehead on the ground: "There must be another way. You cast the blood curse, and you must have other ways." Method……"

She was persistent and tenacious, and kowtowed under her.

"Bang, bang..."

As if he lost his sense of pain, he just looked at the magnificent blood stain, stained with dust, and stained with blood on the sacrificial pattern: "Please, I beg you..."

(End of this chapter)