The wish of the court violent little monster (2)

　　Because of the task, Qin Jin looked at the related people again. The emperor didn't have many births. The eldest son of the concubine died early. The second son of the concubine was the second prince of the concubine Li, and there were five or six princesses and princes, and the queen was born. He Lianshun alone, ranked sixth.

　　At this time, the sky was getting darker, the clouds were densely covered, and the branches on the side creaked and swayed like a ghost.

　　It's going to rain.

　　Qin Jin looked at the sky, gathered her clothes, and ran to the side road.

　　Her current status is pretty good, she's a small housekeeper, and she doesn't have to do anything at ordinary times. Anyway, there is an official father behind her, and people on weekdays dare not offend her.

　　Speaking of which, this girl is also playable, because she was uncomfortable at home, and she was awkward with the head of the house, and she went into the palace draft with the secret of her anger. In the end, she became a female officer at home and just waited for her. If you have enough fun, you will go back.

　　Regrettably, people are not as good as the heavens. Before Qin Jin came over, she had a heart attack.

　　Qin Jin guessed that she might have offended people, so she was deceived into this small road, and because of the environment, she scared herself to death. Anyway, since she borrowed the body of the original owner, if If you have the chance, you should avenge her.

　　In the distance, is a brightly lit piece.

　　There is a lot of popularity there, even in such weather, it just seems a little dull.

　　Those who should be enjoying are still enjoying, those who should be doing shows are still doing, and those who should perform their duties are still performing their duties, because there is the place where the emperor and the maidens, as well as the princes and princesses, stay.

　　Remote corner.

　　A dilapidated door was opened after making a creaking noise.

　　It's not so much a wooden door, it's more accurate to say that this is a plank made of several pieces of wood randomly.

　　There was no light in the room, it was gloomy, and the cold was very heavy. Through the occasional lightning, it could be seen that there was nothing inside.

　　The little figure looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, he walked in.

　　Halfway through, he seemed to want to throw away the things in his hands. He hadn't received the things he didn't know in the past, but they were all harmful. Those people just wanted to make him fun.

　　He stared at the bottle in his hand for a long, long time, and then even raised his hand. At the last moment when he was about to throw it out, he still put it back.

　　That person has never harmed him, shouldn't he?

　　He closed his eyes and thought that there was a man who pretended to relieve him and gave him ointment when he was young. Finally, after using the ointment, his whole body was ulcerated, and the wound healed after a long pain.

　　Then, he became even more ugly.

　　He Lianshun silently glanced at the medicine bottle, closed the door, raised his foot and continued walking inside. The wind creaked the wooden door, and cold air continued to penetrate from the outside.