"The Queen Mother can still tell stories?"
Zhao An said this, keeping a distance from Luo Qingshuang without leaving a trace, and did not care to admire her flawless body.
Because there was something wrong with Luo Qingshuang today, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.
Soon, Luo Qingshuang leaned against the bathtub and gracefully touched her snow-white jade arms.
"The story is very simple. There was a little girl whose family lived by the sea. One day the enemy came to visit and her parents and relatives were slaughtered. However, under the protection of her attendants, she jumped into the sea alone. The enemy thought she was dead. But they forgot that she grew up by the sea and had excellent water skills, so she was lucky enough to save her life."
Hearing this, Zhao An couldn't help but frown, "What happened next?"
"Later, she embarked on the road of revenge, playing with all her enemies and punishing them with the most cruel means." Luo Qingshuang murmured, her expression looking distant.
Zhao An's heart skipped a beat.
This story sounds a bit familiar, as if it is hinting at the daughter of the champion, the sister of the original owner.
Thinking of this, Zhao An asked: "I don't know how she can get revenge. A weak woman, even if she wants revenge, will be very dangerous, right?"
Luo Qingshuang said: "It was very dangerous at the beginning, but people will always grow, and she has a good thing that can make her powerful quickly, and then trample all living beings under her feet."
"What happens in the end? What if she takes revenge?"
"Although her parents' hatred was irreconcilable, her temperament gradually changed during the killing. She felt that death was not the best punishment. Compared to killing, she became obsessed with torturing her opponent and letting her enemy live in her shadow. "
When Luo Qingshuang said this, she suddenly turned around, her face half-smiling but not smiling, "Eunuch Zhao, do you think that after the champion died, are his children still alive and will they take revenge on the royal family?"
Zhao Jing looked at her quietly, feeling a little scared in his heart. She was definitely alluding to the original owner's sister!
She knows where they are!
But how can we find the person from her mouth?
Zhao An responded calmly: "Nothing is impossible in the world. Maybe the brother and sister are still alive and will definitely take revenge. For the sake of Daxia Guozuo, the Queen Mother should help His Majesty and strive for peace in Daxia. Don't let There are opportunities for rebellious ministers and traitors."
When Luo Qingshuang heard this, her face was full of disappointment and she was a little irritable, "You go, the Ai family wants to be alone for a while."
"I still want to serve you." Zhao An deliberately approached her. Suddenly her eyebrows stood up and she shouted, "Get out!"
"Get out of here."
Zhao An curled his lips and slowly went ashore to put on his clothes, while Luo Qingshuang stared at the water alone in a daze.
I don’t know if her aunt is here, but her temper is hot and cold!
After leaving the main hall, Zhao An was in a very bad mood because his hair was wet and there wasn't even a hair dryer in this shitty world.
Outside the door, the two maids lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.
Zhao An ignored the two of them, straightened his sleeves, and strode away.
Looking at the retreating figures, the two maids came together and asked, "Tell me, what is the relationship between Mr. Zhao and our Queen Mother?"
"Shh, you don't want your life, you dare to say such things."
"What are you afraid of? Are you still going to tell the truth?"
While the two maids were muttering, they suddenly heard Luo Qingshuang calling and hurriedly ran into the palace.
In the hot bath, Luo Qingshuang slowly combed her wet hair and said to the two of them: "How is my skin? Is it getting older?"
The two women looked at each other and shook their heads hastily.
One of the lively maids flattered her: "Queen Mother, you are still so young, even the concubines in the harem are not as good as your complexion."
"Really?" Luo Qingshuang smiled, and then shouted, "Cut out her tongue."
Uh-huh!
The mummy-like old woman suddenly fell from the sky. It turned out that she had been hiding on the rafters.
The little maid suddenly felt like she was dead. She threw herself on the edge of the bathtub in shock and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, I know you were wrong! Please forgive me!"
"What's wrong?"
"The mistake is, the mistake is that the slave should not talk about the master behind his back! The slave will never dare to do it again!"
The little maid kept kowtowing, and her fair brow was bruised and dripping with blood.
Luo Qingshuang said coldly: "The answer is wrong. The Ai family cut your tongue because you compared the Ai family with the pigs in the harem, which made the Ai family very angry."
"Queen Mother! Slave... mmmmmm!"
The little maid wanted to say something, but the old woman grabbed her chin and thrust a dagger into her mouth, causing blood to pour out.
Her delicate body twisted and struggled, and the blood gathered into a stream and flowed into the bath, the blood glowing like strange flowers.
When the other maid saw such a tragic scene, she was so stunned that she huddled up in a ball and shivered.
Luo Qingshuang glanced at the little maid who was still struggling, and said to the old woman: "The Ai family is getting old, and their skin is no longer as supple as it used to be. Let's nourish it with a pot of beauty soup today."
"Here."
The old woman Jie Jie smiled strangely and dragged the little maid away, leaving a long blood trail on the ground.
The remaining maid didn't need Luo Qingshuang's orders at all, so she endured the strong fear, crawled over, and wiped the blood with her sleeves hastily.
Luo Qingshuang looked at her and asked, "Is the Ai family beautiful?"
The maid's delicate body trembled, and she stuttered, "Beautiful."
"Since he is beautiful, why is he always determined to go against the Ai family? In no way can the Ai family compare to that little woman."
"Slave, slave..."
"He's always been like that for so many years!"
Luo Qingshuang was talking to herself, and the more she talked, the angrier she became, and then like a crazy woman, she frantically slapped the blood that spread in front of her face, causing her head and face to be covered in blood.
The maid's face was ashen and she could not speak.
In the end, Luo Qingshuang did not kill her, but stroked her snow-white collarbone and admired the blood dripping from her fingertips.
Gulu!
The bamboo tube next to the bath began to drain water, and this time the water flowed out was turbid liquid, mixed with specks of snow-white meat scraps.
"Well, that's what it tastes like~"
Luo Qingshuang caught the broth and slapped it on her plump breasts, with a look of sickness and enjoyment on her face.
At this moment, Zhao An has returned to the imperial study.
Facing the empress, he had a look of bitterness and hatred on his face. He leaned close to her delicate body and stared at her neck non-stop.
The empress was confused, "What are you looking at? Didn't you see that I was reviewing the memorial?"
"See if there are any strawberry marks on your neck." Zhao An stared at the snow-white neck for a long time, and the empress was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, "Be more serious!"
"I can't be serious and have no motivation."
Zhao An raised his buttocks and sat down on the table, looking absolutely lawless.
The empress said angrily: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"Your Majesty, Xiao Tian is not a good person, he has problems." Zhao An opened his mouth to make a report.
