The harem is full of gossip, Your Majesty, you are being cheated Ch. 155

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Lin Qingqing changed eight hundred postures in a second. Finally, she put her hands down and looked at Yue Lin with a wronged face, "If His Majesty hates me so much, no one else needs to do it, I will do it myself!"

She stood up and suddenly rushed towards the wall.

She hit herself to death to see if Yue Lin felt sorry!

Yue Lin: "???"

Jiang Zhimiao: "!!!!"

Everyone: "?!?!"

Lin Qingqing was waiting for someone to stop her while hitting her, so naturally no one would stop her.

So she hit herself directly.

Bang!

In order to make Yue Lin feel sorry, Lin Qingqing hit her hard.

In addition to her pink cheeks, her forehead also suddenly turned red.

Commonly known as—

Three reds stand in a tripod.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with this?" Lin Qingqing looked at Yue Lin with a sad face.

Come on, let you pretend!

If she didn't make him feel heartbroken today, she wouldn't be named Lin.

Yue Lin was stunned by Lin Qingqing's operation and was silent for a while.

What was Lin Qingqing thinking?

He didn't seem to keep up with the train of thought for a while?

"It's not enough, is it?" Lin Qingqing looked at the silent Yue Lin and suddenly felt a little happy.

Don't talk anymore, right?

Feeling very distressed, right?

Let you pretend!

Today, she must let him know what it meant to be heartbroken!

Lin Qingqing suddenly bumped into the wall again.

This time, the forehead was not only red, but also swollen.

[Oh... oh my goodness. ]

Jiang Zhimiao's voice was extremely shocked.

Everyone also widened their eyes.

Could... could it be like this?

Lin Qingqing gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and hit several times until her forehead began to bleed, she stopped, "Your Majesty, is this enough?!"

In her imagination, a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down from her forehead.

Sliding across her fair face, making her peerless face even more charming.

Yue Lin was shocked and distressed when he saw this scene.

Although he still held on and didn't express it, in his heart, he hated Jiang Zhimiao to the bone!

In reality—

A lump grew on her forehead, like a strange animal with horns.

The blood slowly slid across her red face... making her look more and more abnormal.

Yue Lin was indeed shocked.

He said slowly, "How about... you go back and sit down first?"

If Lady Lin crashed to death here, it would inevitably be a bit embarrassing.

Besides, she was still a bit useful.

Lin Qingqing glanced at Yue Lin, and a sneer appeared in her heart.

Sure enough, Yue Lin still felt distressed.

But, she would not appreciate it easily.

If he wanted to get her back, he had to go through a few wife-chasing crematoriums.

Lin Qingqing sneered twice, but because she hit her head, this sneer made her feel a little dizzy.

She quickly calmed down and then slowly sat back.

[This... was Lady Lin driven to mental illness?] Jiang Zhimiao couldn't help but sigh.

This was a bit abnormal no matter how you look at it!

The key point was that after a period of self-torture, Lin Qingqing took a break and stared at her with a hidden look of pride.

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to know.

What was she proud of?!

Normal people really couldn't keep up with the thinking of the mentally ill.

"Yunxiang, take some ointment to apply to Lady Lin." Jiang Zhimiao said.

Yunxiang was about to agree.

Lin Qingqing said proudly, "No need! I made a mistake, so I should be punished."

As she said that, she turned her head to show Yue Lin the wound on her forehead.

Were you distressed?

I'm so distressed!

Yue Lin: "..."

Jiang Zhimiao changed her words, "Then Yunxiang, take a piece of cloth to wipe Lady Lin, don't let the blood drip on the hall."

Yunxiang immediately agreed crisply.

Fengyi Palace now had a pile of fruit plates as usual. Concubine Yi next to her smiled and pulled out the mat under the fruit plate and handed it to Yunxiang, "Use this."

Yunxiang thanked him and took it to wipe Lady Lin's wound.

The material of the mat was naturally very rough, and Lady Lin immediately grimaced.

Jiang Zhimiao was too lazy to watch this farce.

She opened the gossip system.

See what gossip there was today.

Seeing Jiang Zhimiao start to be dazed.

Everyone sat up straight as usual, and Yue Lin also listened attentively.

Yue Mian didn't know what was going to happen, but watching everyone's performance, she couldn't help but prick up her ears.

[Concubine Yi created a song by herself and planned to show off her skills in the palace when she found time.]

Jiang Zhimiao looked at Concubine Yi in horror.

This was a system-certified tone-deaf.

Concubine Yi straightened her chest and showed a confident smile. This time, she must use this song to wash away the shameful evaluation given to her by the gossip system!

Others: "..."

No, thank you.

Their primary goal recently was to never give Concubine Yi a chance to sing.

Yue Lin and Yue Mian don't know the true situation of Concubine Yi yet. Yue Mian even had some expectations.

Was Concubine Yi good at songs?

So was she blessed with hearing?

If others knew her idea, they would definitely tell her: "No, you are not."

Jiang Zhimiao continued to read gossip.

[The wife of Minister Chen is pregnant.]

Chen Shuyi's face changed immediately.

There was only one minister named Chen, her father.

Her mother was pregnant?

She was the only daughter in the Chen family. In the past, Chen Shuyi would be happy if her mother was pregnant.

But now...

She only had waves of fear.

What did her father want to do?

[According to the plot in the book, Chen Jingming does have another son.]

[Strangely, Mrs. Chen seems to have a bad relationship with this child. Logically, mother and child are connected by heart, so this shouldn't be the case, right?]

The plot she learned did not include the second half of the book, and Jiang Zhimiao did not know what was going on, so she could only put it aside for the time being.

[Let's take a look at the last piece of gossip.]

This piece of gossip...

Jiang Zhimiao's pupils trembled again.

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