Chapter 3977 The Reborn Witch: Queen Feng Chao’s Counterattack (40)

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said that you should not be angry now." Chuntao said worriedly: "Otherwise, it will be easy to get angry and the wound will be difficult to heal..."

"Healing? Do you think I care?" Ning Shuixin gritted her teeth and said, "I no longer have a hand, will it grow back? Since it won't grow back? Why should I care?"

For Ning Shuixin, the moment she chose to let Song Qinghan die, she had risked everything.

Since you can't get anything, then everyone should not have it easy!

She can only give it a final try! If you put all your money into it, you will definitely win...

"But my dear... you are in very bad health now..."

At this moment, Chuntao suddenly felt that Ning Shui was very sad. If a woman in the harem could not get the love of the emperor, what was the difference between a woman in the harem and an ordinary palace maid.

No, they are even worse than ordinary palace maids.

Not being able to love is the most painful thing.

"Change my clothes, cough, cough, cough..." Ning Shuixin covered her mouth and coughed twice, only to find that she had vomited blood.

"Empress—" Chuntao was shocked, and Ning Shuixin's eyes widened.

In fact, although she felt pain from the wound, she didn't feel how uncomfortable her body was.

But this mouthful of blood really scared her.

"Empress..."

"Don't worry...ahem..." Ning Shuixin coughed twice more and said, "Go and prepare your clothes. The time for the Queen's Ceremony is coming soon! I can't miss the opportunity to meet Princess Feng."

This is a road from which there is no turning back, and all that is left for her is to die together.

She had a premonition that Luo Qingchen must still be in the palace...

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Wearing bright red robes, a phoenix crown on her head, bright eyes and white teeth, her skin is like snow.

This is the first time she has worn such formal clothes since she came to Feng Dynasty.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt a little dazed for a moment, a little... familiar...

"Your Majesty—" Zhizhi on the side picked up red red and lightly touched the center of her eyebrows and said, "I think your eyebrows are a bit empty, why not add a flower?"

"What flowers would you like to add?"

Luo Qingchen glanced at the bronze mirror and suddenly felt that what Zhizhi said seemed to be right.

The space between her eyebrows seemed a little empty, and she always felt that there should be a bouquet of flowers somewhere.

"Zhizhi doesn't know either. If the empress wants to add something, Zhizhi will draw it for you."

"Well, Hibiscus flower!"

Luo Qingchen closed her eyes, and a strange yet familiar scene seemed to appear unconsciously in front of her eyes.

She was also dressed in red and was sitting in front of a bronze mirror. The person sitting in front of her seemed to be a man.

He took a pen and drew her eyebrows, drawing a vivid red flower between her eyebrows.

There seemed to be a voice coming from my ears——

"What flowers do you want to draw?"

"Nice flowers."

"what is that?"

"How's the flower on the other side?"

…

"ah--"

Probably because the voice in her ears was too real, Luo Qingchen felt her heart beat suddenly, as if she was being pulled away, and was suddenly pulled back to reality.

"Your Majesty... what's wrong with you?" Zhizhi blinked and said, "I can't draw. If your Majesty doesn't like it, I'll..."

"Don't talk yet..." Luo Qingchen frowned and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling an inexplicable panic.

Why is it so familiar? I have definitely experienced this feeling before, otherwise it would not be so familiar.

When was it?

Thirty thousand years ago?

"Empress..." After a long time, Zhizhi's voice reached her ears: "The time has come to seal the Queen's Hall."

"Well..." She nodded lightly and said, "Let's go."