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Chapter 1121 of 5250

Chapter 1121: Down to lady

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But Jin Yao actually asked to die.

Her expression and the look in her eyes all showed that this is not an excuse,

nor is it showing off pity.

She really wants to die.

Zhao Yuanjing asked her: "Why do you want me to give you death?"

"The concubine body originally used Xianggu's medicine to barely maintain her

appearance and body. In fact, this time the concubine body took the risk of

sending Madam Qi out, but was also forced to be helpless. The effect of the

medicine is passing soon."

She has a low voice.

"Efficacy?"

"Xianggu said that this medicine can only last for a period of time. Once the

effect is over, it will be doubly weakened, and even her appearance will be

greatly changed." Jin Yao's tears fell, "The concubine body is like this. I'm

really not reconciled. My concubine loves the emperor deeply, but she never

gets the slightest love from the emperor."

Zhao Yuanjing did not speak.

Jin Yao raised her hand to wipe away her tears. "The emperor said that the

corners of the eyes of the concubine are wrinkled, which is probably the

reason. The concubine originally thought, went to the fairy and asked her to

think of a way. But... now, It's useless."

Xiangu was arrested.

Her hope was completely shattered.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her for a long time and said: "I will not kill you. If

you are cast as a lady, you can go back to the Huaqing Palace and reflect."

Jin Yao knelt and didn't move.

"The emperor, please grant me a concubine body. In this life, the concubine

body... has a hard time, and you want nothing. Everything is empty." She was

full of bitterness, "It's up to now, although there is the emperor's pity ,

It's just relying on that little medicine. Being able to be gifted to death by

the emperor can be regarded as a good start and a good end."

Zhao Yuanjing squatted down, looked into her eyes, and said, "Live the rest of

your life well."

"The concubine body does not want to grow old or become ugly. While the

concubine body is still good-looking, let the concubine body go in the best-

looking appearance." Her tears flowed down silently, and she knocked her head

on the ground, "Going for the emperor." It is the last and only requirement to

fulfill the concubine body."

Zhao Yuanjing looked at Yun Dai.

Yundai don't look away.

She has reason to believe that what Jin Yao told Xiangu Jiang Ran was that she

wanted to kill someone with a knife.

She also has reasons not to like Jin Yao.

But at this time, she will not give Zhao Yuanjing any advice.

Everything is wrong.

It's better to shut up.

Zhao Yuanjing's gaze swept across her face, then she retracted her gaze.

At this time, Liu Dequan ran in and said, "Lord, Mrs. Jin, Mrs. Jin, Mrs. Jin,

and Mrs. Jin, please see me."

The whole family is here.

It is estimated that the news has been received.

Zhao Yuanjing stood up and said, "Let them in."

Hula rushed in.

Mrs. Jin saw her daughter kneeling on the ground, rushed to hug her, and

cried, "Daughter, what did you do and what did you commit?"

Jin Yao was indifferent, and said indifferently: "You all gave up your

daughters, and now you ran over to cry again. Who is it for?"

Mrs. Jin cried even harder: "What are you talking about? I have been hurting

you for more than ten years. Does it mean it hurts for nothing? You are sick.

What can you do to call your mother! If you can, mother would rather take your

own I took out my heart and exchanged it for you!"

This is touching.

It's a pity that Jin Yao's heart is dead.

She pushed her mother away, glanced over the faces of her grandfather, father

and brother, and said softly: "Yao'er knows that you used to really love

Yao'er. It is Yao'er that is not lucky. If there is another life, I hope

Yao'er She is a good body and won’t be a burden to the Jin family. No, if she

has her next life, Yao’er will never give birth to Jin’s family. Yao’er would

rather be a rural village girl, a commoner Jingchai, and a light meal. It’s

better than here, where there are calculations everywhere. There is no

warmth."