Chapter 51 Blood colored chrysanthemum
“Ink mixed with blood. It really is a good paint!”
Murong Qi Qi’s smile was sweet, but the hands weren’t the slightest bit slacking. The palace maid’s blood spread over the paper. The brush in Murong Qi Qi’s hand began to dance on the paper.
In the background, there was just silence. No matter if it was the emperor Longze Yu or others, no one had ever seen such a way of painting like Murong Qi Qi’s; using fresh human blood as paint. Originally, it was an extremely monstrous picture, but because of Murong Qi Qi’s brush dance, it became beautiful.
“Princess, nubi is wrong, nubi is wrong! Nubi doesn’t dare anymore!”
The palace maid felt that her life is slipping away, but Murong Qi Qi didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the bleeding for her. She was feeling somewhat dizzy. Her thinking also became slow. If she continues like this, she will definitely bleed to death!
“Say who is behind you, then bengong will let you off!”
Murong Qi Qi’s voice was very low. So low that only the two of them could hear.
Speak out? The palace maid shuddered. Making her confess that it’s the empress who let her deliberately break the porcelain box so that Murong Qi Qi would not have any paint to use? Then in the end, she would also die!
In just a moment, the palace maid weighed the pros and the cons. She decided to protect Duanmu Qing.
“Princess, nubi begs you. Please let nubi go!”
The palace maid cried hysterically. She was gambling, gambling that Murong Qi Qi wouldn’t dare to treat human life as grass, gambling that Murong Qi Qi would care about the so called virtues and morality and will be forced to let her go under public pressure.
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■to treat human life as grass: to kill people as if you’re cutting grass/a politician acting with total disregard for the life of his countrymen