Chapter 822： Duanmuying disfigured

At this moment, she saw that other concubines were carrying their grandsons, and she thought that she could carry her grandsons too. As people get older, they want to get a few dolls to accompany them. This time, Langer's child's temperament must not be left to him.

The emperor was only angry with Han Yingxue, and now he wants to adjust and change his mood. So he was fair to Liu Gong, "Liu Gong Gong, you can arrange for someone to continue to perform!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The people who are selected by the lottery will come to the stage one by one according to the serial number of the lottery. Duanmuying was placed in the last one.

"Oh hey~" Duanmurong cried while covering her stomach.

"Rong'er, what's wrong with you?" Huang Qianqian asked.

"My stomach hurts! It hurts to death!"

"Stomach hurts? Rong'er, you must be like me, just go to the toilet to poop!" Huang Qianqian said.

Duanmu Rong whitened Huang Qianqian, this idiot, don't you know she's pretending?

Duanmurong said something to Huang Qianqian's ear, Huang Qianqian hurriedly nodded.

Huang Qianqian ran to Duanmuying, "Second miss, your eldest sister's stomach hurts badly, let's help her to the toilet together!"

Duanmuying frowned, "But... I'm going to perform on stage later?"

Duan Muying was a little embarrassed.

"Aren't you the last one? It's still early. Let's help your eldest sister to the toilet. Your performance is in a hurry." Huang Qianqian urged.

Seeing that Duan Muying was silent, Huang Qianqian said, "I said why are you so unconscionable, your eldest sister hurts like this, you just want to show yourself on stage."

Huang Qianqian said this, the surrounding officials all pointed at Duanmuying.

Duanmuying looked at Duanmuying, who was covering her stomach, and saw that she seemed to be in severe pain.

"Alright then, let's help her over there!" Duanmu Ying said.

If she ignores Duanmu Rong today, she will not know how she will be scolded in the spine in the future, which will be bad for her reputation.

Duanmurong always felt that Duanmurong was doing something. With doubts and precautions, together with Huang Qianqian, they walked towards the latrine with Duanmu Rong.

When they reached the remote area, Duanmu Rong and Huang Qianqian grabbed Duanmuying.

Duanmuying exclaimed, "Eldest sister, what are you doing?"

"What am I going to do?"

Duanmurong smiled sinisterly, "I'm afraid you'll be on stage to seduce people later, so naturally you have to guard against you first!"

Duanmuying shuddered, struggling in the hands of Duanmurong and Huang Qianqian.

However, Duanmuying is far thinner than Duanmurong and Huang Qianqian, so under the control of the two, she can't break free at all.

"Sister, what are you doing, let me go quickly." Duanmuying said in horror.

Duanmurong stretched out her hand, but did not cut off her long nails.

"Qianqian, hurry up for me, don't let anyone run away!" Duanmurong urged.

"I know, Rong'er."

Duanmu Rong stared at Duanmu Yingjiao's beautiful face, and the more she looked, the more jealous she became.

Such a beautiful face, why did it grow on Duan Muying's body? Today, she is going to destroy it to prevent future troubles. Otherwise, she always feels that Duan Muying's performance on the stage will make her heart uneasy, so she will come up with such a strategy.

Duanmu Rong's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she grabbed Duanmuying's face fiercely.

"Ah~" Duan Muying screamed, covering her face in pain.

Looking at a scratch on Duanmuying's face, the corners of Duanmurong's mouth curled up. What a joy!