Emperor Xuan Yan was not a moody person. Especially in the past two years, he had become more and more gloomy and secretive. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Now this sudden roar even startled Liao. His first reaction was to kneel down with a thud and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is the most important thing!"
Jiang's face was pale and her eyes were stiff. Looking at the hand suddenly pointed by Emperor Xuan Yan, she could hardly take a breath.
"You bitch," Emperor Xuan Yan was so angry that his voice trembled, "you bitch!"
"No, no," Mrs. Jiang didn't know how her voice sounded, and she cried softly, "Your Majesty, you are not a villain."
"Slap her mouth!" Emperor Xuan Yan pointed at her and cursed, "Break her mouth into pieces!"
The nearest soldiers responded and immediately went over. Two soldiers held Jiang's hand, and one of them raised his hand and slapped her hard in the face.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds...
A crisp slap sound sounded.
Tao Ding knelt on the ground, trembling all over, but did not dare to utter even a single word of begging for mercy.
The soldier was so strong that after less than ten slaps, Jiang could no longer hold on. Her mouth was filled with blood, and blood dripped from her eyes.
The soldier did not dare to kill him, so he stopped and looked at the emperor.
The emperor's eyes were also filled with blood, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the dying woman.
Relieve your anger?
No!
Even if he cut her into pieces with a thousand knives, it would not be enough to eliminate a thousandth of the hatred in his heart!
Emperor Xuan Yan looked at Tao Ding, who was kneeling silently beside him, and said, "Tao Ding."
Tao Ding said nothing, and knelt there with an ashen face.
Emperor Xuan Yan smiled very low and shouted again: "Tao Ding."
His ears were ringing, and Tao Ding felt like he was living in a nightmare.
He felt like he didn't know where he was, so he raised his head and looked at Emperor Xuan Yan.
"I will kill you, and your corpses will be hung on the city wall to be exposed in the sun." Emperor Xuan Yan looked into his eyes and said.
Tao Ding's eyes were red. Just now, his eyes were filled with tears because of Jiang's scream. The tears seeped into the wound, causing severe pain.
"I will also chop off your heads, freeze them in heavy snow, and deliver them to Tao Lan with my own hands during the winter."
Tao Ding gasped heavily and stared at him fiercely.
"Do you hate it very much?" Emperor Xuan Yan said, "I hate you even more than you do!"
I don't even want to let you go!
I want to kill you!
Tao Ding roared angrily in his heart.
The remaining rationality allowed him to control it. Once these words were spoken, the torture he and Jiang faced would be even more terrifying.
In this world, life is worse than death, and it makes people more desperate and painful than death.
The tears flowed more and more uncontrollably, and he was trembling all over. He wished he could rush forward and die with the emperor now, but he had heavy shackles on his hands, and the skills of the soldiers behind him were not inferior to him.
However, Tao Ding suddenly wanted to laugh again.
He knew why the emperor brought him and his mother here today.
Because he was actually afraid of Tao Lan.
Because he was afraid of Tao Lan, he wanted to take it out on him and Mr. Jiang. Because he was afraid of Tao Lan, he suddenly exploded and roared like that. Because he was afraid of Tao Lan, he actually let them go without killing Tao.
After two years of freedom, I hated it for two years!
Ha ha ha ha!
Tao Ding really wanted to laugh.
I didn't expect that this emperor, who looked so majestic and controlled all life and death in the world, could be so timid!
And the person he was afraid of was Tao Ding’s sister!
Ever since the true identity of the mysterious lady in the North was revealed two years ago, she was Tao Lan, the second young lady of their Tao family, Tao Ding has been unwilling to recognize this sister again.
But now, he suddenly felt that this sister is so good and this sister is so powerful!
Being able to conquer half of the country with one person, the Tao family can be considered a big shot.
It would be great if Tao Lan was a man. She might be able to conquer the whole world. Tao Ding really wanted to laugh out loud.
As for killing him and Jiang, and using their heads to provoke Tao Lan, okay, go ahead, just take my head. One day, my sister will also take your head!
Tao Ding's eyes became crazy as he looked at the noble red gold velvet carpet on the ground. It was knotted with silk, woven with gold and silver threads, and embroidered with treasures and heavenly flowers. Now it was splashed with a lot of blood, and the blood seeped into it, turning it dark and dark. The color is all his mother Jiang's.
One day, your Emperor Xuan Yan's blood will be splashed somewhere, there will be more and brighter red!
Just wait, Tao Ding gritted his teeth.
Two days later, five corpses were hung high in Shengjing Square.
The corpse's hands were tied with iron chains, and it was shaken by the wind and snow on a strong elevated structure.
There were few people going out on a snowy day, so no one noticed them at first. Gradually, more and more people discovered them. After hearing about it, some waiters from teahouses and taverns came across several long streets to come over to see what was going on.
The five corpses were covered in blood, and their clothes were in tatters. The one in the middle was a woman. The wind and snow had blown her bloody face stiff and deformed. The blood was deposited on the skin, covered by frost and snow, making it dark and dirty.
Someone recognized him, it was Mr. Jiang from the Tao family.
Finally dead!
But why die now?
"If it weren't for Feng Xue, he might have been executed in public, right?" someone said.
"No," a teahouse waiter looked at the five corpses and said, "the people next to them are all the maids and servants of the Tao family who cannot escape slavery. Where are the sons of the Tao family?"
"Yes, it seems there is no Tao Ding or Tao Mao!" someone else said.
"They escaped?"
"No, then what should we do?"
"What does it have to do with us?"
…
Beside the huge square, only about a dozen people gathered together to look at the corpses and discuss them in low voices.
The sky and the ground were white, and there was a vast sky with wild wind and snow rolling in steeply. The heavy snow was like turning pages in a book, sweeping across several long streets, heading towards a distant place unknown to the depths of the sky.
Xia Zhaoxue, wearing a snow-white silver mink fur, stood in the snow and looked at the corpses from a distance, his handsome features blurred in the heavy snow.
Those corpses were hanging high in the wind, and the wind was howling. Thousands of snowflakes passed by the corpses, and passed through the corners of their clothes and the tips of their hair in fine pieces.
Like, thousands of ghosts.
They came back from the north in a huge and silent way, and looked at this great furnace and this miserable world.
Xia Zhaoxue's calm eyes gradually became filled with compassion, and he looked at the vast square paved with snow.
That year, it was also in this square that the male relatives of Dingguo Palace lost more than a hundred heads here, and the blood was like a wash, comparable to today's heavy snow.
Therefore, he has never been willing to come here. He has not set foot in the past two years. When he came back today, he thought he would feel relieved and relieved, but it didn't happen at all.
Those hatreds, those grievances, those grudges will never disappear no matter what you do, they will never be completely destroyed. They are engraved in your bones over time. The longer you get, the more painful the wounds become.
