Everything that should come and what should not come has come, and everyone is staring at her.
Miaolian's eyes fell on Miaozhi's face, but she saw her phoenix crown and robe and seven treasure robe, which was the real queen's posture. Especially the emerald green pendant she was wearing in her ear, which made her face look bright.
Run Ruyu - Miaolian recognized this pendant - this is hers, her own.
It was given to her by Tuoba Hong.
Now, it actually came to Miaozhi's ears.
And she herself, wearing simple gray-white clothes, seemed to be someone different from them in her bones.
Miaozhi also laughed, but it was not the kind of sneer that Princess Pengcheng. She smiled tolerantly and was full of compassion. She really had the demeanor of being a mother in the world, and even full of sympathy. Her voice was soft and gentle: "Sister, you still admit your guilt."
Alright. For our Feng family and for the dead father, you confess your guilt... I will ask Your Majesty, three-foot white silk, a glass of poisonous wine, to let you settle it quietly and maintain your last dignity..."
It’s really a feng shui reincarnation.
Feng Miaolian did not understand what Feng Shui is until this time.
Now, it is Miaozhi's turn to sympathize with her - three-foot white silk, a glass of poisonous wine, and the most decent burial and care she gives to ****.
Fire was almost spurted out in her eyes, and she was bare-handed, as if she was surrounded by hunters, but there was no room for resistance.
"Sister, you don't have to struggle, you can't... look at the ugly things you did. Seduce monks, are uneasy in the room, and are filthy in the palace... Alas, such a great sin, even after death, will be punished eighteen.
Hell from... Sister, please do your own thing..."
"Sister Miaozhi, you don't have to be kind enough to talk nonsense to her... Kill her, kill her..."
"Kill this ****... The emperor brother, you can't hesitate anymore. In the past, our royal family had an Empress Dowager Feng. If she was allowed to be accomplices of the tiger, she would become the next Empress Dowager Feng... The emperor brother, hurry up
Kill her..."
The executioners surrounded the sharp ghost-headed sword, the cold light flashed, and they were about to drink blood.
Feng Miaolian stood there motionless, but her fists clenched tightly: She thought, no wonder people said that women who have not made friends with their relatives should not enter the palace without help. When the disaster comes, you will
There is no help at all, so I can only let the mermaid meat.