The shrill voice resounded under the clear sky of Lingyang College.
Huang Beiyue's heart sank, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at the slightly older figure of the Queen Mother on the stand. She suddenly took a step back and slowly sat on the chair.
The black pupils suddenly dilated, and she suddenly felt that there was no strength in her hands. The little tiger in her arms suddenly fell to the ground, let out a pitiful whimper, and then quickly got up and rubbed her feet.
Huang Beiyue felt nothing, her arms were empty, and she could only think of the words that Princess Huiwen said before she died.
"Stay away from the land of right and wrong, and don't enter the emperor's house again."
Aunt Xue fell down, but she still wanted to get up and continued to run towards the Queen Mother. Her appearance was so crazy that it was scary to look at her!
The guards were frightened by her and were stunned for a moment. King Xiaoyao shouted from above: "What are you doing standing still? This crazy woman is crazy. Drag her down and beat her to death! Are you going to let her hurt the Queen Mother?"
The guards reacted one after another, and a group of them rushed forward, blocking Aunt Xue's way.
Aunt Xue shouted hysterically: "Queen Mother, Queen Mother, are you really going to die without saving me... |"
Before he finished speaking, a guard's halberd came down and hit Aunt Xue hard on the head. Blood flowed down Aunt Xue's forehead. The severely corroded face slowly lifted up, with extremely protruding eyes.
Staring horribly at the Queen Mother in the stands.
"Gu..." A vague sound came from her throat, and Aunt Xue's body slowly fell down, lying on the cold floor.
"The cunning rabbit is dead... the running dog is cooked... the birds are gone... Liang Gongzang... She has such a fate, so why am I not..."
After he finished speaking, a line of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, his head tilted, and he finally died.
Over there, Xiao Yun and Xiao Zhonglei burst into tears. Xiao Yuanyuan glanced back, knocked his head on the floor, and sobbed.
A cold wind blew over the empty square, and there was silence all around. The royal family and nobles all fell silent in tacit agreement, looking at each other, looking at Princess Beiyue in the square, no one dared to say a word.
The emperor was holding on to the stone railing of the stand with cold hands and feet, his head lowered, and no one could see the expression on his face. After a while, the emperor was heard to speak.
"Zhan Ye." He called the prince's name.
"Father." Zhanye stepped forward and looked at the emperor with some worry.
Although he didn't say it clearly, the obvious truth still made his heart tremble.
The emperor took a deep breath, and then said: "This is the end of today's opening lecture. Let everyone go back."
"Yes." Zhan Ye nodded, walked over and gave an order to the commander of the black cavalry next to him. The commander immediately took his people and cleared out all the other people in the square.
Before the crowd had finished walking, Huang Beiyue in the center of the square had already slowly walked up.
The lonely and thin figure looked particularly desolate in the empty open space.
"Why?" As they walked, the cold voice was like snowflakes in the sky, cold and icy, looking straight at the Queen Mother Wende in the stands, "Royal Grandmother, give me a reason."
The Queen Mother was sitting on the chair, her whole body seemed to have suddenly aged several dozen years, her eye sockets were sunken deeply, her lips trembled a few times, but in the end she still didn't say anything.
