When she was dragged out, in the courtyard, the palace attendants who came with her were dragged out on their backs. They shouted in fear, "Mother, please help me," but they were eventually gagged and dragged out. Immediately afterwards, there was news
There came the screams and the crackle of sticks.
However, this was not the end yet. She was dragged to Fengxiang Palace and watched as twenty-one people from Fengxiang Palace were beaten to death in front of her. These people were her confidants, and the oldest one had already followed her.
For ten years, she had become like a family member. She was so distraught that she could do nothing.
It rained heavily, and God seemed to be angry. He kept pouring water from the sky. The bright red blood collected the rainwater and formed a red stream on the ground.
Then, she was imprisoned in a dark and cold palace. Three days later, Yun Xiyao was named queen.
It turned out that all of this had been planned in advance, otherwise, the things for canonizing the queen would not have been prepared in such a short period of time.
Dongfang Chen once visited her and wanted her to hand over the list of all the members of "Dark Night" that she had created with her own hands. How could she be willing to give it to her? In anger, he finally told the truth: "I have always loved your sister.
Xiyao, a person as vicious and cunning as you is not worthy of carrying her shoes, let alone becoming my queen."
She laughed, laughing that she was blind and had actually raised a white-eyed wolf with her own hands; he scolded the pair of adulterers for their **** and deserved to die! Naturally, they received a severe beating in return.
Over the past month, she has endured torture and humiliation, but she must persist in living.
After a few more days, the knife would come back. Everyone in this world could betray her, except the knife. As long as the knife came back, she could escape and settle the score with that couple.
Yun Jingshu's eyes emitted two cold and stern lights.
"Someone's coming! He's gone! He's gone! Someone's coming!" A burst of noise came from outside the door.
Yun Jingshu frowned and looked towards the door, discovering that the bright red flames were like the sickle raised by the god of death, fiercely rushing into the door and window, thick smoke billowing, and the room instantly became scorching hot.
People outside kept shouting, but they were obviously putting on a show...
Those people wanted to burn her to death! Two cold lights shot out from Yun Jingshu's eyes.
She struggled to get up and wanted to leave the burning house, but it was too late. All the meridians in her body were cut off. She had not taken in water or rice for three days. She only crawled a few steps, and the ferocious tongues of fire were already scorching her body...
"Yun Xiyao, Dongfang Chen, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!" She screamed miserably in the sea of fire.
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At the same time, thousands of miles away in Luo Kingdom, the palace, the Wushang Hall, and the study room.
"Your Highness, this is the white fungus and lotus seed soup stewed by Wan'er herself. You can drink some and then read." A beautiful woman in white walked in gracefully, like a beautiful white cloud floating in, and laid her down in front of Baili Wushang.
A small bowl.
Baili Wushang raised his eyes, his raised sword eyebrows were as sharp as swords, his narrow peach blossom eyes were ruthless and cold, his delicate oval face reflected the cold light like jade, and his thin lavender lips pursed coldly.
The exquisite face that makes people dazzled, but it reveals the cold light like a peerless sword, which makes people dare not look directly...
"Who let you in?" Even the words he said were very cold and inhumane.
"Your Highness, I just..."
"Go down!" Baili Wushang said coldly and continued to read with his head down.
The beauty left sadly.
Half an hour later.
A scream came from the study: "Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Are you awake?... Someone is here, Your Highness has fainted."