Suddenly there was a sound of killing outside, and the sound of soldiers fighting was heard. A soldier hurried in and whispered a few words in Zhan Meixiang's ear. Zhan Meixiang was stunned and looked up at Dongfang Qing in disbelief.
Yuxuan was close and whispered: "Lianqing, go out with me first to protect the child. They are fighting fiercely. Don't hurt the child." After Yuxuan and Xiao Lianqing went out, Xuansi and Xueer came out of the main hall.
After entering the main hall through the door, Xueer couldn't help but retching when she saw the corpses and prisoners everywhere inside.
Seeing this, Zhan Meixiang helped her, handed her a handkerchief, looked at Dongfang Qing coldly, and said: "Dongfang Qing, if you are still a descendant of the Dongfang family, go outside and persuade them to stop fighting and be captured without mercy. Otherwise, if
You have brought ruin to all living beings, and I, Zhan Meixiang, will definitely take your head!"
Seeing this, Dongfang Qing showed a twisted smile, stepped down from his seat step by step, stood five steps away from her, and laughed: "Even if I die today, I won't let them stop.
My death will also be accompanied by their undead souls!"
Hearing this, even Lan'er and Zi'er couldn't help but cursed: "Dongfang Qing, you are worse than a beast!"
Hearing the sound of armor clashing, a man wearing armor and a sword walked in. He looked around, quite unbearable, and said: "My former colleagues are now bleeding like rivers! Your Highness, I also taught you
If you use military force to serve the country, is this how I taught you to kill your own limbs and treat the country's subjects like ants?"
It wasn't until he saw Zhan Yan walking in that Dongfang Qing gave up completely. The tip of Zhan Yan's sword was still dripping with blood, which was a sign that he had just stepped off the battlefield. Dongfang Qing knew that at this point, he had no chance of being crowned king in this life.
Already.
What a ridiculous thing!
Just an hour ago, he was still celebrating in the palace, wishing that he would soon be able to sit on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. His loyal ministers were flattering him, and his beautiful concubines were surrounding him and trying their best to please him.
The feeling that he was about to have the whole world made him feel a little elated.
Why did it change instantly?
His eyes circled around, and all the faces were so unfamiliar, except for the woman standing in the middle, yes, it was her, Zhan Meixiang!
Her father is a general, her husband is the emperor, and her son is the prince. She holds so many noble titles in one body, even if she dies, Dongfang Qing will find someone to go to hell with him!
Thinking of this, he picked up the sword on the ground and stabbed Zhan Meixiang suddenly!
Xue'er was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief. The corner of her eye suddenly caught sight of the tip of the sword heading towards Zhan Meixiang. She almost jumped on Zhan Meixiang with a lunge, shouting: "No!"
The sharp blade pierced the flesh, and the sound of clothes being torn echoed through the entire hall.
Xue'er was still lying on her body, and the blood gushing out of her chest stained her clothes. Some blood dripped onto her fingertips, and the chill surged up from her fingertips, converging from her limbs to her heart, suffocating her.
My whole heart started to hurt.
Xuan Si took Xue'er into his arms with both hands, and shouted tremblingly: "Xue'er..."
Xueer's vision was a little blurry. She opened her eyes with difficulty and stared at Xuansi in front of her. She stretched out her hand to touch his face, but Xuansi held it and whispered: "Xueer, silly girl..."