312. Chapter 312 The most poisonous woman's heart 1
There was no ecstasy, no surprise, only a sad smile appeared on his lips, "After all these years, the late emperor still doesn't understand me?" After saying that, he sighed slowly and slowly sank.
.
He can't die like this!
I yelled in his ear: "Xue Xu, that cloud of yours cost me my life. I hate her as deep as the sea and will never stop fighting! If you die, I will skin her and cramp her, and drag her to feed the dogs!"
His body trembled, and his thin voice was almost inaudible: "Wen Ruyu, he must have a way to save you, go find Wen Ruyu..."
"Let me in! Husband! Husband! Husband!" Outside the door, Wen's shrill cries disturbed the quiet night to pieces.
I looked coldly at Xue Xu, who was covered in blood, and resolutely opened the door.
Ms. Wen was tied up and thrown to the ground by the Ninth Senior Brother. Her face was covered with tears and snot. I looked at her embarrassed look and suddenly wanted to laugh. "Princess, your husband is going to die soon! You have done a great job by killing your relatives for justice."
ah!"
Her eyes were red and she said in a daze: "No, no, you are talking nonsense!"
I shook my head, "It's a pity that he hasn't been tried in Dali Temple yet. No one in the world can see that King Dingnan Xian has been reduced to a prisoner! Alas, if he can save his breath and return to the capital to seek help from the immeasurable lay people, it's impossible to say
I can still... ugh..."
There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in her eyes, "Immortal layman?"
I wiped the remaining blood on my palms, smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Wen raised her dirty face and said, "Let me in!"
[The lady is coming]
On the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, the regent King Qin led troops to capture Chizhou, the base of the rebels. The rebel Xue Xu was defeated and committed suicide.
On the ninth day of July, the King of Qin returned to the dynasty, leaving his deputy commander Liang Ziyi and the prince of Jingyuan Hou Zhao Yue to surround and suppress the remnants of Xue Xu's troops in the southwest.
On August 11, it had been raining continuously for five days. There was misty moisture everywhere, which added to the dampness in the already dark dungeon. I covered my mouth and nose with a handkerchief to block the musty smell.
Go straight along the long corridor to the end, which is the most heavily guarded cell in the dungeon. It is also the cell with the worst environment in the dungeon. Even on the brightest sunny day, there is not a trace of light. The stone walls
A small oil lamp casts a dim yellow light, and the straw covering the ground was covered with wet water droplets, as if it had just been fished out of the water.
"Haha, husband, husband, I am here to serve you, haha..." A hoarse female voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty prison, like a ghostly whisper.
I stood outside the cell door, squinting my eyes, and using the lantern in Chunxian's hand, I could clearly see Mrs. Wen's figure.
She huddled in the corner, her black hair spread wildly, her originally elegant white dress and white dress were so dark that her original color could not be seen at all. She held a handful of straw in her arms, and her pale and wrinkled face was full of
It’s a blurry smile, looking at the handful of straw is like a wolf seeing meat or a dog seeing ×.
"Is she still the same?" I waved away the scattered dust and asked the guard who stood respectfully aside.
"Yes, Mrs. Wen has been crazy since the first day she came here. She just holds the bundle of straw and calls her 'husband' every day."
I nodded slightly and signaled the guards to step back.
"Princess, Ye Rong is here to see you!" My smiling voice sounded particularly clear in the dungeon.
She didn't seem to hear my words and still stroked the ball of straw gently.
I smiled softly: "Princess, it's me, I am Ye Rong, your husband has admired Ye Rong for many years!" There was no ecstasy, no surprise, he only had a sad smile on his lips, "This is
After many years, the late Emperor still doesn't understand me?" After saying that, he sighed slowly and slowly sank.
He can't die like this!
I yelled in his ear: "Xue Xu, that cloud of yours cost me my life. I hate her as deep as the sea and will never stop fighting! If you die, I will skin her and cramp her, and drag her to feed the dogs!"
His body trembled, and his thin voice was almost inaudible: "Wen Ruyu, he must have a way to save you, go find Wen Ruyu..."
"Let me in! Husband! Husband! Husband!" Outside the door, Wen's shrill cries disturbed the quiet night to pieces.
I looked coldly at Xue Xu, who was covered in blood, and resolutely opened the door.
Ms. Wen was tied up and thrown to the ground by the Ninth Senior Brother. Her face was covered with tears and snot. I looked at her embarrassed look and suddenly wanted to laugh. "Princess, your husband is going to die soon! You have done a great job by killing your relatives for justice."
ah!"
Her eyes were red and she said in a daze: "No, no, you are talking nonsense!"
I shook my head, "It's a pity that he hasn't been tried in Dali Temple yet. No one in the world can see that King Dingnan Xian has been reduced to a prisoner! Alas, if he can save his breath and return to the capital to seek help from the immeasurable lay people, it's impossible to say
I can still... ugh..."
There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in her eyes, "Immortal layman?"
I wiped the remaining blood on my palms, smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Wen raised her dirty face and said, "Let me in!"
[The lady is coming]
On the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, the regent King Qin led troops to capture Chizhou, the base of the rebels. The rebel Xue Xu was defeated and committed suicide.
On the ninth day of July, the King of Qin returned to the dynasty, leaving his deputy commander Liang Ziyi and the prince of Jingyuan Hou Zhao Yue to surround and suppress the remnants of Xue Xu's troops in the southwest.
On August 11, it had been raining continuously for five days. There was misty moisture everywhere, which added to the dampness in the already dark dungeon. I covered my mouth and nose with a handkerchief to block the musty smell.
Go straight along the long corridor to the end, which is the most heavily guarded cell in the dungeon. It is also the cell with the worst environment in the dungeon. Even on the brightest sunny day, there is not a trace of light. The stone walls
A small oil lamp casts a dim yellow light, and the straw covering the ground was covered with wet water droplets, as if it had just been fished out of the water.
"Haha, husband, husband, I am here to serve you, haha..." A hoarse female voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty prison, like a ghostly whisper.
I stood outside the cell door, squinting my eyes, and using the lantern in Chunxian's hand, I could clearly see Mrs. Wen's figure.
She huddled in the corner, her black hair spread wildly, her originally elegant white dress and white dress were so dark that her original color could not be seen at all. She held a handful of straw in her arms, and her pale and wrinkled face was full of
It’s a blurry smile, looking at the handful of straw is like a wolf seeing meat or a dog seeing ×.
"Is she still the same?" I waved away the scattered dust and asked the guard who stood respectfully aside.
"Yes, Mrs. Wen has been crazy since the first day she came here. She just holds the bundle of straw and calls her 'husband' every day."
I nodded slightly and signaled the guards to step back.
"Princess, Ye Rong is here to see you!" My smiling voice sounded particularly clear in the dungeon.
She didn't seem to hear my words and still stroked the ball of straw gently.
I smiled softly: "Princess, it's me, I'm Ye Rong, your husband has been admiring Ye Rong for many years!"
