When Li Fugui heard the voice of Ghost King Xin Yinsi, he paused for a while and then walked quickly towards Qingge.
Everything was too weird, and all he could do was do his best to protect her.
Qingge walked forward motionless, with her back straight and her hands slightly clenched. The fox's fiery red fur on her shoulders covered half of her face. Behind the wine tables on both sides, groups of heads were knocking on the ground.
She stepped up the blue jade steps, and when she turned around, her robe flapped in the wind, making a sharp arc. The hem of her robe fell down, revealing the girl's plump forehead, picturesque brows, and red lips...
Qingge is sitting on the golden dragon chair, with her white and tender hands on the handle of the faucet. The dragon's eyes are fierce, and the dragon ball is in its open mouth.
When Xin Yinsi walked in, he said to a chief eunuch beside him: "Get ready for the Queen's enthronement ceremony in three days."
"Why me." Qing Ge looked at Xin Yinsi coldly.
Xin Yinsi smiled and said: "My father fell in love with Madam Yan at first sight during his lifetime. The night before he died of a stroke, he summoned me to the palace overnight and left a legacy to search for the throne in the west and pass it on to Madam Yan's bloodline. However, Madam Yan's life and death are unknown, so the only
The bloodline is yours."
"What if I refuse?"
"You have no choice."
"The territory of Xixun is vast, and there are countless talented people. There are twenty-three princes left by the late emperor, including the ghost king. Is it possible that none of them can ascend the throne and become emperor?" Qingge leans back, desolate and lazy.
"Father only wants you." Xin Yinsi said.
At this time, a heavy rain fell outside the palace, crushing all the flowers in the imperial garden. The crazy rain violently beat the tomb city.
A thunder exploded.
Qing Ge lowered her eyes and wanted to have an attack, but thought of Ye Qingtian and held back.
Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Qingge, stabbing the center of Qingge's eyebrows with a sharp blade. Qingge crossed her legs and changed positions, moved quickly, and suddenly stretched out her hand and clasped the person's neck. It was a woman, with
Xin Wanjun looks a bit like her.
The official wife of the King of the North Tomb! The Princess of the North Tomb.
Princess Bei Tomb failed to assassinate her, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground. She smiled with her lips curled up in Qingge, her phoenix eyes raised, "Ghost King, you said, I am the king of Xixun?"
"Exactly." Xin Yinsi's eyes dimmed.
Qingge sneered and stood up suddenly, with a haze covering her entire face. She slammed the Princess of the North Tomb in her hand to the ground and said angrily: "Come here, I'll be punished with three hundred sticks!"
Several guards held up Princess Bei Tomb. Princess Bei Tomb's eyes were bloodshot, she struggled with her limbs, and waved her hands towards Qing Ge like claws, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you, kill you! Ye Qingge, I
I want to dig out your heart to see if it’s black, you vicious evil woman!”
Qingge's words made the guards stunned for a moment. They looked at Xin Yinsi, as if asking for his opinion.
Xin Yinsi smiled slightly and said, "Take him away for punishment."
Princess Bei Tomb stared at Xin Yinsi in disbelief, "You are a rip-off, Xi Xun's empire will be ruined sooner or later, ruined!!!"
The guards heard this and took her away.
"Wait a minute." The girl on the dragon chair said coldly.
The guard stopped.
Qing Ge stroked the fox's fur on her shoulder, glanced at Princess Bei Tomb, and said with a cruel smile: "Execution in front of me!"
The people kneeling in front of the two rows of wine tables quietly raised their heads, glanced at her, and then lowered their heads in shock.
Xin Yinsi's face froze.
If the execution is carried out outside the palace, it can save Princess Bei Tomb's life, but if it is carried out in Qianlong Palace...
If beaten with three hundred sticks, even Xin Yin Si would be half disabled.
Not to mention a woman who has no power to restrain a chicken, it is a miracle that she does not die.
but--
"Didn't you understand what the Queen said? Execution!" Xin Yinsi looked away, as if he didn't want to look at Princess Bei Tomb.
He is a relatively young prince, and his mother was from a bad background. He had stayed in the Bei Tomb Palace for seven years, and the Bei Tomb couple treated him like their own son...
Princess Bei Tomb trembled in shock, her apricot eyes widened, and pearl hairpins fell from her meticulous bun. She frantically rushed towards Xin Yin Division, but unfortunately her arms were restrained by the guards.
"Xin Yinsi, you are a wolf-hearted thing, huh... seven years? Your Highness and I thought you were feeding the dog."
Xin Yinsi closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to hear those disgusting words.
After a while, guards came over with instruments of torture, a long bench, and they forced Princess Bei Tomb to lie on it. Four people restrained her limbs, and two guards took sticks and hit her on the back.
Princess Bei Tomb glared at Qing Ge: "You surnamed Ye, bitch, bitch, I curse you to die a good death, to be tortured for the rest of your life, and to go to the eighteenth level of hell. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."
"Then you go and be a ghost." The hoarse and cold voice, accompanied by the sound of thunder, startled everyone.
Xie Mei Xie was lying on the dragon chair after singing a good song, playing with the dagger dropped by the Princess of the North Tomb, and the dagger spun rapidly in the palm of her hand.
A gloomy feeling filled the Qianlong Hall.
Qing Ge threw out the dagger in his hand, cut off Princess Bei Tomb's green hair, and stuck it straight into the ground under the bench.
The two guards held wooden sticks, stopped the punishment, and looked at the girl on the dragon chair in horror, walking towards here.
Qing Ge walked up to the guards and glanced at Princess Bei Tomb's back. Up to this point, she had beaten her with more than thirty sticks, but there was no blood on Princess Bei Tomb's back, and her clothes were not even torn.
It can be seen that the guard let it go.
Qingge looked coldly at Xin Yinsi with her eyes closed. Since he wanted her to sit on this dragon throne, don't blame her for ruining Xixun.
What does the world have to do with her?
She only knew that she was put in a prison car and sent to the guillotine on the outskirts of Yong'an City. The people along the way called her a monster and said she deserved what she deserved.
Outside Qingshi Town, she was determined to save the people in the town, but they locked her outside the city gate. Even if she and her Ji Yue saved them, they would only call her a bitch.
Since she is an evil woman, she must do the things of an evil woman.
No matter how deep the conspiracy is, she can cut it open with one strike.
"Didn't you eat?" Qing Gesen asked coldly.
The guard trembled, terrified, and the hand holding the stick was trembling.
"If she still breathes after three hundred sticks, you two will hang her, cut her into pieces with a thousand knives, and feed her meat to the wolf. Just in time, my little wolf should be hungry."
When Qing Ge spoke, the killing blood wolf came out of the realm of nothingness. The moment it appeared, the breath of killing swept through the Qianlong Palace. The lightning flashed and illuminated the scarlet pupils like tombstones. The hearts of everyone in the palace were filled with excitement.
Panic.
The Killing Blood Wolf seemed to be looking at the meal on the plate, and glanced at the two guards.
"Understood?" Qingge smiled wildly, and traced her finger across the chin of a handsome guard.
The consciousness of survival made the two guards tighten their grip on the sticks in their hands and hit the Princess of the North Tomb on the back fiercely. Each blow was done with enough force. After dozens of sticks, even the sweat splashed out.
The high-pitched screams of Princess Bei Tomb were like a big eagle breaking away from the rain at night. Every sound was frightening.