Emperor Cangyun couldn't help but sigh with emotion at this vastly different identity change, and his mood was particularly complicated.
His eyes slowly swept across the secret room, and finally settled on the painting on the wall.
Ink painting and meticulous painting, peach blossoms are burning.
The men and women in the painting embrace each other intimately, with their flying clothes stained with pink peach petals.
Lowering his eyes, then raising his head, the eyes facing each other seemed to be filled with endless affection that could not tolerate anything.
Emperor Cangyun stood in front of this painting and looked at it for a long time.
Until Jun Wuchen stepped forward and said, "Father."
"Girl Yun is gone?" Emperor Cangyun didn't even look back, his voice was gentle.
"Yeah."
"She has suffered a lot by following you. Please take care of her more..."
Emperor Cangyun paused and sighed: "Don't be like my father."
Jun Wuchen remained silent.
Emperor Cangyun also fell silent, looked at the painting on the wall, and asked after a long time: "Wuchen, do you think this painting... is good-looking?"
Jun Wuchen glanced at the painting on the wall and said calmly: "If the father thinks it looks good, then it looks good. I won't judge it."
Emperor Cangyun smiled bitterly.
It is indeed inappropriate for Jun Wuchen to evaluate the paintings drawn by Ji Xiuling herself.
After all, Jun Wuchen is the son of the late empress.
Even if Ji Xiuling didn't do it herself, the cause of the late empress's death must have something to do with her.
Time flies by.
I didn't work hard enough to get to the bottom of it, but now I want to regret it, but it's already too late.
"It's been more than twenty years..."
Emperor Cangyun sighed quietly and waved his hand tiredly, "Go."
Jun Wuchen's eyes signaled that the Hidden Dragon Guard and the Huwei Army headed by Long Yi immediately rushed into the secret room, opened the mechanism and went deep into the dungeon, rescued the imprisoned warriors one by one, and carried them to the main hall outside.
For a while, there were constant sounds of wailing and pain.
Emperor Cangyun did not leave either. The situation in Fengqi Palace was too complicated and he had to take charge personally.
After all the warriors were rescued, Emperor Cangyun personally went down to the secret prison and saw the densely packed small cells, as well as the blood pools, grooves and corpse dumping pits hidden deep in the secret prison.
The walls of the corpse pit have been dug up, and a terrible rotten smell rises into the sky.
The Huwei Army and the Yinlong Guard were tying ropes and tying baskets beside the pit, and a dozen soldiers with their faces covered with wet wipes carefully descended into the corpse pit.
Soon, basket after basket of corpses and remains were brought up and placed neatly in the secret room.
The rancid smell has made people unable to open their eyes.
Emperor Cangyun's face was horribly cold and livid. His hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"So many! There are so many..."
Emperor Cangyun's expression was tense, every word seemed to be quenched with blood, and he gritted his teeth every word: "So many corpses are all the people of my Cangyun Kingdom! These are all the blood debt caused by Ji Xiuling!!"<
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Jun Wuchen said: "This is only a part of it. There are more bones buried deep below. If Fengqi Palace is not completely destroyed, I am afraid it will not be completely dug out."
How many people can be killed and how many bones can be buried in more than ten years?
I’ve lost count.
Emperor Cangyun suddenly closed his eyes and said sadly: "It's my fault!"
Jun Wuchen pondered for a while and said: "Everything Ji Xiuling does has her own purpose and has nothing to do with her father."
"No, it's my fault! If I hadn't been obsessed with this kind of snake and scorpion woman and brought her into the palace, tolerated her a lot and lacked discipline, how could she have caused such a blood debt?"
