Li Fugui heard the voice of the ghost king Xin Yinsi, paused for a while, and then quickly walked towards Qingge.
Everything was too weird. All he could do was to protect her as much as he could.
Qingge walked forward as if he was still moving, with his back straightened, his hands slightly clenched. The red fur on his shoulders covered half of her face, and behind the wine table, groups of heads were knocking against the ground.
She stepped up the blue jade steps, and when she turned around, the robe swayed in a breeze, and it opened with a sharp curve. The robe was raised, revealing the girl's plump forehead, picturesque eyebrows, and red lips with pills...
Qingge sat on the golden dragon chaise, with her white and tender hands placing the dragon head. Canglong's eyes were ferocious, and his open bloody mouth was filled with dragon balls.
When Xin Yinsi walked in, he said to a eunuch general manager next to him: "Three days later, prepare for the queen's throne ceremony."
"Why is it me?" Qingge looked at Xin Yinsi coldly.
Xin Yinsi smiled and said, "My father fell in love with Mrs. Yan at first sight during his lifetime. The night before he died of a stroke, he summoned me to the palace overnight, leaving a will to search for the throne in the west, which was passed on to Mrs. Yan's bloodline. Mrs. Yan's life and death are unknown, and the only bloodline is you."
"What if I refuse?"
"You have no choice."
"Weixiu's territory is vast and there are countless talented people. There are twenty-three princes left by the previous emperor, and the Ghost King. Can't none of them be able to ascend the throne to the emperor?" Qingge leaned bent, desolate and lazy.
"Father, I only want you." Xin Yinsi said.
At this time, it rained heavily outside the hall, crushing all the flowers in the imperial garden, and the crazy rain slapped violently at the lonely city of the tomb.
A thunder exploded.
Qingge lowered his eyes and wanted to have an attack, but when he thought of Ye Qingtian, he held back.
Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Qingge, and the sharp blade stabbed Qingge's eyebrows. Qingge's legs crossed and changed positions, moved quickly, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's neck. It was a woman, somewhat similar to Xin Wanjun.
The wife of the Northern Tomb King! The Princess of the Northern Tomb.
The princess of the North Tomb could not be assassinated. The dagger in her hand fell to the ground. Qingge put his lips and smiled, and her phoenix eyes raised, "Ghost King, do you say, I am the king of Xixun?"
"That's it." Xin Yinsi's eyes dimmed.
Qingge sneered, suddenly stood up, and the haze filled her whole face. She threw the princess of the North Tomb in her hand to the ground and said angrily: "Come on, I'll punish you, three hundred sticks!"
Several guards held the Princess of the North Tomb. The Princess of the North Tomb had bloodshot eyes, struggled with their limbs, and waved to Qingge like claws, "Bitch, I want to kill you, kill you! Ye Qingge, I want to dig out your heart and see if it is black, you vicious evil woman!"
Qingge's words made the guards stunned. They looked at Xin Yinsi, as if they were asking for his opinion.
Xin Yinsi smiled slightly, "Take punishment with me."
The Princess of the North Tomb stared at Xin Yinsi in disbelief, "You are a traitor, and the country of Xixun will be destroyed sooner or later!!!"
When the guard heard this, he took her away.
"Slow down." The girl on the dragon throne said coldly.
The guard stopped.
Qingge stroked the fur on his shoulders of the fox, glanced at the Princess of the North Tomb, and chuckled cruelly: "Execute in front of me!"
The people kneeling at the two rows of wine tables quietly raised their heads, looked at her secretly, and then lowered their heads in horror.
Xin Yinsi's face froze.
If you are executed outside the hall, you can release the princess of the Northern Tomb on a way out, if you are in Qianlong Hall...
If three hundred sticks are beaten, even if it is Xin Yinsi, it will be half-destroyed.
Not to mention a woman who is powerless to tie a chicken, immortality is a miracle.
but--
"Don't understand the queen's words? Execute!" Xin Yinsi passed by, as if he didn't want to see the princess of the Northern Tomb.
He is a young prince, and his mother has a bad background. She spent seven years in the Northern Tomb Prince's Mansion. The Northern Tomb couple treated him like their biological son...
The princess of the North Tomb trembled, her almond eyes widened, and pearl hairpins fell from her meticulous bun. She rushed towards Xin Yinsi in a crazy way, but unfortunately her arm was imprisoned by the guards.
"Xin Yinsi, you are a wolf-hearted person, ha... Seven years? The prince and I thought we were feeding the dogs."
Xin Yinsi closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to hear those unbearable words.
After a while, a guard came over with torture instruments, a long bench. They forced the princess of the Northern Tomb to lie on it. The four of them shackled her limbs. Two guards were holding sticks and hit her back.
The Princess of the North Tomb glared at Qingge: "My surname is Ye, bitch, biaozi, I curse you for not dying well. You will be tortured for life and will be sent to the eighteen levels of hell. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."
"Then you go and be a ghost." The dull and cold voice, accompanied by a thunderous sound, scared everyone.
Qingge was lying on the dragon chaise long and evil, playing with the dagger falling from the Princess of the Northern Tomb, which turned out a fast circle in his palm.
The gloomy feeling spreads heavily to the Qianlong Palace.
Qingge threw out the dagger in his hand, cut off the black hair of the Princess of the North Tomb, and inserted it directly on the ground under the bench.
The two guards held wooden sticks and stopped the punishment. They looked at the girl on the dragon throne in horror and walked here.
Qingge walked to the guard and glanced at the back of the Princess Bei Tomb. At this point, he had been hit with more than thirty sticks, but there was no blood on the Princess Bei Tomb's back and he didn't even get rid of his clothes.
It can be seen that the guards released the water.
Qingge looked at Xin Yinsi coldly with his eyes closed. Since he wanted her to sit on this dragon throne, don’t blame her for ruining Xixun.
What does the people in the world have to do with her?
She only knew that she had been loaded in a prison car and sent to the guillotine on the outskirts of Yong'an. The people along the way said she was a monster and said she deserved the crime.
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 say that she was a baby.
Since she is a bad woman, she has to do something about being a bad woman.
So what if the conspiracy is deeper, she can cut it open with one knife.
"Didn't you eat?" Qinggesen asked coldly.
The guard trembled, frightened, and his hands holding the stick were shaking.
"If she breathes a sigh of relief after three hundred sticks, you two will hang them, cut them into pieces, feed them into pieces, just so my little wolf should be hungry."
When Qingge spoke, the killing blood wolf came out of the realm of nothingness. The moment it appeared, the breath of killing swept across the Qianlong Palace. Lightning flashed, illuminating its scarlet red eyes, and the hearts of everyone in the hall were filled with panic.
The Killing Blood Wolf seemed to look at the food on the plate, and his eyes swept through the two guards.
"Do you understand?" Qingge smiled unrestrainedly, and his fingers passed through the chin of a beautiful guard.
The survival awareness made the two guards clench the sticks in their hands and fiercely hit the back of the princess of the North Tomb. Every time they tried, they used all their strength. After dozens of sticks, even sweat splashed out.
Chapter completed!