115: Bloodbath of the court
The blood flowed like a river, and the blood rushed to the night.
Outside the Zichen Palace, it turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the wind was miserable until the dawn of the next day.
At the dawn of the day, some of the remnants were bent over and gagged in a sea of blood, some were so frightened that their bodies were cold, and some were so frightened that they were not possessed by their bodies, and their palpitations still existed.
This bloody massacre took place in the court.
Since Emperor Yongyin ascended the throne, he has killed many people before, but only this time seems to be a pot, killing the most, killing the most ruthless, and the most cruel!
From beginning to end, Zhou Yanqing's eyes were flat and cold, as if he regarded human life like a mustard.
The emperor is ruthless, and she interprets it thoroughly.
The only change in her is her hoarse voice.
Facing the many corpses outside the Zichen Palace, although her voice was hoarse, her expression was cold and clear.
"I knew that there were many eyeliners up and down this palace, but I didn't expect that there would be so much. ”
She slowly got up.
"Yesterday, at the invitation of the county lord, I went out of the palace in Weifu, and it was the carriage of the Wenyuan Palace!"
However, as soon as the carriage entered the palace, it was assassinated by the Assassins. No one outside the palace could know the news beforehand, and even if someone wanted to report the news, it would definitely be too late. ”
"That arrow went straight to the gate of my face, if it wasn't for the county lord to block it, I'm afraid I would have died in that assassination. ”
"The assassin is from the palace, and someone wants my life!!"
The palace personnel were mixed, and the matter was intricately investigated, and the assassin last night immediately fled when he saw that the blow was missed, and there was no clue in her hand.
But, whether there are clues or not, it doesn't matter.
These people in the left and right palaces are disloyal to her, they are all minions of other forces, and they are all dangerous elements.
Tonight, a pot is served, and from then on, this deep palace can also settle down a little.
She looked sideways at Bai Ruohe, who was holding a long sword, the tip of the sword was bleeding, and there were several corpses at her feet.
Among the people who died at night, half of them were the pets of Emperor Yongyin's harem, followed by eunuchs, guards, and some who were not outstanding in appearance, but had ghosts in their hearts.
"There is Lao Baijiao, I will repair it in the palace today, and Wenzhou, you are responsible for arranging it. ”
After that, she turned around, one step at a time, the pace was not heavy, even as light as a feather, but every step seemed to step on the tip of a person's heart.
Bai Ruohe looked at this scene and saw the fool Liang Guijun following Emperor Yongyin step by step, grabbing Emperor Yongyin's hand, his mouth was full of pure and unadulterated concern.
He suddenly remembered that Kowloon had won the throne back then.
A battle abolished the crown prince, and the Nine Emperor Princes that night were like this.
The demeanor is strange, cold as frost, and the weak young man turns his back to the world, but he can make people feel the sadness and pain of his heart for no reason......
Zichen Palace.
"Ask ......"
Until the last moment, she shook her body and fell into Liang Wenxi's arms.
The fool Liang Wenxi hurriedly caught Xiangxiang and let out a crying expression.
Because Xiangxiang is trembling, Xiangxiang's body is so cold, her body temperature is so cold, Xiangxiang's lips are bloodless, and Xiangxiang's eyes seem to have been deprived of vitality and lifeless.
Especially the fragrant scent, like a gossamer.
"Xiangxiang!"
Liang Wenxi screamed in fear.
Zhou Yanqing sniffed and buried a little white face in Liang Wenxi's arms.
"I'm fine. ”
She whispered in a heavy nasal voice.
"Just let me get some sleep. Ask...... Will you stay with me?"
Liang Wenxi heard that she was tired and wanted to sleep, so he hurriedly picked her up, clumsy.
He carried Zhou Yanqing through the woodcarved screen of the cloudy mountains.