The wind blew from the sky, and the sun sank into the clouds.

At the end of the day, the sunset was stained with blood, as if the heaven and the earth were sad, the sky gradually became gloomy, and it didn't take long for the rain to fall, and the whole Yingyin was shrouded in a misty rain.

Cheng Daxin's head hung wet at the head of the city, and the blood washed down the rain, turning into a river, but it couldn't stop the Chu people who were in a hurry, stopped and looked back.

Before he died, he was so miserable.

After he died, he didn't know if anyone wept for him.

"Your Highness, if you don't wake up again...... No, it's not just those of us who are serving, the loyal ministers and good generals who follow you, but also the eighth foundation of the entire Great Chu!"

"Even if you are really dead, how can you go down to the earth to meet the king?......

These words, sentence by sentence, into the ears, I don't know if the woman who hasn't woken up for a few days, whether she heard a word or not, the person who used to turn over, today is lying in the tent without moving, not even breathing......

The mountain is strong because of the ridge, and the house is solid because of the beam.

The country loses its loyalty, like a building loses its backbone!

There was a silence in the hall, and the cold air was squeezed into substance, like an invisible boulder pressing on the eaves of this square roof, pressing on everyone's heart, constantly pressing down and lowering, and no one could resist.

Someone silently wiped away tears in the night.

Perhaps, Cheng Daxin has not left an earth-shattering feat in this life, nor has he left an unforgettable text, if no one is justified in this life, it will leave an eternal stain in that short life, which cannot be erased, let alone recorded in history, and will be praised and paid tribute to future generations.

She closed her eyes and lay quietly between the curtains.

Always, quietly, silently, without a trace of reaction...... One lie is ten days and half a month......

The new and old injuries on the body are getting heavier and heavier, even to the point of being extremely dangerous, the neck and abdomen are inflamed one after another, the high fever does not go away, and the medicine stone witch is useless, which scares the people who serve it very much.

All the doctors and female doctors gathered in Chuhe Palace, and batches of witches and priests were sent into the temple to cast spells, praying day and night to God and blessings, but she just didn't wake up, as if she was dead.

"When will she wake up?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan sat in front of the couch, staring intently, looking down at the flushed woman on the couch and the high fever did not subside, motionless...... At this time, it really became a phoenix with broken wings, unable to fly, and lying quietly by his side......

Bow your eyebrows to him,

but on the verge of death......

The most powerful heart in the world, as if vulnerable, has been reduced to a pile of dead ashes.

As long as a gust of wind comes, it can gently blow her away......

Vanish......

The palace maid standing in the corner of the temple, the temple people, the imperial doctor, and the witch wish...... All buried deep in the ground, the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound, Imperial Doctor Zheng wanted to say that he would wait a few more days to see if there was any miracle......

But the other old man disdainfully cut off his words: "Miracle? The people outside call her "the phoenix of Da Chu", do you really think she can withstand the flames?"

"She's a human, not a real phoenix......"

"If you are human, you will be tired, you will be hurt, you will be in pain...... It's just a **mortal fetus. ”

"The ghost uncle is here, he wants to pick her up, can you stop it?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan suddenly looked back at the old doctor.

At this moment, the old doctor seemed to be being targeted by the ghost of death and was about to be dragged into hell.

He swallowed his saliva, and old tears came out with a "swish": "Do you think I don't want to save her?

The old man wiped his red and swollen eyes.

Tears flowed down one by one......

Then she sat down on her couch and cried bitterly: "The lives of her and the child in her womb were taken back from the hands of the ghost uncle by me......, a bad old man!

"But you all take a good look at her!"

"What kind of torture has this great war and civil strife made her, such a noble, beautiful, and strong noblewoman? My father was newly mourned, the country was in trouble, and as soon as she gave birth, she put on her armor and went into battle to confront the jackal, tiger and leopard-like Yue Jiao for a month!"

"Which of you saw it with your own eyes that month, and she slept with her eyes closed every night, and I had not seen her for so long that she had said she would hold out until her husband ......returned."

Looking up at Ruo Ao Ziyan, he said: "But she is looking forward to the stars, the moon and the river, and her husband has not rushed back, only the enemies and plagues all over the mountains and fields have arrived...... Which of you knows how to face the monstrous pressure, the enemies of the tigers and wolves, the landslides of the homeland, and the dire situation......

"She's scared......"

"Which of you saw it?"

"She is a woman, at the age of begonia flowers, she should be held in the palm of her husband's hand, treated gently, and cared for carefully...... But what about her, she is fighting with the rebels and thieves, guarding the home and country that men should protect......"

"I'm finally back......"

"In the middle of the country, what is the one thing that is smooth? peace of mind?......

The old doctor gritted his teeth and said, "If I were her, my old man would have died on the battlefield ten thousand times, and that damn mane fist would still curse her!"

"It's really wolf-hearted!"

"It's not a pity to die!"

Every time the old man said a word, those imperial doctors, witch blessings, and high priests nodded, and some even thought of her and the situation of everyone at this time, and couldn't help but cry......

Only Imperial Doctor Zheng was so frightened that he was sweating straight back.

You bad old man is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, who is it?

"Now, the wound on her abdomen is torn, she has a sword wound on her neck, she can't drink medicine, she has a high fever and inflammation, the medicine stone is useless, and her body and mind are already exhausted and overburdened......

"I'm so tired that I don't want to wake up......"

"She told me that she wanted to rest, that she wanted to get a good night's sleep...... No matter how much we scream, she won't wake up, tell us not to waste our efforts......"

"Because she said she was tired......"

When the old doctor said this, his tears were collected, his neck was stalked, and if you want to kill, he will kill him, and he can't do anything anyway.

"So even if you kill me, it's useless!"

"Or you will do it yourself!"

“……”

"She. ”

"Tired?"

"Can't drink the medicine?"

Ruo Ziyan read it in her mouth, and her rough thumb subconsciously ripped away her black hair, revealing a pair of black inks that she couldn't open...... After a long time, he turned back to them with a cold gaze: "Then open her mouth for me and pour it in! ”

Everyone shouted their sorrow.

There is only one big palace maid who takes the initiative to ask for help, and it is Simo.

"Yes, my lord!"

Then Ruo Ziyan handed over the matter to her, and the black cloud left with a mask, and Si Mo immediately summoned a group of newly transferred palace maids and old grandmothers: "Help me up the queen!"

"Pinch her mouth open!"

"Pour the decoction into it!"

The grandmothers set her up left and right, pinched her mouth open, the palace maids carried the decoction, held a spoon, a cloth towel to wipe her mouth, and the female doctor was ordered to scoop the decoction forward.

Seeing this, the old doctor trembled: "You traitors, she is so good to you in vain!"

"But do this to her!"

"Where are you feeding the medicine?"

"It's torture at all! And murder in disguise!"

"You are murdering the Great Chu Xinjun......

As the real legitimate heir of the Chu State, the dignified Queen of Chu, not to mention being reduced to a prisoner, now she doesn't even have the last bit of dignity left, and she has no right to say "no" to you palace maids, temple people, and grandmothers.

All freedom has been taken away!

And she can't die easily!

"Except for the shrine maidens who pray for blessings!"

Si Mo ordered: "The idle miscellaneous people are all blasted out!"

The old doctor, Imperial Doctor Zheng, all the imperial doctors were thrown out by the guards.

"Hurry up, I want to feed the medicine!"

Si Mo said expressionlessly.

The two old grandmothers were accustomed to rough work, and their hands were extremely strong, no weaker than the soldiers with swords, and they could even move the corpses of the guards weighing one or two hundred catties in the palace.

The queen's body was pinched like a rabbit under their hands, and they pinched her veins, her head was pulled up with her hair, and her clenched teeth were forcibly broken open by their hands, and the bitter decoction was poured into her mouth with a funnel, and she choked uncomfortably.

"Uh......h Woohoo......"

She doesn't drink......

But she was forced to raise her head and drink the sick, uncomfortable, and painful decoction......

Like a puppet.

The dirty clothes that were spilled because of drinking medicine were removed by several palace maids, and her clothes were thrown to the ground.

Her bare skin was exposed to their eyes, and her half-open eyes made it possible to see the mockery on their faces......

What kind of queen is she?

If a person has no status and power, even the lowest slave can trample on it at will, she has understood this truth since she was a child.

The body exposed to the cold wind shivered.

The already torn wound is even more red, swollen and inflamed.

You don't even have to suspect that they did it on purpose.

deliberately made her condition worse, and it was best to die with a whimper, and weighed Ruo Ao Ziyan's heart in disguise, so that he could rightfully accept the Zen position after her death.

Si Mo said: "Put on new wound medicine, gauze, and gorgeous clothes for the queen!"

Several little palace maids put on new medicine for her wounds, wrapped new gauze, and put on new clothes...... Mi Huang, who was tortured like this, was forced to wake up quietly, opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Si Moyi, who was newly promoted to the palace maid, grabbing her hair angrily, and commenting: "This hair looks like a poke of dog hair, ugly, cut!"

She's like a puppet, being pulled around.

The wounds on her body were so painful that she couldn't move, and they pressed her to the dresser.

The woman in the mirror is really ugly and dirty.

"Ahh

Her hair was like a dog gnawing on her hair that hadn't been brushed for a long time.

Some people held the hair hair, dipped in hair oil and clean water, and pulled until they broke a few tooth combs before they were re-straightened, and then someone took scissors and trimmed them "click", and finally cleaned up a little look, at least they could see people, and then they picked up the dagger of eyebrow trimming and moved it to her heroic and upright eyebrow peak, shaved off all the original eyebrows, and repainted a pair of eyebrow shapes that are popular among women nowadays with black dai.

Two faint strokes, like ink on the distant mountains.

Gentle and quiet.

After finishing the work, the palace maid picked up the cotton thread to save her face.

The rude grandmothers pressed her hands, feet, and skull, like a heavy shackle of one or two hundred catties locking her weak body, and the palace maids carefully wringed every trace of hair from her body until there were weak pores left.

That kind of pain.

reminded Mi Huang of how Ruo Ao Ziyan used to worship every inch of her skin with his fiery lips and tongue day and night, and now he used this stranded thread inch by inch to twist every inch of her skin, and finally achieved the two heavens of ice and fire.

While she was struggling, Mama's rough and rude dirty hands directly wrangled her skin, flushed and bleeding, but she ordered the female doctor to step forward to stop the bleeding and continue.

This kind of pain is no less than Ling Chi's punishment, which is cut by a thousand cuts.

Like a caged beast, she let out a roar of pain.

"Stop! I want you to stop......"

Tears welled up in his eyes.

The sun shines on the wet eyelashes, glittering, this is a king's tears, and they should be extremely precious.

But only the little palace maid quickly stepped forward to wipe it off for her, and the machine persuaded her: "Queen, if you don't cooperate, we will all be given death!"

Then let's all die, she thought!

These betrayed guys!

Huang Huang opened his eyes violently.

Her gaze is like a murderous sword, a red-hot cannon, little by little, through every face of betrayal, branded with the seal of betrayal.

Among them, there were the palace maids and temple people she had rewarded, and there were also the grandmothers and guards who knelt down in humiliation and begged for shelter that night...... But now one by one they have caused her to suffer even greater humiliation: "I know why your hair grows so well on your head, and can your head rest properly on your neck?"

She scolded angrily: "It's because Lone was pulled by his hair like this, with his sword on his neck, and he gave up the dignity of a king in exchange!"

"Queen's ......"

Someone quickly withdrew his hand, knelt down and kowtowed to plead guilty: "We don't want to, we also want to live......"

To stay alive.

Can you betray the oath you made in front of her?

"But now you guys are also pulling Lone's hair, pinching Lone's neck, and trampling on Lone's dignity, like a shoe!"

"So, all die!"

"Smack!"

Si Mo stepped forward quickly and immediately gave her a hard slap, which was extremely loud.

She stared at the other party with wide eyes, almost gritting her teeth to remember her ungrateful face: "Have you forgotten that you were alone in the capital crime of smashing things that day?"

"Huh?"

But she only sneered disdainfully, and the next few words made her completely shut her mouth: "In this palace, everyone has made as many oaths as the salt eaten, how do I know which one is said to whom?"

"Loyalty, gratitude, Dade, is it worth a penny?"

"To live is the king!"

“……”

Mi Huang quickly became dumbfounded.

Si Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at her with satisfaction and became a mute who shut up, and waved his hand in disgust: "Put makeup on her!"

He also ordered someone to put powder and makeup on her, and she made a pale patient look like a monkey's buttocks.

The name is beautiful, as a lady.

It is the way of a woman for her to present her lord like this.

After doing all this, she calmly looked at the big palace maid in front of her, and she asked in a low voice, "Then can I get up and move now?"

"No way!"

Si Mo waved his hand and ordered: "Come on, help the queen back to the couch, rest and recuperate!"

"In the evening, the Lord Guild returns. ”

This sentence once again restricted her movements, and she was laid back on the couch like those ladies waiting for Cheng Huan, covered with a silk quilt, and fell off the bed, not allowed to move, and the bronze furnace was raised in the hall, and the incense was burned, waiting for the blessing.

All kinds of emotions came to her heart, and in the end, she only squeezed out a smile.

What a big imperial pomp.

Obviously she is the real king!

From the morning glow to the remnant sun to the moonlight, wisps sprinkled all over the bed, changing different lights and shadows, she drank the medicine, she was confused, lost consciousness again, and woke up again I don't know when.

Duration.

She had no idea the time at all.

It seems that someone woke up, fed medicine, and fell asleep.

During this time, she had a long, long dream.

In her dream, she never saw how King Chu killed King Cheng's grandfather, nor did she see how Fist pulled her down to hell again and again, or even how Cheng Daxin fell to pieces from the top of the platform, but dreamed that she was back in Longtan, surrounded by algae floating around her......

But she couldn't see the dragon.

I can't see myself either.

No one ......

She.

I only saw a huge dragon body, slowly growing out of five dragon claws, distancing on the stone mountain, sharp as gold, can split the mountain and crack the stone, a long tail, covered with golden scales, shining, thick as armor, in the dark tide, gently swinging can set off a shocking tide, slapping the entire rock wall around the dragon pool, making a sound of collapse through the stormy waves.

"Whew!"

A dragon groan, piercing her eardrums, but she closed her eyes comfortably, and there was no more fear in her heart.

Or even a pleasant treat.

"Whew!"

……