Li Fugui heard the voice of the ghost king Xin Yinsi, paused for a while, and walked quickly towards Qingge. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Everything is too weird, all he can do is to protect her as much as he can.

Qingge walked forward without moving, her back was straight, her hands were slightly clenched, the fox's fiery red fur on her shoulders covered half of her face, and behind the wine table on both sides, a group of heads slammed to the ground.

She stepped up the blue jade steps, and the moment she turned around, the robe swung in a sharp arc, and the hem of the robe rose downward, revealing the girl's full forehead, picturesque eyebrows, and red lips......

Qingge sat on the golden dragon chair, his white and tender hands placed on the handle of the dragon's head, Canglong's eyes were vicious, and his open blood basin mouth contained dragon balls.

When Xin Yinsi walked in, he said to a chief eunuch next to him: "Three days later, prepare well for the empress's enthronement ceremony." ”

"Why me." Qingge looked at Xin Yinsi coldly.

Xin Yinsi said with a smile: "My father fell in love with Mrs. Yan at first sight before his death, and the night before he died of a stroke, he summoned the king into the palace overnight, leaving an edict to seek the throne in the west, and passed on to Mrs. Yan's bloodline, and Mrs. Yan's life and death are unknown, and the only bloodline is you." ”

"What if I refuse?"

"You don't have a choice."

"The territory of Xixun is vast, there are countless talented people, the princes left by the first emperor, plus the ghost king, you have twenty-three, is there no one who can ascend the throne as the emperor?" The light song reclined, desolate and lazy.

"Father, the emperor only needs you." Xin Yin Si Dao.

At this time, it rained heavily outside the palace, crushing all the flowers in the imperial garden, and the crazy rain violently slapped the tomb lonely city.

A thunderclap sounded.

Qingge lowered his eyes, wanting to have a seizure, but when he thought of the night blue sky, he held back.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Qingge, the blade stabbed at Qingge's eyebrows, Qingge's legs overlapped and changed positions, moved quickly, and suddenly reached out with his hand and clasped the person's neck, it was a woman, a little similar to Xin Wanjun.

The wife of the King of the Northern Tomb! Princess of the North Tomb.

The princess of the North Tomb failed to assassinate, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, she smiled lightly, and her phoenix eyes provoked, "Ghost King, you say, I am the king of Xixun?" ”

"Exactly." Xin Yinsi's eyes dimmed.

Qingge sneered, stood up suddenly, the haze crawled all over her face, she slammed the princess of the North Tomb in her hand to the ground, and said angrily: "Come on, be punished, three hundred sticks!" ”

Several guards held up the princess of the North Tomb, whose eyes were bloodshot, struggling with her limbs, and waving her hands like claws, "Slut, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Night Light Song, I want to dig out your heart and see if it's dark, you vicious wicked woman! ”

Qingge's words made the guards stunned for a moment, and they looked at Xin Yinsi, as if asking for his opinion.

Xin Yinsi smiled lightly, "Take it to punishment." ”

The princess of the North Tomb glared at Xin Yinsi in disbelief, "You eat things inside and out, the country of Xixun will be ruined sooner or later, ruined!" ”

When the guards heard this, they took her away.

"Wait." The girl on the dragon chair said coldly.

The guards stopped.

Qingge stroked the fluff of the fox on his shoulder, glanced at the princess of the Northern Tomb, and said with a cruel smile: "In front of me, execution!" ”

The people kneeling in front of the two wine tables quietly raised their heads, peeked at her, and then lowered their heads in shock.

Xin Yinsi's face froze.

If the execution is carried out outside the palace, the princess of the North Tomb can be released, if it is in the Qianlong Palace......

Three hundred sticks were beaten down, and Rao was his Xin Yinsi, and he was also half disabled.

Mo said that she was a powerless woman, and it was a miracle that she didn't die.

But-

"Didn't understand the Empress? Execute! Xin Yinsi looked away, as if he didn't want to look at the princess of the Northern Tomb.

He is a small prince, his mother is not from a good background, and he used to stay in the North Tomb Mansion for seven years, and the North Tomb couple treated him like their own son......

The princess of the Northern Tomb trembled, her apricot eyes widened, and the beads fell all over the ground on her meticulous bun, and she threw herself madly towards Xin Yinsi, but unfortunately her arms were imprisoned by the guards.

"Xin Yinsi, you wolf-hearted thing, ha...... Seven years? The prince and I should have fed the dogs. ”

Xin Yinji closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to listen to the unbearable words.

After a while, guards came with torture instruments, a long bench, and they forced the princess of the North Tomb to lie on it, and four of them restrained her limbs, and two guards with sticks and struck her on the back.

The princess of the North Tomb glared at Qingge: "The surname is Ye, slut, "Biaozi", I curse you not to die well, you will be tortured by people all your life, and you will go to eighteen layers of hell, even if you are a ghost, I will not let you go." ”

"Then you're going to be a ghost." The hoarse and cold voice, accompanied by a thunderclap, startled everyone.

Qingge lay on the dragon chair with the evil spirit, playing with the dagger dropped by the princess of the Northern Tomb, and the dagger spun out in a fast circle in the palm of her hand.

The gloomy feeling is densely covered in the Hidden Dragon Palace.

Qingge threw out the dagger in his hand, cut off the green silk of the princess of the Northern Tomb, and plunged it straight into the ground under the bench.

The two guards took the wooden sticks, stopped the punishment, looked at the girl on the dragon chair in horror, and walked here.

Qingge walked to the guards, and his eyes swept lightly at the back of the princess of the Northern Tomb, so far, he has beaten more than thirty sticks, but the princess of the Northern Tomb has no blood on her back, and even her clothes are not broken.

It can be seen that the guards released the water.

Qingge Yuguang looked coldly at Xin Yinsi who closed his eyes, since he wanted her to sit on this dragon seat, don't blame her for sending Xixun away.

What does the world have to do with her?

All she knew was that she had been put in a prison cart and taken to a guillotine on the outskirts of Yong'an, and the people along the way called her a monster and deserved it.

Outside Aoshi Town, she was determined to save the people in the town, but they locked her out of the city gates, and even if she and her Ji Yue saved them, they would only say that she was "Biaozi".

Since she is a wicked woman, then she has to do what she does to be a wicked woman.

No matter how deep the intrigue is, she can cut it with one sword.

"Haven't you eaten?" Qing Gesen asked coldly.

The guards trembled and were frightened, and their hands holding clubs were shaking.

"Three hundred sticks down, if she still has a breath, you two, hanging, a thousand cuts, meat slices to feed the wolf, just right, my little wolf should also be hungry."

When Qingge spoke, the killing blood wolf came out of the realm of nothingness, and the moment it appeared, the breath of killing swept through the Hidden Dragon Palace, and the lightning flashed, shining on the scarlet pupils like a bronze tomb, and the hearts of everyone in the hall were filled with fear.

The Killing Blood Wolf seemed to be looking at the food on the plate, and his eyes swept over the two guards.

"Got it?" Qingge laughed insolently, her fingers running across the chin of a delicate guard.

The sense of survival made the two guards clench the sticks in their hands, and fiercely hit the back of the princess of the North Tomb, each time, they used enough strength, and after dozens of sticks, even sweat splashed out.

The sharp screams of the princess of the North Tomb were like a big eagle parting the rain at night, and every sound made people's hearts beat.

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