Chapter 132: The Death of a Hundred Spirits
The new emperor has only been on the throne for a month, and when he was the sixth prince before, he only married one side concubine, and now he accepts three concubines, which is naturally a day of great joy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The little soldiers were suddenly overjoyed, guarding a madwoman every day and doing nothing, and it was not a heroic deed of defending the family and the country, the night was boring, and if there was a good drink, it would be really good.
The wine sent by the deputy commander himself, the big guy didn't care about any discipline, lifted his arm and hat, let go of the drink, and after three rounds of wine, his face was full of red light, so he simply untied his sword and drank it refreshed.
The Commander looked up at the light in the room above the attic, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed over the icy gloom.
He glanced at the guards strewn across the ground, threw the flask and turned to leave.
As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, a group of people wrapped in darkness quickly touched in, separated three people and climbed up to the attic with vigor, and the other two rushed into the house on the first floor, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of fire oil.
Inside the house, a woman in a red dress sat in front of a bronze mirror, and the peony pattern and gold silk embroidered dress had been stained with a few black stains, and there were even a few traces of hanging on the cuffs.
She stared at the woman's face in the bronze mirror in a daze, and the criss-crossing terrifying tendons seeped out from under the transparent skin.
From her forehead to her cheeks, it was densely packed like a spider weaving a web on her face, and the three thickest green tendons on her cheeks had burst open, the skin and flesh were open, and the cracked wounds were still oozing black blood.
Her eyes can be described as extremely frightened, her hands covered both cheeks in disbelief, her long nails buckled into the flesh, and suddenly "tore" several new wounds on her face, and the flesh flew over.
Not surprisingly, it was still black and smelly, disgusting blood.
Her eyes were red, her bloodied hands trembled uncontrollably, her pupils dilated sharply from fear, and her bewitching red lips were bitten out of several deep bloody holes.
She got up suddenly, holding her head in her hands, her mouth kept opening wide, but she could only make a hoarse broken sound.
The tattered and drooping flesh on her face shook terribly with her movements, and her reason was finally completely subverted, she took the bronze mirror on the table and slammed it to the ground.
The air smelled of fire oil and pungent smoke, but she suddenly stopped howling and struggling, her legs went limp, and she fell to the floor, staring blankly at the roof.
The smoke grew thicker and thicker, carrying sparks reflected on her dark pupils, and she had tears in her eyes, and there was a deathly silence in her eyes.
There was a strange smile on his lips, and there was no struggle.
The flames of madness came to me in an instant, and everything turned to ashes.
The drunken soldiers who were awakened by the fire woke up one after another, the flames in their eyes jumping, and this sudden fire instantly turned the attic into a sea of fire in an unstoppable attitude.
Most of the alcohol was gone, and the horror on the faces of several people gradually emerged, and they glanced at each other, but no one moved, and there was only a dead end for such a fire to enter.
It's just that I don't know what kind of punishment awaits them, and whether it is enough to match them with their lives.
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The cold night is silent, and the Zhaowang Mansion at night is exceptionally silent.
The red-clothed black-haired man's clothes flew over, and it only took a few clicks to land in the study where Lian Mo was.
Xiao Ran sat down, his red robe trembled slightly, Ling Yu looked at the man opposite who frowned slightly with an unhappy face, he was still rubbing the turquoise porcelain bottle in his hand, and when he saw Ling Yu coming in, he carefully put it in his arms.
"I said, if you have to make an appointment in your cold study, it is a paradise compared to the stacks of green buildings here.
It's good, I'm here, but you don't say a word about your thoughts, what kind of thing is this? ”
The man still wrinkled his eyebrows, and a trace of sadness flashed on his white jade-like face.
When Ling Yu saw it, he rolled his eyes depressedly, stood up and grabbed him, "Let's go, follow me to Diecui Building, I really can't see you like this." ”
Only then did Lian Mo come back to his senses, and lightly brushed his hand away, "I don't want to go." ”
"I said Shiziye, should you accompany me? Let's drink and watch the girl dance. ”
He shook his head decisively, "If she knows, I'm afraid she will misunderstand." ”
Ling Yu glared, looking like he hated iron but not steel, "Look at your little bit of interest." ”
He took a sip and sat down again. "As you guessed before, the village under the cliff is indeed the remnants of the Poison Palace, a total of five hundred and eighteen people, including five infants, all executed, and not a single one is left alive."
"Hmm."
"I will report to the emperor tomorrow."
"In the future, the things ordered by the emperor will be reported directly to the emperor."
He sat up slightly, "What does Ziqian mean?" ”
He raised his eyes to look at him, "Since you chose him in the first place, naturally you shouldn't create obstacles for him, otherwise, what is the difference between him and Lian Che at the beginning." ”
"Has Ziqian made any decisions?"
He smiled slightly, the curvature of the corners of his mouth mysterious, "But...... Wait for her to come back. ”
left silently, without even leaving him half a word, if he hadn't gone to Shen Mansion to see Shen Xiang the next day, he didn't know when she left.
Is there anything that has to be done in such a hurry? I didn't even have time to say hello to him.
Ling Yu saw that he was about to get distracted again, and hurriedly said, "By the way, when I came over just now, I vaguely saw that the princess's mansion on South Street seemed to be on fire. ”
"Hmm." Still in an indifferent and senseless tone, Lian Mo took a leisurely sip of fragrant tea, "Expected." ”
Now that the Nine Poisons Palace has been destroyed, there is no benefit in keeping her except for risking being exposed to the royal scandal, and now he only disposes of her, which is considered extraordinarily gracious.
Ling Yu leaned his head back on the chair and rubbed his swollen head.
"I heard that the three princes encountered a mudslide on the way to Yuzhou to take office, and the whole team was buried in it, and the governor of Yuzhou was frightened and hurriedly sent someone to look for it, but unfortunately there is still no news.
It is said that the emperor is really hidden today, and he directly saved the nest of the Nine Poisons Palace with one hand, and easily made the lord of Bailing disappear forever with the other hand, and even the three princes were solved quietly, and it was not the summer flood season, and this mudslide was inevitably a little strange. ”
Lian Mo glanced at him, "I said a long time ago that the emperor naturally has his superiority, when he is decisive, he is broken, and he is both rigid and soft, and even the emperor has lost his eyes."
However, this time the incident in Yuzhou was not done by him. ”
Ling Yu's eyes widened, and then he seemed to understand something, "Could it be that you say...... Is it Ziqian? ”
Lian Mo squinted, "He moved someone who shouldn't have moved, such an ending should have been thought of a long time ago." ”
When Ling Yu heard this, he felt that a gust of wind suddenly rushed into his back, and he patted his heart and secretly rejoiced, fortunately he and the person in front of him were in the same group, otherwise, he didn't know how he died. (To be continued.) )