Yang Zhiwan did not expect that the place where she met her mother turned out to be the execution ground. Her mother's hands were tied behind her back, and she was dressed in tattered clothes that were no longer visible, and her head hung down, and her gray hair swayed in the spring breeze.

"Mother," Yang Zhi panicked as she climbed onto the execution platform, then pounced on her mother, gently holding up her face. Her mother, Pang Zi, is the wife of a powerful minister, who used to be infinitely beautiful, and her food and clothing were extremely luxurious, even if her face was no longer young, but her graceful and luxurious bearing could not be compared with any noblewoman. But now, Yang Zhi looked at her mother's dusty face, dull eyes, and chapped and pale lips, and she couldn't help crying: "Why is this! ”

Pang Zi raised a hand, gently rubbed Yang Zhi's face, and brought the dust on the ground to her daughter's face, her eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, which was the joy of seeing her daughter, but also the despair of dying, and then, two lines of turbid tears also flowed out of her eyes, she choked and said: "After all, it will affect you." ”

One sentence made Yang Zhi sad again, when Yang Jun wanted to send himself to the palace, his mother was against it, however, how could the fate of all this be changed by a woman's family.

"Anyway, live." Pang Zi said again: "Get out of this hellish place and live." ”

"Mother's ......" Yang Zhi took Pang Zi into her arms and hugged her tightly, behind her mother was the executioner who was waiting for an order with a big knife, and there were a few sergeants standing around, Jia Nanfeng was not worried that someone would come to save the Yang family. As for Jia Nanfeng, Yang Zhi looked to the side, she was sitting on a chair not far from the execution platform, looking at their mother and daughter with a smile on her face.

Yang Zhi has lost everything, she doesn't want to lose her mother again, what is the so-called dignity and status, what is winning or losing? Yang Zhi gently pushed her mother away, got off the torture platform, knelt down, and then she moved to Jia Nanfeng's side step by step on her knees, leaned down and bowed again, and said with an unconcealable cry: "Ask the queen to spare my mother's life." ”

Jia Nanfeng didn't speak, just looked at Yang Zhi with a smile.

Yang Zhi kept kowtowing, and every time she kowtowed, she muttered a sentence in her mouth: "Ask the queen to spare my mother's life." ”

It wasn't until Yang Zhi's forehead was bleeding that Jia Nanfeng leaned down, stopped Yang Zhi's movements, forced her to look at herself, and said word by word: "Do you think I asked you to send your mother?" No, I'm going to let you see her head fall to the ground and die. Jia Nanfeng laughed coldly as he spoke, making Yang Zhi feel a chill rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Jia Nanfeng straightened up and said to Dong Meng, who was standing aside: "The hour is almost up, let's do it." ”

"Don't ......" Yang Zhi cried, grabbed the corner of Jia Nanfeng's skirt, and continued to kowtow: "Please let my mother live, I will be a cow and a horse in the future, I Yang Zhi will not be able to repay me." ”

Jia Nanfeng was unmoved, and twisted Yang Zhi's head so that she had to face the torture table. Yang Zhi watched as the executioner behind Pang raised the big knife, and then, her eyes were full of terrifying blood red. "Mother......" Yang Zhi cried out in pain, but she couldn't stop her mother's head from falling heavily to the ground. Ponzi's head rolled on the ground and stopped, blood mixed with the dirt on the ground, and the body that was still kneeling on the ground fell forward heavily.

"Yang, it's over." Jia Nanfeng laughed and turned away.

A few people around him pulled up Yang Zhi, who was paralyzed on the ground, and dragged her away.

Yang Zhi was imprisoned in the city of Kim Yong Kim. Built by Emperor Wei Ming during the Three Kingdoms period, Kim Yong Castle is a small city in the northwest corner of Luoyang.

Sima Shu was finally allowed out of the East Palace, and he was confined in the East Palace for a while, and he didn't know any news from the outside, but he keenly knew that something must have happened, and he was worried all day long, not only worried about the fate of the Yang family, but also worried about his own future.

As soon as the door of the East Palace opened, Sima Shu rushed to the Renshou Palace, and the ominous premonition of the past few days was confirmed at the moment when he pushed open the door of the Renshou Palace.

Sima Shu pushed open the door of the palace, the palace was empty, Sima Shu walked in cautiously, and the footsteps were a little abrupt in this hall. He walked to the couch where Yang Zhi often sits, and the couch was already covered with a thin layer of ash, telling Sima Shu that this place had been uninhabited for some time. Sima Shu gently dusted off the ashes with his sleeve, and finally couldn't hide his sadness, he sat on the couch with his buttocks, and let the cry echo in the empty hall.

Sima Shu's biological mother was lowly, so he was hugged to Emperor Wu's side as soon as he was born, and Emperor Wu was busy, so he often put him by Yang Zhi's side. He didn't have much contact with his biological mother, and Yang Zhi formed his first impression of a woman, which was excellent, Yang Zhi was beautiful, and she could attract everyone's attention just by standing there; Yang Zhi is gentle, and when she smiles, no matter how gloomy the sky is, it seems to be bright; The most important thing is that Yang Zhi loves him, although he calls Yang Zhi "grandmother", but in the young Sima Shu's heart, she is not inferior to her mother.

Now all this has disappeared with the collapse of the Yang family, his grandfather died, his grandmother was killed, Sima Shu has no relatives around him, and he has no reason to set foot in the Renshou Palace, which was once full of laughter. Sima Shu wailed in a low voice, he clearly knew that everything had changed, the Taifu he relied on had fallen, the uncle he revered had fallen to Jia Nanfeng, and he finally understood what his grandfather was worried about before he died.

Sima Shu left the Renshou Hall with grief and despair, outside the door was Xie An, who came after Sima Shu, in the past, he often accompanied Sima Shu to the Renshou Palace, and there were also several eunuchs and palace maids who were familiar with each other, and now this empty scene also made him feel a little sad. Seeing Sima Shu come out, Xie An hurriedly greeted him and said in a low voice: "The Queen Mother was imprisoned in Kim Yong City, and dozens of people up and down the Renshou Hall were all slaughtered, and none of them were left alive. ”

"With Jia Nanfeng's temperament, it is only a matter of time before the Queen Mother is killed." Sima Shu waved his hand weakly: "Let's go, I can't come here again in the future." ”

The master and servant walked to the East Palace with their own depression, and now there is no safety in this palace, but the East Palace full of eyeliner makes him feel a little comfortable, he can't wait for Jia Nanfeng to lock him up again, even if the days are bitter and not free, but he can also worry a lot less.

The things he was afraid of could never be avoided, and on the way back to the East Palace, he met Jia Nanfeng, who he didn't want to see. Jia Nanfeng is proud of the spring breeze at this time, if she thinks that she has three worries about the prince because she is afraid of the Yang family, she is unscrupulous at this time.

Sima Shu obediently knelt on the ground and saluted Jia Nanfeng, and he didn't hear her call for a long time, and he didn't dare to look up, so he knelt there tremblingly. The extremely hard stone pavement made his knees hurt, and his upper body was also sore and sleepy because of the twisted posture.

"Heh......" Jia Nanfeng sneered: "The prince is golden." ”

Frightened by this sentence, Sima Shu quickly got up and knelt down in the posture just now.

"Okay," Jia Nanfeng waved his hand to let the person next to him pick Sima Shu up, looked at him carefully, and said a few times, "tsk" a few times, and then said: "Look at these red eyes, your grandmother is not dead, and it is a little early to cry the grave." ”

"Erchen doesn't dare," Sima Shu lowered his head: "Erchen just remembered the scene when he was a child, and now that Renshou Hall is empty, Erchen is just a little sad." ”

"Hypocrisy." Jia Nanfeng said disdainfully: "Renshou Hall is the residence of the Queen Mother, how many days has she Yang Zhi lived here?" It leads you to have feelings for this Renshou Palace. Jia Nanfeng shook his head, "I, Jia Nanfeng, have been your mother-in-law for some years, and I haven't seen you so close to me." ”

"The sons don't dare," Sima Shu knelt down again: "The queen mother is the son's mother, and the sons and daughters should serve their mothers to filial piety, and they dare not slack off." ”

Jia Nanfeng shook his head: "You are smart when you are young, and the first emperor often praises you, I hope that your cleverness will be used on the right path, and your eyes will be brighter, and you can see clearly who the person sitting on the Ninety-Five Supreme Throne is now, don't remember the past, you are still young, and you are not old enough to live by memories." ”

"Thank you for your mother's teachings," Sima Shu kowtowed: "Erchen keep it in mind." ”

"Go back and stay in your East Palace." After Jia Nanfeng finished speaking, he left with a bunch of attendants behind him.