Nanyue Kingdom, Feng Jiandi ten years, winter

Inside and outside the marshal's mansion, corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers.

Yuan Xiong, the generalissimo of Nanyue's soldiers and horses, was squeezed out by the ministers of the DPRK and China, and played in a row, holding evidence, pointing out that he secretly colluded with Xiling and wanted to enjoy Nanyue alone.

Emperor Feng Jian was furious and sent imperial guards to search the marshal's mansion overnight, but found that Yuan Xiong wanted to transfer his family and burn the letters exchanged with Xiling.

The evidence was in front of him, Yuan Xiong actually wanted to refute, but he didn't want to be betrayed by his subordinates, fell to the ground, and was assassinated to the ground.

The inner courtyard of the Marshal's Palace

"Ahh

From the inner room, there were women bullying and screaming, but no one dared to resist.

The maidservants, slaves, and housekeepers in the goose feather snow all trembled in fright when they heard the screams.

Many people are curious about what is going on inside, but none of them have the courage to take a look, because there is a price to pay for taking a look.

"Why, my husband is obviously a loyal minister, but you want to frame him?"

On the floor of the living room of the Marshal's Mansion, there was a beautiful woman curled up, this woman's face was haggard, her willow eyebrows were slightly raised, her pale cheeks were stained with a lot of blood, her eyes were full of tears, and even her pure white and flawless fragrance fairy dress was also bloodstained at this moment.

She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her unwillingly.

"Hahaha" The man raised his head and laughed, his laughter was like a rakshasa in hell, taking people's lives, "Yuan Xiong's heart is not right, he wants to carve up my Nanyue territory with Xiling, I am thinking about it for the sake of Jiangshan Sheji, what do you know as a woman!"

The woman on the ground is Yuan Xiong's wife, Gillian, her eyes tearfully unworthy of her husband, "My husband is upright, he has always taken the country as his own responsibility, how much work has he made for you, just because Concubine Chen loves my husband, you will kill her, Concubine Chen will not rest in peace!"

"You're damned!"

Emperor Feng Jian's angry voice was mixed with a trace of heartache.

"What's wrong? The emperor was annoyed and angry when I told me about the central matter? ”

"Shut up!" Emperor Feng Jian stepped forward, grabbed Gillian's throat, and said coldly, "I told you to shut up!" ”

Gillian tilted her head, her originally pale face was swollen with blood at this moment, "You'd better hurry up, so I can see the marshal." ”

Her gaze fell not far away, Yuan Xiong had been dead for a long time, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, and there was a trace of disbelief.

He didn't believe that he had been a brother for so many years, and the person who had done his best for him actually thought of him dying, and he couldn't believe it until he died.

Gillian glanced at the side, her five-year-old daughter Yuan Xin'er, just sitting quietly next to her father's corpse, without saying a word, she had not yet reacted from her father's death.

She's just a kid!

Gillian changed her previous attitude, looked at Emperor Feng Jian pleadingly, and said bitterly, "Your Majesty, it's not a pity for me to die, but can you let our child go, she is only five years old." ”

Xin'er is the only person she cares about in this world.

"What qualifications do you have!" Emperor Feng Jian sneered, broke Gillian's fingers one by one, and then pushed her hard.

He looked as arrogant as the Jade Emperor, and glanced at the little girl coldly.

Yuan Xin'er, right?

He would let her see how his father died, how his body was torn apart, and how his beautiful mother was humiliated.

If you want to blame them, they cast the wrong baby, and the father in this life is actually Yuan Xiong!

Emperor Feng Jiandi flicked his sleeves fiercely, and a lot of beggars appeared at the door, with smiles on their faces, and they also reached out to be uncovered by their clothes, which was obviously prepared by Emperor Feng Jian.

Gillian's eyes widened in horror, desperately looking at the men slowly approaching her, she shrank back, trying to escape, but was quickly grabbed by a strong man's feet.

She wanted to call for help, but the men pressed on her body, she couldn't move, and her originally beautiful skirt had been torn.

Yuan Xin'er's sloppy eyes flashed something, and she turned around and stared at the group of men, as if she wanted to engrave the appearance of those men in her mind.

The mother who used to teach herself to write and read, the mother who gently called her "Xin'er" from time to time, was crushed by a group of beggars at this moment, which was a mother's shame, and she wrote it down.

Gillian's eyes were full of despair and hatred, and when she was humiliated, tears fell silently, and she looked at her husband not far away.

Maybe she noticed her daughter's gaze, she looked at Yuan Xin'er, her eyes were full of love, she smiled at Yuan Xin'er, and she was as kind as before.

Yuan Xin'er was scared from the ground, ran frantically to her mother, picked up her weak body with a big hand, and then threw it on the ground.

Yuan Xin'er wanted to get up again, but was trampled under her feet by Emperor Feng Jian.

"Ahh

Yuan Xin'er's eyes were full of blood red, and her eyes were still staring at the boss, staring at the group of men.

The satisfied voices of the men rang through her ears over and over again.

She clenched her fists tightly, blood dripping down her fingertips, and she wanted to kill them.

The filthy voices were like the ghosts of the night gnawing at the flesh of others, and the sounds of chewing came to her ears, and she engraved the scenes of those sins in her mind.

She wanted to release the pain, but when she saw the woman who was gentle to her lying motionless on the ground, she knew at a young age that her mother was dead, and her heart was dead.

I don't know how long it took, those strong men finally got up from the woman satisfied, Emperor Feng Jian waved his sleeves and retreated one by one.

Emperor Feng Jian sneered at the woman who had been tortured to the point of being inhuman, and smiled coldly.

Feet removed from Yuan Xin'er's back, he slowly squatted down, looking at her coldly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's freezing, why don't you go and dress your mother and son more, don't freeze."

It's obvious that it's very caring, but it sounds like a demon in purgatory.

Five-year-old Yuan Xin'er slowly stood up from the ground, as if she hadn't heard what Emperor Feng Jian said.

She crouched next to her father, put her hand over her father's eyes, and then took his father's hand and dragged him little by little to her mother's side.

After doing this, she took out her mother's favorite dress from her mother's closet, put it on her, and carefully arranged her mother's dirty hair.

He slowly put her on the ground.

Gillian's eyes were empty, like a living dead.

Emperor Feng Jian looked at all this coldly, and a hint of sneer flashed in his eyes.

"Mother, Xin'er is not capable of protecting you!"