Chihiro never knew that there was such a criminal law in the world. In fact, she would rather kill Qiaoyin with a knife than have such a result. She is a person with clear grievances, and Qiaoyin wanted her to die that day, and it is undeniable that she wants Qiaoyin to pay the same price when she comes back. For Qiaoyin, Chihiro has murderous intent.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately let Qiaoyin see the brand, and let her snatch it. He came out of Jinyiwei nine times in his life, and his life was almost lost in Qiaoyin's three words, how could he be soft-hearted.

But she is also a very righteous person in her bones, how to say it, she is the kind of person who sees the weak meet the righteous and brave, and sees the wicked and falls into the well.

Lowering her eyebrows, Chihiro didn't speak.

She knew that this result was irreversible for her.

Qiaoyin is damned, but this way of dying contradicts Chihiro's original intention.

Wan Yu'an gave an order, and everyone was ordered to go to the front yard to watch Qiaoyin being executed. Qiaoyin's mouth was gagged with a cloth, her hands were held down, her clothes were put in a steaming bucket, and the iron comb was combed down from her shoulder blades. Flesh and blood splashed, and all the minions in the Glass Pavilion screamed and vomited.

Chihiro stood there, unable to see Qiaoyin's hideous and twisted face. The five fingers in the sleeve were clenched into fists, and the eyelashes slowly drooped. There was a tumbling in her abdomen, and she rushed to the flower bed, nagging so hard that she even vomited out the yellow bile.

Only the eunuchs of the celebrant eunuch, who were commonplace, with miserable white zombie faces, were still unmoved.

When the flesh and bones appeared, and Qiaoyin's blood reflected the scorching sun in the sky, she was silent and completely dead.

"Let's take it!" Wan Yu'an picked up her hand and placed the token in Chihiro's slightly cold palm, "The commander makes the adult have a life, and the next time you lose it, it will be your head!" ”

After speaking, Wan Yu'an swaggered and led everyone in the celebrant out of the Liuli Pavilion.

Outside, the Jinyi Guards were heavily defended.

Chihiro looked at the token in her palm, looked up at the dizzying sun, and felt a burst of coldness on her body, as if a wind was blowing out of hell, instantly enveloping her. The cold hair on her body stood on end, and the feeling of shivering in broad daylight made her face blue and white for a while.

Nanxin, who was strong in the past, fainted this time. On the contrary, Chihiro just vomited.

Chihiro thought that now everyone thought that she was a lackey of Nishikiwei, the kind of executioner who carelessly disregarded human life.

Wan Yu'an almost cut off her back road with such a hand.

Everyone shunned her as if she were the plague and would die without a place to bury if she was contaminated.

So much so that many years later, she suddenly remembered that if she hadn't been young and vigorous at the beginning, she would not have had such a result later. If it weren't for this, maybe she would leave the palace and go home to be an ordinary woman with a husband and children. Unfortunately, there are no ifs......

When night fell, Nanxin finally woke up, grabbed Chihiro's hand, and looked left and right. Seeing that the room was dark, he hurriedly said, "Ah Xun, go and light the lamp." ”

Chihiro smiled bitterly and lit the lamp, and when she lit the lamp, she remembered the seven star begonias in her fingernails, and this matter was not over, so she didn't want to leave the palace. So from tomorrow, she must make good use of the token given by Lou Zhi, find out the inside information, and then ...... Leave the palace and go home.

The flickering candle flame made the fear in Nanxin's eyes weaken a little.

Chihiro stood by the candlestick, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Don't be afraid, if she really comes to chase her soul and ask for her life, just come to me." You don't have a deep grudge against her, and you can't blame it. ”

Saying this, Nan Xin's face suddenly became nervous, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Let's come together, let's go together. ...... in this palace"

"There are many people dying in this palace, and this is not the first time." Chihiro took over the conversation, "You're so resting, I'll make you something to eat." ”

"Ah Xun ......"

Before Nanxin could speak, Chihiro had already pushed open the door and went out.

The cloister was dark and cold, and the palace lamps swaying from side to side fell mottled with dim light and shadow. Chihiro walked in the long corridor, and as she walked, she actually stood in the front yard. Looking fixedly at the place where Qiaoyin was executed, Chihiro's heart twitched, and she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind rushing from the back of her neck.

That extremely cold aura, like the aura of hell, with an irresistible lifelessness, made her whole body shrink in an instant.

Suddenly turned around, but she was shocked and suddenly screamed, "Ah......hhhh