Chapter 477: The Ruthless Emperor Abandons the Weak Woman, and the Amorous Killer Saves the Yiren

The third princess was sent to the palace outside the palace after smallpox, and a few days later, the news came in from outside the palace, saying that Concubine Hui was also transmitted, and most of the people who served the three princesses suffered disasters, and now the imperial village has also become a dead house.

The emperor was sad, and Concubine Hui's mother and daughter were afraid that they would not be saved, but he just let it go, and he couldn't help it, but if he sent someone again, it would only increase the casualties.

The queen had an idea in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it, the emperor thought about it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to let people burn the imperial village and not let the smallpox spread again.

The palace people had to carry out the order, and the queen held the emperor's hand to comfort him, "This is something that can't be done, and it will be uncomfortable for them to suffer again, so it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible." ”

The emperor closed his eyes to calm his mood and let him burn his daughter to death with his own hands, which was really heartbreaking, but he had no choice, those folk rumors were not false, let the good people who did not have smallpox serve the third princess, and the good people were also passed on to smallpox, isn't it evil? But Xiang'er has smallpox, isn't it sad that no one is waiting for her to suffer so much? Originally, there was also a Hui Concubine who did everything herself, but now Hui Concubine has also been passed on, the mother and daughter fell ill together, and who else is willing to serve them, that is, they went, the emperor was not there, who knew how they served, they abused the two seriously ill masters, and no one knew, it was really a relief to die earlier, their mother and daughter had a thin life, and they would have a good baby in the next life.

In the idle Huangzhuang on the outskirts of Beijing, it is now a purgatory on earth, the periphery of Zhuangzi is full of guards, and there are also guards shuttling inside, all wearing tight clothes, wearing masks and gloves without leaving a trace of skin and flesh exposed to the sun, except for a pair of eyes to see the road, they are numbly shuttling in the manor, holding hammers and planks and other tools in their hands, nailing and sealing the doors and windows, and others are collecting firewood and holding salaries, piled inside and outside the Huangzhuang, preparing for the next bonfire feast.

The palace people who had smallpox were locked in the house and banged on the door frantically, their whole bodies were festering and bleeding pus, and their cloaks exuded a crazy look and wailed, they didn't want to die, even if they had smallpox, they still longed for life, what about the doctor, didn't you come to save them? Concubine Hui and the third princess are still here, do you want to burn them to death?

No matter how they wailed and screamed, the guards outside the house had no intention of stopping, and the fear and helplessness of dying broke them, and they blamed the mother and daughter for all this evil, and if it wasn't for serving them, how could they have gotten smallpox? Now I have to die with them, no, if I want to die, they will die first!

Carefree is still sober, she knows the movement outside the house, but she is powerless to save herself, now everyone is dying, no one cares about them anymore, she forced herself to crawl to her daughter's bedside, and saw that the original exquisite Xiang'er has now become a pile of rotten meat, if it weren't for the faint moaning in her throat overflowing, where could she still see that it was a person.

Wuwu didn't dare to touch her, only climbed on the edge of her bed and called her softly, and sang her the nursery rhyme she loved to listen to when she was a child, it seemed to be Liang Guo's nursery rhyme, she couldn't remember, but she would hum a few words for so many years, Xiang'er also loved to listen to it, and always pestered her mother to sing her a complete song, Wuwu said that she wouldn't, only a few sporadic words.

Now that she sings a few more words, Xiang'er will not echo her, the outside has become a Shura field, and the place where their mother and daughter are is the only pure land, she thought that they would be sublimated in a pure land, but this pure land was soon polluted, and countless evil ghosts Shura stretched out their claws to tear them apart.

Worry-free never knew that those servile palace people would have such a cruel and vicious time, they grabbed her hair and pinched her neck, sharp nails cut through the rashes and acne on her face, pus and blood flowed together in pain, cursing her and Xiang'er in the most vicious language, "Why don't you die early, why do you drag us to bury you!" Now we are all going to die, and it is all thanks to you! I'm going to make you a hundred times more miserable than we are! ”

Worry-free was suffocated and couldn't speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of them reaching out to Xiang'er, and still tried his best to pull them, Xiang'er is already like this, please let her go.

Before she was dying, a piece of white clothes fluttered down, and red flowers were growing everywhere the clothes flew and the sword shadow swept by, if this was the Shura field, he would slaughter Shura, just to protect her.

Wuwu fell to the ground and couldn't breathe, someone took her into his arms, her white clothes were stained with blood, and her face was covered with a white scarf, but with those bright eyes, no one else could have it.

"I'll take you away."

A pair of eyes on the flesh-and-blood blurred face of the carefree were dry and silent, but when they heard this, they still burst into tears, like the riverbed of the desert flowing wet again, it was the breath of life. She struggled to point to the bed, and the man in white looked at the tattered child, who was no longer breathing.

"She's dead, I'll take you away."

Worry-free's heart was numb with pain, she couldn't bear any of these seven words, he said this back then, she didn't respond, and now she wants to respond but can't open her mouth; Xiang'er is the sustenance of the rest of her life, and his fluttering three words are tantamount to ripping out her heart.

There are heavy soldiers guarding outside, let him do his light work, and he can't fly away with worry-free, as soon as he goes out, he is pointed out by thousands of Jin Ge.

He put the carefree in a corner by the door that could not be exposed to the sun, drew his sword to meet the enemy, this trip he was ready to return to the Yellow Spring, hiding and hiding for so many years, the world is too big to be home, the person he loves can not hug, what is the meaning of his life, if she is doing well, guarding her is the meaning of his life, now she is not good, he wants to take her away.

He drew his sword to meet the enemy, he was ready to kill the Quartet with one enemy, but at the moment he met the battle, more than a dozen masked people in civilian clothes jumped down around him, he was helpless in his heart, he had to hide a lot of hard work before he slipped back, and they still followed. Come on, let's come, fight side by side for the last time, they didn't follow the master, and they won't be masters and servants in the next life.

Worry-free does not understand martial arts, looking at the vigorous figure in the chaotic army, embattled makes her feel distressed, but she is as wild and uninhibited as she was back then, with one enemy and a hundred he, he is not messy at all, Mu Hui's county lord has a really good vision, she can't do it.

The vigorous figure gradually became weaker and weaker, his white robe was stained with blood, I don't know if he had just killed those palace people or was injured in the fight, his worry-free tears were blurry, and he couldn't see it very really, until the red shadow stood still, time stood still at that moment, the man slowly turned around and slowly fell, she still couldn't see his appearance, but she knew that those eyes must still be brilliant and unparalleled in the world, and she would definitely find him with these eyes in the next life.

The man fell, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind, she felt that she should die like this, Xiang'er had only left for a short time, he had just left, there was a companion on Huangquan Road, I don't know if he would accept Xiang'er, that is the daughter of the golden boy, if he minds, she doesn't know what to do.

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