Return to the Yuan Continent, the Divine Dragon Kingdom, the Imperial City.

At noon, the desolate sky was as dark as ink.

In front of Chengyang Gate, at this moment, a group of people gathered in the black press, gathered in front of the temporary high platform and looked up.

On the high platform, kneeling are two rows of heavy flail death row prisoners, who are Yan Yunfei, the first general of the Shenlong Kingdom, and his wife's family relatives.

Not long ago, the Yan family, who was the head of the five major families, now ended up with the end of the nine clans being punished all over the house, which is really embarrassing.

"See? This is the end of betrayal! ”

Emperor Xuan, who stood at the highest point of the imperial city, looked gloomily at the queen who was forced by two palace people to hold the window.

"No, it is impossible for the concubines and fathers to fornicate with the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, they must have been framed! Don't believe the slander of the prime minister! ”

Seeing that his loved ones were all sent to the guillotine, Yan Wushuang was so anxious and angry that his phoenix eyes were filled with tears.

"Slander? The letterhead written by your mother has been placed here, it is a royal secret text that ordinary 'phoenix people' don't recognize, so ironclad evidence, does the queen still have to make quibbles? ”

Emperor Xuan's cold and evil handsome face was gloomy and cold, and he slapped her in the face casually.

Yan Wushuang was beaten to the side, looking at the letter held high by the palace people on the side, and the sweet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

It was indeed her mother's handwriting, but the words on it were too learned for her to recognize.

"Don't think that if you have my child in your belly, I won't dare to touch you! Say, where did your father hide the 'Flying Dragon Order'? Your mother must be a fine work of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, but she stole the Flying Dragon Order? ”

"If the concubine confesses the Flying Dragon Order, will the Holy One exempt my relatives from the death penalty?"

Yan Wushuang, who already had the answer in his heart, smiled sadly, but his gaze at Emperor Xuan still revealed the last trace of extravagant hope.

"The saint, when it was dangerous to take the heir, the cousin of the concubine died to save the saint from danger...... Soon after the saint ascended the throne, the prince Yu was assassinated, and the concubine almost died without regard for her own life to block three swords and one sword for you...... Pray that the saint will recite the past loyalty of my Yan clan and open the net ......"

Seeing that noon was approaching, for the lives of his parents and loved ones, Yan Wushuang put down all his pride and cried to Emperor Xuan to take care of the old feelings.

Yan Wushuang, who was born in Jiangmen, was born with arrogance, Wen Taowu didn't let her eyebrows, if it weren't for the man in front of her, she would never be willing to trap herself in the palace walls, and only be a woman who competed for favor with three thousand beauties in the harem.

"You threaten me with the Wyvern Order?"

Emperor Xuan sneered, his long narrow eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

"Yan Wushuang, everyone in the world knows how smart and wise my queen is, and everyone knows that most of my throne is due to you. How can I not be 'grateful' to you? I hate that I can't eat your flesh and skin, so that I can completely 'merge with my blood and bones', accompany you day and night, and never be separated! ”

Thundered!

Outside the hall where the wind was howling, a muffled thunder sounded and shook people's hearts and souls.

"Yan Wushuang, haven't you always prided yourself on being extremely smart and having a talent that stands out in the world? Don't you see that I never liked you at all! If you weren't the daughter of the Wyvern General and the First Female Strategist, do you think I would have gone to great lengths to marry you as a concubine? ”

Long Jingming's words were heart-wrenching, but Yan Wushuang just remembered the four princes from a humble background at this time, and the old love words that once praised her for "not sharing with the group" are still in her ears, but now they have all become ridiculous and even more hateful lies!

"The hour has come, slash!"

In front of the Chengyang Gate, with the order of the chief minister of the prison and beheading officer, the executioners raised the cold and dazzling broadswords in their hands.

The moment the knife fell, the long-suppressed wind suddenly rose, rolling up the flying sand and whistling all over the sky, charming to the eyes.

When the wind was gone, more than ten Yan clan relatives led by General Yan had already landed on the ground. Seven feet of blood splattered, staining the azure dragon banner red.

The heavy bloody aura poured into the Qinglong Pavilion with the strong wind, turning into a poisonous needle and piercing into Yan Wushuang's body, seeping the venom of hatred into the blood veins and soaking into the muscles and bones.