202: Severed head
Zhongli Boqian glared at him, got up and walked out of the hall.
"Seventh brother, seventh brother, you can't go?"
"Ahem...... Why can't I go? ”
"Aren't you grounded?"
"I didn't get out of the ...... Cough...... Cough...... Leisure Palace. Zhong Li Boqian ignored Zhong Liyi's obstruction, came to the outside of the hall, and saw Xiao Chun, who was rolling around and unrelenting. Zhongli Boqian twisted his eyebrows and said angrily: "Are you doing this...... Cough...... Do what? What kind of system? ”
Xiao Chun finally saw His Royal Highness the Seventh, turned over and got up from the ground: "Your Highness the Seventh, Xiao Chun finally saw you." ”
"Drag him away." Seeing him like this, Zhong Liyi hurriedly ordered his subordinates.
"Slow, let him speak."
"Bai Yang is now being escorted to the execution ground, and Miss Ziyu ran all the way after the prisoner car, her face was swollen, and there were wounds on her forehead." Koharu quickly said what he wanted to say, and even if he was dragged away, he had no regrets.
"What?" Zhong Li Boqian was angry: "Cough...... Ahem......"
"Your Highness the Seven?"
"Seventh brother?"
The people present saw Zhongli Boqian coughing up blood, and they panicked instantly.
"It's okay, His Highness is just angry." Zhongli Boqian knew that his body was just an occasional cold and a rush of anger. He quickly turned and walked into the Hall of Leisure, found a long sword, and held it to his neck.
"Get out of the way, His Highness must leave the palace, otherwise His Highness will die here."
As soon as Zhongli Boqian's words came out, those subordinates were scared a lot.
Seeing him like this, Zhong Liyi was very helpless: "Seventh brother, why are you doing this? ”
Although Zhong Li Yi said this, he was looking for an opportunity to take away the sword in Zhong Li Boqian's hand. He has followed General Wei in Gurong City for so many years, and he can't subdue a hairy boy?
Zhong Liyi saw the opportunity to pounce, but was flexibly dodged by Zhong Liboqian.
"Hurry up and get out of the way, or Your Highness will do it."
When the subordinates saw this, they did not dare to continue to stop him.
"Sixth brother will go with you." Zhong Liyi saw that he couldn't stop him, so he had to propose to go with him.
"If the sixth brother dares to go together, Bo Qian will die immediately to show you." Of course, Zhongli Boqian couldn't let him go with him, otherwise how could he send the secret guards to rob the Dharma field?
"Okay, good ......" Zhong Liyi was very helpless, so he had to stay in the Qingxian Hall and stop, he had to hurry up and tell his father that the seventh brother had escaped.
Zhongli Boqian, who was leaving the palace, immediately ordered Xiaochun to find Sima and visit Qin and assemble secret guards.
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In the street market not far from the execution site, Wei Ziyu stumbled all the way, and the officers and soldiers did not stop her from chasing her, nor did they allow her to get close to Bai Yang's prisoner car. On this not very long journey, Wei Ziyu didn't know how many times he fell, fell and got up, got up and fell again. Her knees were bruised, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that the person she cared about was still in the prison car.
"Miscellaneous people and so on."
The officers and soldiers stopped Wei Ziyu on the periphery of the execution ground, took Bai Yang out of the prison car, and dragged her to the execution ground.
"White Sun...... ......"She wants to be strong, she wants to be strong, but now she can't do anything but cry." Yu Ziyu wanted to hold back her tears, but she cried more violently than usual. She wiped tears from the corners of her eyes as she tried to squeeze into the execution ground. But the group of officers and soldiers surrounded the execution ground like an iron bucket, and Wei Ziyu laboriously squeezed his head between the gaps in the shoulders of the officers and soldiers, and kept wiping his tears to avoid blurring his eyes. In order to catch a glimpse of Bai Yang, she no longer cares what she has become.
Bai Yang knelt on the execution ground, her eyes kept falling on Wei Ziyu who was constantly trying to pass the blockade not far away, her face was about to be squeezed out of shape, and she was crying...... Ugly is dead. Bai Yang smiled helplessly, both funny and extremely sad. I didn't expect that before she died, she could know her position in the young master's heart, but she couldn't share Wei Ziyu's pain.
Bai Yang's gaze was reluctant to look away for half a minute, she wanted to look at the young master until the head hit the ground, until she stopped breathing, until she lost consciousness.
It's good that Jun Gongzi didn't come, so as not to make him sad when he sees himself like this.
"Bai Yang ......" Wei Ziyu, she can't pass the blockade, she can't pass the blockade, she can't pass it...... What to do? She hates her lack of strength, who will save Bai Yang, who will save her?
"Baiyang ......" Wei Ziyu shouted with a hissing voice and a hoarse throat, but her voice was still buried in the noisy crowd.
"White Sun...... You don't want to die ......"
……
"The warden has arrived."
I don't know whose voice pulled back Wei Ziyu, who was in a daze, she raised her eyes to look at the desk and saw an extremely familiar figure.
He...... He is...... Prison officer? Rajah...... Is it a prison officer? The prince who usually treats her so gently...... It turned out to be the supervisor who was in charge of beheading Bai Yang? Wei Ziyu looked at the man sitting behind the desk on the execution ground in disbelief, it was not Zhongli Bojun, he must have been dazzled, that was not ......
Wei Ziyu didn't know what to do for a moment, should he cry? Should you laugh? Or should you be angry? What to be angry about? What should be calm? Or should I rush forward and ask questions?
She was shocked in place, squeezed to the ground by the crowd of people, she did not get up, and she no longer struggled. Her heart was like ashes, and her imagination was completely subverted, she never thought that one day, the man she loved would kill her most important person with his own hands, she never thought about it......
Someone stepped on the hem of her skirt, someone stepped on her calves, someone stepped on her ankles, someone stepped on her fingers...... She was unconscious. No dodging, no crying, no resistance.
Bai Yang on the execution ground shouted something at her, she couldn't hear it, she couldn't hear it at all. Her head was buzzing, her body was about to explode, and as for what it was, she didn't know, she didn't know anything.
Zhongli Bojun also noticed Wei Ziyu who was trampled on by everyone, and she just sat there quietly, with tears streaming down her face in addition to shock. Zhongli Bojun also blamed himself, he didn't think that he would personally send Bai Yang to the guillotine. Who can understand the torment in his heart?
"Sister Ziyu, sister Ziyu." Wei Kexin and Wei Baiye pushed aside the crowd, squeezed in front of Wei Ziyu, and helped her up, and Wei Shangqing then appeared in front of everyone, and the people saw Wei Shangqing coming, and they made way for him, and the noisy scene became much quieter.
He walked up to Wei Ziyu and comforted him softly: "If you're sad, don't look at it." ”
Hearing Wei Shangqing's voice, Wei Ziyu came back to his senses. When she saw Wei Shangqing's distressed eyes, she felt even more aggrieved.
"You know what?" Wei Ziyu turned to look at Bai Yang on the execution ground: "Do you know? I didn't make trouble, I wasn't the kind of child who was vexatious, I grew up without my parents around, and I grew up without playmates. Everybody bullies me, they'll make fun of my background as a joke, and you'...... It's the ...... I came across The one who has been rushing in front of me in the most dangerous moments. Baiyang ......"
When Wei Shangqing heard this, he felt guilty in his heart.
Wei Ziyu's eyelashes flashed, and round tears rolled out again: "Bai Yang, you are not my slave...... It is my friend, the most important friend of my Wei Ziyu in this life...... I ......"
"I ......" Wei Ziyu cried again, she said to herself many times, only the incompetent cry. And she is indeed just a cowardly, cowardly and incompetent person, so ...... She cried again.
Seeing that the hour had come, Sima Shangshu looked at Bai Yang kneeling on the execution ground, sighed, and reminded: "Lord Wang, the time has come." ”
Zhongli Bojun hung his head, his hands clutching the clothes on his legs. He whispered: "Bai Yang is sorry, this king will definitely avenge you." ”
Wei Ziyu looked at Zhongli Bojun behind the desk on the Xing Field, some feelings were slowly extinguished, and some different emotions were slowly growing in his heart.
"Miss......" Bai Yang laughed shallowly when he heard Wei Ziyu's words, an extremely pure smile, perhaps mixed with some regret and sadness, but it was the brightest smile in the whole autumn.
The noon sun was just right, and the light shone the white sun warmly, even if she died, she had no regrets.
"Miss, don't cry." Bai Yang comforted her again.
"Miss, miss, don't cry. Calm down, when I meet you in this life, Bai Yang has no regrets. Miss should live well and don't be stupid all day long. From now on...... The summer is hot and the winter is cold, the spring is sad and the autumn is cool, and it is difficult to take care of the big injuries and minor diseases. I hope you cherish ...... Please cherish ......" Bai Yang smiled with relief: "Say sorry for the person Bai Yang cares about, say thank you to him, and say I love him." ”
"White Sun...... Don't ......"
"Miss, if there is a next life, I will wait for you in the next life, and I will be your slave. If you don't come, I'll wait. If there is no next life, I will watch you from the sky, and in the night sky away from the city, there is a star called Baiyang. ”
"Bai Yang...... Don't ......" In addition to these two sentences, Wei Ziyu didn't know how to keep her.
The crowd surged, and Wei Ziyu collapsed again, just because Zhongli Bojun said that.
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the execution will be carried out."
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the execution will be carried out."
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the execution will be carried out."
"Three o'clock in the afternoon......"
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This sentence lingered in Wei Ziyu's ears, and it was still that gentle voice, but now it sounded extraordinarily penetrating.
She watched as the executioner squirted a sip of wine on the broadsword, and the noonday sun shone on the broadsword, and the bright light emitted dazzled everyone's eyes, blurring the crimson in front of them.
The knife flashed, and the head flew off. There is a choked voice, and the screaming is silent.
Blood filled the clear sky throughout the afternoon, and when Zhongli Boqian, who was wearing a night robe and a face scarf, came with a group of secret guards. What I saw was Wei Ziyu struggling to cross the blockade and rush into the execution ground, the human head slowly rolling down from the stone slab, and the dazzling crimson of the place.
He was late, and he was ...... It's late.
Zhongli Boqian waved his hand, signaling the guards to retreat, and he also hid in the crowd.
Seeing that Wei Ziyu was going crazy, Wei Shangqing was about to squeeze into the execution ground, but was stopped by the officers and soldiers on the periphery. Wei Shangqing glanced at the saber on Wei Baiye's body, and while others were not paying attention, he slapped the scabbard on the abdomen of the two officers and soldiers beside Wei Ziyu, and Wei Ziyu took advantage of this gap to get into the execution ground.
The two officers and soldiers reacted and wanted to step forward to stop them.