"Girl, it's still two hours before dawn."

Qing Dai hugged her knees, and there were tears on her chin: "Why is there no news in the house, it can't be that the second and third masters really don't want to save us." ”

"I'm just afraid to celebrate in the house."

Careful and cold: "But there are still three young masters, they will not die without help." ”

"It's all kids." Qing Dai rarely muttered, "I'm afraid it's also powerless." ”

Qingdai is right, how can I not know this truth.

Even if Cheng Yan expressed his attitude, he would definitely save the girl out, but with the three of them who were not well-connected, wouldn't it be difficult for Shu Dao to redress their grievances.

Xi Xin sighed and turned his head to look at Cheng Qi.

The man sat in front of the hay, holding his fingers to the word 'who' on the ground, without saying a word.

Cheng Qi has been like this for the past two days, not knowing what he is thinking.

"Girl?"

Xi Xin called out.

Cheng Qi responded, and then did not speak.

Since Cheng Qi's attempt to hang herself, her personality and all aspects have changed a lot, and she doesn't believe that Cheng Qi will accept her fate like this.

Life or death?

Xi Xin didn't believe it, Cheng Qi was not such a person.

…

…

There are still two hours, and Cheng Qi's head will roll on the guillotine at the intersection as Ji Beihou said.

In the past two hours, some people are sharpening their swords, some are crying bitterly, some are still facing the ground in a daze, and some are galloping on the way back to the city.

Finally, the sky showed the whiteness of the fish's belly, a touch of red rose in the east, and the three-day period had arrived.

Today is the tenth day of the first month.

Aunt Meng of the Guogong Mansion fainted with a bang.

"Today's tenth!"

"The tenth day of the first month! Cheng Qi is going to be beheaded! ”

"Hurry up, you dead! I can't squeeze in for a while! ”

"I'll feed the baby!"

Early in the morning, there was still a cool mist in the air, and the people of Liangcheng went out collectively and went out one after another, and the scene was more lively than the New Year's Festival.

Shen Zhutou had already set up a guillotine there, this guillotine appeared once a year ago, and the thick wood was full of blood, it was black and red, exuding a disgusting fishy smell.

There was an oblique axe hanging on it, and the blade was cold, and the heavy wind could not blow it.

"Oh, don't squeeze, what's so nice about killing someone."

"You still lick your face and say that I, you are the happiest to squeeze forward!"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise!"

Shen Zhutou stood on the prison platform, looking at everyone with his hands down, obviously he was afraid of death, he usually went to the street to patrol, and saw himself like a mouse seeing a cat, and he was going to kill people at this time, but he waited and waited one by one.

People are always hanging up on their own business.

"Oops, hey, hey, here!"

"Cheng Qi is here!"

"Get out of the way!"

The hundreds of onlookers were scattered by a large torture cart with a square wooden cage on it, as if it were pretending to be an animal, and three people in different states sat inside.

Qingdai leaned on Xi Xin's shoulder, crying sadly, but the latter was expressionless.

Look at those people who are full of anticipation, they are pointing, and it's not time to chase their own lady to pat on the back.

"Desert—"

In the crowd, Aunt Meng's shouting was particularly obvious, although she was empty, but the left and right slaps really pushed people away, and she rushed towards the torture car again and again.

Ji Beihou raised his hand: "Stop them." ”

Immediately, the officials of the government stepped forward, they stopped Aunt Meng outside, and also pushed the crowd back several feet.

"Backwards, backwards—"

"Do you want to die with her—"

In such a push, the screams of women and the cries of children immediately sounded, and Ji Beihou sat on the horse next to the torture car, not squinting.

"Jokes." He said.

Cheng Qi saw that Aunt Meng and the rest of the Cheng family's slaves were scattered, and he couldn't see it, so he looked up at Ji Beihou: "Who do you say is a joke?" ”

Ji Beihou held the horsewhip: "Whoever loses his head after a while is a joke." ”

"Oh."

Cheng Qi said: "It doesn't seem like I'm the one who is laughing at. ”

Qing Dai was suspicious, looked at her girl, and looked up at Ji Beihou again.

When the man heard Cheng Qi say this, the look on his face was slightly cautious, but Cheng Qi ignored it, leaning against the corner of the wooden cage, fiddling with the bracelet on his wrist, like stagnant water.

"I'll look good with you later."

Ji Beihou said a word, told the torture car to go quickly, and after a while, when he arrived at the place, the wooden cage was immediately opened, and a servant dragged Cheng Qi down, and stumbled all the way to the guillotine.

"Girl!"

Qing Dai screamed in that wooden cage!

"Don't touch my girl!" Xi Xin also shouted loudly, and the small tongue in his throat could be seen from afar.

Where will the executioner who came to the stage show mercy, and pressed Cheng Qi down, and with a bang, her jaw and knees hurt to death, and her small body seemed to be about to crack and scatter.

"......," she felt her lips bleed, "you can't lighten it." ”

Ji Beihou sneered: "Girl, I, Ji Beihou, will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, I have a good set of spicy hands to destroy flowers, but today the girl can't see it." ”

"Ji Beihou."

Cheng Qi looked up at him, and from this angle, he happened to see the man's crotch.

"Are you a child?" She suddenly asked.

Shen Zhutou, who was maintaining order in front, turned his head and frowned his dark brows, this Cheng Qi was talking nonsense in broad daylight.

Ji Beihou was also stunned.

"That's it?" Cheng Qi grinned.

Ji Beihou's face was not very good, and he turned to the next trial unnaturally: "You don't have to worry about this, you cheap hooves have this time to fight with me, so you should worry about your head." ”

Cheng Qi pouted again and again: "I will definitely die, you should be kind and talk to me." ”

Ji Beihou changed his posture to face away from her.

"Sure enough, it's a madman."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and went to talk to the executioner, what he was commanding.

In the chaos, Cheng Qi raised his head against the wind and looked for his own people in the crowd, the second uncle and the third uncle will not come, Aunt Meng is first-class, but she is worried about Cheng Yan and Cheng Dai.

The eldest brother is not here, and it is estimated that he can't bear it again.

Out of nowhere, a leaf blew in the wind and hit his face, Cheng Qi shook his head, but when he turned his head like this, he happened to see Cheng Dai hiding in the crowd and his stature was not obvious.

The young man walked cautiously through the crowd, his sleeves as if to hide something.

Cheng Qi was uneasy, she immediately glanced at Aunt Meng's direction, and when she turned her head back, she found that Cheng Dai was gone.

What are you doing so far away from Aunt Meng.

Listening to the night guards in the side prison, Cheng Dai was so impulsive, it was because of the pressure in the house that he didn't get into trouble with the second and third rooms in the past two days, and joked that he would come to rob the law field.

Why does Cheng Qi feel that Cheng Dai really wants to rob the Dharma field now.

A twelve-year-old.

Robbing the Dharma? Isn't that a joke? Isn't this a giveaway?

Cheng Qi was in a hurry, but he couldn't say anything.

If she died, it would be good if she died, she didn't want to implicate the rest of the long house.

But Cheng Dai in the crowd didn't think so, he knew that only by fighting to the death could he have the hope of the Cheng family to survive, if he fulfilled Concubine Duan's wish this time, then...

This time it's Cheng Qi, next time it's himself who goes to Beijing to take up a post, and then the eldest brother, presumably he won't let go of Brother Zong Yu, and finally overturned the Cheng family, so that the founding family was completely wiped out.

Unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge.

Cheng Dai had seen through it early in the morning, and in the crowded crowd, he accurately held the cold hilt of the sword, and slowly moved towards the prison beheading platform, but when he was about to pull it out, he heard someone shouting in the distance.

"Don't kill Cheng Qi—"

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