Chapter 203: The String Breaks
The Emperor strode in, the dim hall was filled with daylight, and he saw the Empress and the beauty at her feet.
"What are you doing taking people out of my palace?"
He asked in a deep voice.
The queen put the knife in her sleeve behind her back, smiled gently, and said: "Wang Meiren violated the palace rules, and the concubine should have been punished----. ”
"She's dead."
The emperor said lightly, stepped forward to check on Wang Meiren, but unexpectedly saw a piece of tongue on the ground, and when he looked again, he saw blood all over the ground, he was shocked, and looked up in disbelief, "This is what you did?!" ”
So far, the queen can only hold on, she looked at the emperor's disgusted and shocked expression, and quietly nodded in acquiescence.
"It's just ......"
The emperor spit out the word snake and scorpion venom 'woman' to his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. ap,。
"Long live, don't forget, concubines have this power."
The queen's words sounded very reasonable, the emperor glared at her for a moment, and was about to speak again, but he felt that the brocade boots were hugged hard, and when he looked down, it was Wang Meiren!
Wang Meiren was not out of breath, she held on to her breath, she hugged the soles of the emperor's boots, whined, but couldn't speak, and finally, she dipped the blood all over the ground, struggled to write the word "Li Dai" on the ground, and she couldn't support it anymore, and died of anger.
The queen's heart was in her throat, and then she was finally relieved, only to feel dizzy, and quickly stabilized, she reluctantly smiled: "What is this written, it seems to be a personal name......
The emperor lowered his head, quietly staring at the blood stains under his feet, and the two blood words that were almost unrecognizable, and after a long time, he raised his head, glanced at the queen, and did not listen to her explanation, turned around and went straight away. ,。
In the dimly lit prison, there was only one lamp like a bean, and the wick was about to burn out, and the ground was surprisingly clean, probably because very few people were qualified to live in this palace.
Bao Jin sat quietly in the corner, looking at the cold light and rust of the iron fence, only to feel at a loss in his heart.
Is it all over......
She closed her eyes and asked herself, but she couldn't answer.
When she was in the palace, she rebuked the emperor majestically, and did not lose the name of the Yuan clan in the slightest, but in this long and almost infinite wait, she was left at a loss.
What kind of turbulent 'waves' swept his life from calm and serene to the turbulent tide of the world?
She almost wanted to laugh---- ancestors and ancestors probably wouldn't have thought that she, a mediocre emperor, would one day have the courage to take on the glory of the clan.
At that time, the ancestors should have guessed their failure......
Bao Jin grinned at the corners of his lips, almost laughing at himself, but then, he turned into a sob---
"Sister, I'm sorry, I still haven't been able to avenge you, it's because I'm too incompetent...... Wait until that time, and I'll slowly make amends to you......"
The sound of unlocking sounded from the upper floor of the Imperial Prison, and then someone whispered respectfully, Baojin looked up blankly, only to see a familiar figure descending step by step, slowly walking to the front.
The hem of the colorful dragon robe slowly descended from the steps, and finally arrived in front of you.
The man with cold and deep eyebrows stood on the 'shady' stone steps and looked at himself from afar.
Bao Jin's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes widened, taking him deep into his eyes.
A cool breeze blew through the dim, dry cells, and even the oil lamps were almost extinguished. The two were separated by a few feet, their eyes shining in the darkness.
The emperor looked at Baojin quietly, and saw that she was dressed in plain clothes, and in the cool night of late autumn, she looked too thin, such a slender figure, skinny and shrunk in the corner, and even the silhouette was almost faded.
Her heavy eyes, shining like cold stars in the dark, were obviously cold, and occasionally turned around, but they revealed a lot of phantoms, almost ingesting people's souls into them.
"I'm so bitter that you lied to me......"
The emperor said in a low voice, full of grief and anger, all of which gradually precipitated at this moment, he only felt a sour feeling in his heart, but he could no longer bear to look up at her.
Baojin tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but somehow, he hung his head silently. A glimmer of light in prison. I vaguely saw three thousand green silks hanging down, and the fragrant shoulders trembled slightly in the swaying firelight.
"As the saying goes: soldiers don't get tired of cheating---- you and I have long been enemies of life and death, what's the point of saying these now?"
In the darkness, I couldn't see her expression clearly, and even her voice was ethereal, as if it came from nine heavens away.