Chapter 463: Han Zhen'er's Death 3
Did the National Teacher spare her life because she couldn't survive tonight?
No, it's definitely not like that.
Something must be wrong!
Han Zhen'er lifted the bed tent, sat up straight and looked at the imperial physician Ning Wenhao in front of her, attracted by an ugly dark red birthmark on his right eye.
This person is born with yin and yang eyes
Looking at the other party's eyes without the slightest stunned, I am afraid that the other party has already seen through his identity, just when Han Zhen'er was about to ask, the palace maid standing on the side covered the corners of her mouth and couldn't help but let out a scream.
"Mother, your face"
When Han Zhen'er heard this, she quickly reached out and touched her face, her tight skin became saggy, and she aged extremely quickly.
"Bronze mirror, hurry up and give the bronze mirror to the main palace!"
When the palace maid heard this, she hurriedly took off the bronze mirror from the mirror platform next to her and handed it to Han Zhen'er.
Han Zhen'er looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror, watched her face gradually age, the three thousand green silks gradually turned gray, and finally completely silver, and most importantly, the fold-like face continued to decay and began to decay, extremely fast, and soon the white cheekbones could be seen.
Not only her face, but even her hands began to rot and emit a foul smell,
When the palace maid saw this scene, she screamed and hurried out of the room.
Ning Wenhao had never seen such a strange scene, stood up in horror, and took a small step back.
In front of him, the beauties who captivated the country and the city turned into white bones little by little, and the fragrance of jade fell.
Looking at the white bones on the bed, he was trembling with fright, and wanted to leave, but he couldn't move his legs at all, until the skull rolled off the bed and made a 'click' sound, and Ning Wenhao came back to his senses.
The whole person sat on the ground like a puddle of soft mud, and it took a long time to find his breath.
At the same time.
Qin Lingsheng sat lazily on the dragon chair, looking at Fang Tianlang who was kneeling on the ground, and did not speak for a long time.
Fang Tianlang saw that the emperor didn't speak, so he naturally didn't dare to raise his head, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept oozing out of his forehead, and then rolled out, soaking his placket a little bit.
"Lord Fang, you entered the palace late at night just to ask me for peace?" Qin Lingsheng's voice was extremely indifferent.
Fang Tianlang couldn't help but snort and lowered his head even lower.
"Your Majesty, the dog was framed!" Fang Tianlang hurriedly said, "The old minister is wronged!" ”
"Framed?" Qin Lingsheng sneered, and his smile couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "I saw it with my own eyes, is this still fake?" And wrongs?! ”
"Your Majesty, although the dog is stubborn by nature, he is extremely timid, and he doesn't dare to kill a chicken on weekdays, how can he kill someone, and he still breaks into the palace alone to kill people."
"Your Majesty, Fang Jun is extremely filial to Lao Chen's father, do you know that Lao Chen has always respected Concubine Zhen, and Concubine Zhen is very good to Lao Chen and Lao Cheng's family, why did Fang Jun assassinate Concubine Zhen? There's no reason at all! ”
"Commander Di sent someone to say that after finding out that Fang Jun was imprisoned, his expression was sluggish and his reaction was slow, as if he had been tricked, Your Majesty, if Fang Jun was really being used, the people behind the scenes would definitely use others to shake the foundation of Tianyao Kingdom." Fang Tianlang said, "Please think twice, I hope the emperor can pardon Fang Jun's capital crime and let him redeem his crimes." ”
Qin Lingsheng looked at Fang Tianlang for a long time before he spoke.
"Lord Fang, be content, even if you design to frame Jiang Yizhe, what about it? Before I got the Tiger Talisman, you weren't even as good as a cockroach in my eyes! ”