152 reborn

Qi Yueguo - Harem - Zhengren Palace

Zhang Zhaodi was like a puddle of mud, slumped in the upper seat of the Zhengren Palace, and glared fiercely at the harem concubines and princes and daughters who knelt down below.

The black object thrown by the old lord in the council hall, Lin Weiyuan said that it was a kind of thing called gunfire, that thing would explode and produce powerful destructive power, which was found by Qi Yueguo from Dongli Prefecture in the Eastern Wilderness for a large amount of money a hundred years ago.

It is said that I wanted to study and produce it in large quantities in the future, but the whole country has studied this thing for hundreds of years, but I have no clue, and finally I have to give up, and it is in the hands of the successive lords, and it is passed down as a life-saving killer for one-time use.

Unexpectedly, today she became the first audience of this thing, and paid a terrible price for it.

I'm afraid that even the old lord himself doesn't know how powerful this thing is.

Half of Zhang Zhaodi's flesh and blood were blown up raw, her two arms were blown up, and her two legs were also blown up, leaving only some residual flesh hanging on a patchwork skeleton, if it wasn't for the explosion, she subconsciously held her head with both hands to block it, she was afraid she wouldn't even have her head.

But her current appearance is not much better, her scalp has been shaved off, revealing the top of her head with white bones, her face is still full of pitted scars, and her neck is also full of scratches, and her body below the neck is as if there are no flesh and bones with limbs, there is no complete place at all, and you can even see the wriggling internal organs inside through the skin gaps of her former body, and the totem embroidered on the back of the seat.

Seeing people like this, many concubines and princesses fainted directly, and the rest of them did not faint, their whole bodies trembled, and they secretly hated why they didn't faint.

Zhang Zhaodi's gaze swept over the noble ladies and concubines and the princesses, her eyes were vicious and greedy, and she asked the imperial doctor kneeling beside her with a broken voice.

"Are you sure their skins can be changed for me?"

Wang Renxi hurriedly took half a step forward, bent down with low eyebrows and replied, "Returning to the heroine, this is true, I have read rumors about skin swapping or limb rebirth from the imperial hospital classics, but how to implement it, I ...... I don't have a specific introduction here, but I just say ...... In ancient times, immortals soaked them in bodily fluids to regenerate their broken arms...... But the prescription has been ...... It's been lost ......"

He looked up cautiously and saw that Brother Zhang Zhao only greedily swept over those princesses with fine skin and tender meat, and it was estimated that she only listened to part of what he said.

He looked down at the ground, and didn't say much, anyway, what should have been said had already been said, he was just trying to save his own life, as for the skin resurfacing, whether it could be successful or not had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Zhaodi's eyes swept over the princesses, disgusted with the pale skin and the lack of beauty in the facial features, picked and picked, and found a woman kneeling in the crowd and never looking up.

"The third row, the one in blue in the middle, looked up. Zhang Zhaodi was cold, and next to him, Lin Weiyuan, who had been silent, suddenly turned pale.

The living corpse on the side was squirming, and was about to walk over, but before she could act, the woman raised her head, glanced at her with dark eyes, and her gaze slipped to the side, looking at Lin Weiyuan, who was standing next to the upper seat, without saying a word.

The two looked at each other, sad, focused, affectionate, one look, passed thousands of thousands, everything was in plain sight......

Zhang Zhaodi originally only thought that this princess had a good temperament, but she was a little older, she herself was only fourteen years old, and this princess should be eighteen or nineteen years old.

I didn't take it to heart, but looking at the appearance of her and Lin Weiyuan's eyebrows, an inexplicable anger came out.

"She, that's her, I'm going to change her skin!" she chuckled and ordered murderously.