Zuo Xiang's rebels have already invaded the imperial city, and if you look down from the sky at this time, you can see that a black wave has swept through the entire palace from the city gate with the bloody aura of walking through the corpses.

At this time, the entire palace has nothing to stop the black storm sweeping, no matter how the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace escape, they can't escape this heavy city gate, the whole palace is already like a Shura field, and now the rakshasa is about to appear, but the prey has nowhere to escape.

The direction of the whole black wave is unified, and that is the cold palace.

Kill the demon concubine and protect the world, this is their slogan.

No one noticed that a small branch of the black wave was heading straight towards the Heart Cultivation Palace, led by a man in green clothes with cold eyes holding a long whip, striking the horse's back again and again, the horse neighed angrily, and with a hoof raised, it was like lightning towards the Heart Cultivation Palace.

If I had been awake at this time, my ears close to the ground would have heard the clattering of horses' hooves from far and near, like the sound of a snare drum in war, touching my eardrums all the time.

The military horse has entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the man in Tsing Yi can hear the sound of the horse's hooves behind him with a gentle wave of his hand, which is fast, neat, powerful, and rigid.

He rode a horse into the Heart Cultivation Palace, he condescendingly looked at the unconscious woman on the ground, the eyes were dark and dark, like a thousand abysses, far away from the bottom.

When I woke up, I was on a horse, and a man in a green coat and a silver mask circled me and rode with me, I looked up at the man behind me, and saw that his delicate jaw was like a natural stroke of the Creator, and the lines were smooth and natural.

I subconsciously touched my shoulder blade and found that the four-cornered steel knife had been pulled out, and some medicine had been applied to the wound.

"Thank you." My voice was hoarse and my breath was faint.

"Huh."

He chuckled faintly, a laugh that was full of sarcasm, contempt, and finally a sense of rebelliousness that he was born with.

I don't know why he is ridiculing me, is he friend or foe?

But I don't regret saying that thank you, even if it's an enemy, it can be regarded as a continuation of my life, as long as I'm alive, Si Qing won't ignore me.

Si Qing.

Thinking of this, my heart hurt, and then I laughed at myself, why am I so sure that Si Qing will save me? I was a stranger to him, and he never showed up when I was so hurt.

At this time, there was a person standing on the gate of the palace, that person's robe was broad, and his clothes were blown by the sharp wind swept from the top of the distant mountain, and a white, slender, and well-jointed hand held a crystal clear round stone, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were traces of thin lines like frost spreading in the round stone, and the man gently stroked the round stone with his fingers, looking down on everything in the palace.

Elegant, mysterious, unassuming and unsettling.

That person was Si Qing, and there was only the usual detachment in his eyes when he looked in the direction of the cold palace.

"Qing Tong, you are destined to pain."

A horse roar pulled back my thoughts, the horse that was moving forward now stopped in front of Concubine Li's cold palace, I didn't come back to my senses, the man in green clothes behind me surrounded me, and gently took me to the eaves of the cold palace, I was about to exclaim but was choked by the scene in front of me.

"Your Majesty, if you can personally kill the demon girl and remove a demon scourge for our great country, Nachen firmly believes that the people of the world will forgive the emperor for his past behavior and will support you again."

Zuo Xiang is the one who said in the court that I was a demon girl in the court when I first entered Concubine Li, he is the queen's father, but he doesn't look like the queen at all.

The tips of his eyebrows are raised, his eyes are sharp, his lips are thin, and the ruthless characteristics are written on his face, at this time, he is bowing slightly to Duan Xuan, who is pale, and his words are very decent.

And Shen Qianxun was kneeling in front of Duan Xuan, behind her was a black-clothed soldier riding a horse and standing still, her entire upper body was already lying on the ground, half of her side face was fiercely trampled by the front hooves of the fierce horse behind her, and the other half of her side face was close to the ground, and the originally delicate face had been ground up with traces of blood on the rough ground.

She was undressed, her hair was in a loose bun, and she was covered in bruises, and she knew from a distance that she was tortured.

Chihiro!

I wanted to shout, but the man in green clothes next to me clicked on my dumb hole, I looked at the rebellious man next to me angrily, he also met my gaze, but he was not afraid, but the corners of his mouth raised a subtle smile.

Duan Xuan was also restrained at this time, and behind him were several black-clothed guards, each holding a long sword, ready to unsheath the blade at all times.

His face was pale, his hands clenched, his eyes hollow, and he looked in utter pain, but he was silent.

Why are you silent! I looked at Duan Xuan with bloodshot eyes.

She! But an ordinary woman! If you lose everything, you will lose your life soon! And now, before dying, he has to endure the insult of being trampled by animals! She has endured so much, why are you silent!

If I could, I'd like to kill him now!

"I also hope that the emperor will no longer be confused by the demon girl of the country, and don't be merciful and soft-hearted by the feelings of the past."

Zuo Xiang was still high-sounding next to him, and the entire cold palace fell silent for a while.

Shen Qianxun was silent, her head was trampled by the horse's hooves, and her eyes looked blankly at a willow tree in the distance.

Duan Xuan was silent, he was restricted by the killer behind him, and looked at Shen Qianxun with a stoic face.

Zuo Xiang was silent, he held the power, and watched Duan Xuan's painful appearance like a play.

I was silent, I couldn't help myself, and I watched the tragedy with a heartache but was powerless to stop it.

The neighing of a fierce horse, like the sound of a swift arrow slicing through the air, pierced the silence.

"Huh." A smile came from Zuo Xiang, "It seems that the emperor is still too merciful, and he still needs Weichen to help the emperor." ”

With a wave of his hand, the horse's hooves of the fierce horse were removed from Shen Qianxun's head, he approached her and then squatted down and pinched her chin, which was a wrinkled hand, and the fingers also had pale yellow calluses, rubbing against Shen Qianxun's delicate chin, the movements were light and obscene.

"Soldiers." He stood up and suddenly shouted loudly, as if the emperor wanted to reward the soldiers who had won the battle, "You have worked so hard all the way, so this woman ......"

Zuo Xiang paused and looked at Duan Xuan, his eyes were full of playfulness, and his voice was slightly excited.

"For your enjoyment."