The cell door slammed open.

An official came in and looked at the woman who was leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground.

She was thinly dressed, and although her face was pale, there was still a look of fortitude between her eyebrows.

Since the death of her master, she has always been responsible for the health of the harem concubines, princes and princesses in the palace. Although he is in a high position, he has always been cold and lonely, and there are not so many flowery intestines.

If it is said that she killed the proton of the Chu State, the officials will not believe it.

Either they were framed, or they were hidden too deeply.

"Bhagava, tomorrow you will be beheaded, do you have anything to say before you die?"

"What if I say I want justice?"

Wu Ya was silent for a long time before replying: "If you want to meet Your Majesty, Wu Ya can't do anything. But if you can tell who instructed me, I can go and intercede with Your Majesty, and leave you with a whole corpse. Or, is there something you need me to do for you?"

Bo Jia sneered: "Lord Wu is so merciful, since I killed Chu Proton and destroyed the connection between Qi and Chu, what qualifications do you have to take care of the aftermath for me?" I'm afraid Your Majesty will want to hang my body at the city gate as an example. ”

Wuya looked at Bhagavad, who was extremely disappointed at this time, and said, "This ...... Your Majesty is afraid that not, after all, you and your master have contributed a lot to Daqi. ”

"A lot of effort?" Bogah smiled.

"In the first year of the Apocalypse, my master picked up the current majesty in the midst of corpses, the crown prince at that time, and walked with him on his back for three days and three nights before returning to the capital of Qi Kingdom."

"In the fifth year of the Apocalypse, my master ignored the opposition of the first emperor at that time, went alone to the chaotic army, and rescued His Majesty with his own kung fu."

"In the eighth year of the Apocalypse, for the safety of His Majesty and the Empress's little prince at that time, my master exchanged his own children with the Empress on the way back from Nanchu, and as a result, Master's only son-in-law was killed by the assassin."

"After Your Majesty succeeded to the throne, five years after Zhenhui, Master summoned me from Xiaoyao Mountain to the palace, and my only last words were to take over him to protect the health of Your Majesty and the princes and princesses."

"In the seventh year of Zhenhui, the prince got an epidemic, and I took it personally, tried the medicine myself, and it took almost half my life to save the prince."

She stopped, her eyes looked directly at Wu Ya like a blade: "Just based on the words of Chu Guo and the words of a few eunuchs, all my efforts have been wiped out." Is there justice in this world? If I say my last words, I would like to ask Your Majesty, ask yourself, is he worthy of our Xiaoyao Pavilion, is he worthy of my master? Could it be that leaving me with my whole body is the greatest mercy to me? ”

The woman's words were so harsh that Wu Ya couldn't answer them for a while.

If Wu Ya suspected that Bo Jia was a spy sent by the enemy country to provoke the war between Qi and Chu, then at this moment he completely believed it.

In this matter, there must be someone behind the scenes, and Bhagavad should be the scapegoat.

However, looking at His Majesty's appearance, it seems that no matter what the truth is, Bhagavad's sin is a sure thing. Because Nan Chu wanted Qi Guo to give an explanation, he immediately executed her.

It's just that after hearing this, he also felt very unbearable in his heart.

"If you really think about Your Majesty and the people of Daqi, even if you die unjustly, it is for the sake of the country. Presumably, Your Majesty and the people of Daqi will remember you. ”

Bocca raised his head, looked at the top of the prison and said, "Do you think that the death of me alone can make Nan Chu stop the idea of attacking the Qi Kingdom?" Lord Wu, don't you think about it, such a country, such a monarch, is still worthy of your service? ”

Wu Ya groaned: "At least for now, I don't want to betray Your Majesty. ”

She looked at the back of Uya leaving, ready to calmly accept the coming ending.