The sharp nails lifted his chin, Chu Junxi had to raise his head and open his eyes, and there was a waiter carrying a bucket of water next to him, and there were crystal clear ice cubes floating in the water, and he could vaguely see the cold air on the water surface.

The salt of the white flower is poured into the water and quickly melts away.

Su Xueyao smiled contemptuously, "This palace wants to see how long you can last." ”

When the wound encountered the water with salt, it seemed that thousands of fine needles were scrambling to drill in, Chu Junxi couldn't help but scream, her body twitched violently, and the wound that had stopped bleeding began to bleed again under her violent struggle, and the bright red blood stained her clothes again.

The night was dark and dreary, the cold wind whined and swept by, the bare trunks and branches shook in the air like demons, and the cold breath flowed like water on the ground, eroding everything.

There was only one candle lit in the empty hall, and the faint light of the fire exuded warmth, but the room was too big, and this light was still to illuminate the whole room, let alone bring a trace of warmth to the people in the room.

The soaked clothes seemed to freeze in this cold night, and the body seemed to be wearing a layer of ice, and the cold continued to penetrate into the body through the clothes, Chu Junxi's limbs were as cold as the clothes on her body, but she didn't feel the clothes on her body, the wounds on her body had already solidified because of the cold air, and there were dried blood stains everywhere on her face, hands, clothes, and even on the ground around her. Chu Junxi fell to the ground motionless, like a dead corpse, but the slight rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.

The door of the temple was opened from the outside, and the attendants rushed in, and more than a dozen yarn lamps were lit up at the same time, and the hall was suddenly as bright as day.

One of them walked up to Chu Junxi, saw her motionless, reached under her snort, felt the faint breath and then relaxed, turned to a waiter behind him and said, "It's still alive." ”

The attendant nodded and went out, and after a while, two inner guards came in with a bucket of boiling bath water, put the barrel down and exited the hall.

The two of them worked together to take off Chu Junxi's clothes and throw her into the barrel. Warm water surrounded him, Chu Junxi slowly came to his senses, and looked at everything in front of him in puzzlement, several people had already lit the brazier in the house, and the red charcoal fire smoked the house warmly.

The frozen wound melted again because of the warm water, and the blood flowed out again, and the threads swam like snakes in the water.

Although it hurts, it is better than the ice clothes in a cold day, Chu Jun is puzzled, Su Xueyao is bent on putting himself to death, in such a cold winter, he will definitely not be able to survive tonight with an injury, "Why?" Chu Jun opened his mouth weakly.

A waiter who was waiting for her to take a bath said in a bad tone, "You are the concubine of the first emperor's funeral, how can you die like this." ”

Chu Jun closed his eyes and let them fiddle with him. I always felt that there was no freedom in the life I lived before, but now I know that I can't even decide to die, so I really have no freedom.

The morning light dewed, the sky gradually brightened, and the golden sun rose from the east, driving away the cold of the night little by little.

The sun shone on Chu Junxi's body lying on the ground, she opened her eyes slowly, the blood stains on the ground had already been cleaned up, and the clothes on her body had also been replaced with new ones, and the blood stains on her face should be wiped clean without looking at it, and the wound was still faintly painful, but except for weakness, she looked no different from ordinary people.

Su Xueyao stood condescending in the morning light, and her shadow covered half of Chu Junxi.

"Princess Ninghe looks good." Su Xueyao sat down on the pear blossom wood chair and drank the freshly brewed tea with an elegant demeanor.

"Let the concubine bother." Chu Junxi even evoked a smile.

Su Xueyao blinked contemptuously, no longer being angered by her words, she stood up with Shi Ran, "Since Princess Ninghe is so energetic, why don't we continue now." ”

In the same position as yesterday, the barely healed skin was separated again, and bright red blood gushed out in an instant.

In the same place, the wound was deeper than yesterday, and the pain on his body was several times worse than yesterday, Chu Jun gritted his teeth and didn't let himself moan.

Su Xueyao watched the bright red blood flowing out of her body, as if admiring a beautiful painting, and she smiled at the corner of her mouth, comfortable and leisurely. Just waved his hand when the blood flow stopped, and the waiter next to him stepped forward and rubbed Chu Junxi's wound, and suddenly more blood flowed out again.

Su Xueyao didn't use cold water today, Chu Jun sighed a little relieved, if it was just pain and bleeding, he could still bear it.

Yueniang hid behind the dark clouds looming, and the moonlight was hazy.

Tonight, Su Xueyao didn't send anyone to bathe Chu Junxi and make a charcoal fire. The cold breath surrounded Chu Junxi, she wrapped her arms around her hands, and constantly comforted herself, she didn't have a brazier in Luhua Palace when she was in Hou Yan before, and she survived one cold winter after another at that time, and now she can do it herself.

The night passed and it was day, Chu Junxi didn't know how long she could last, the cold knife would bloom yesterday's wound, she could even hear the sound of the knife cutting through the bones, she hadn't eaten for three days and had lost too much blood Chu Junxi didn't even have the strength to moan, she lay on the ground and was dying, her face was as white as paper.

"Can't hold on?" Su Xueyao shook her head in regret, took the knife on the side and pierced her arm without blinking, and then spun it, and Chu Junxi's screams resounded through the Pear Flower Courtyard.

The day's torture was finally over, and Chu Jun looked at his own blood on the ground, maybe he wouldn't be tortured like this when his blood dried up.

In the imperial study, the newly enthroned Son of Heaven sat on the table covered with a golden thread dragon ornament and reviewed the folds, his expression was solemn and had the majesty of the world. Behind him stood his personal guard, tall and burly, with sharp and bright eyes. The green smoke in the purple gold openwork smoker rose, and the imperial study was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

After reviewing the last recital, Yuan Yongyan's handsome face showed a trace of tiredness, he reached out and rubbed his temples, and suddenly thought of something, "Is she still alone in Guining Palace?" ”

Lin Jikuo has followed the emperor for many years, so he naturally knows who she is in his mouth, "Back to the emperor, Princess Ninghe was taken away by Concubine Su." ”

The first emperor died, and Concubine Su, who had an heir, is now Concubine Su.

Chu Jun regretted that Su Xueyao's years of hard work were in vain, and that woman naturally would not let her go easily, so when she heard that the person was taken away, Yuan Yongyan was not surprised, and said lightly, "When?" ”

"On the day you ascend the throne."

An invisible smile appeared on Yuan Yongyan's face, and he slowly got up, "This is anxious, swing the bell palace." ”

"The emperor has a lot of opportunities, how can he have time to come to the palace today?" Su Xueyao greeted the driver, saying flattering words on her lips, but her expression was obviously not like this.

"The concubine works hard for all things in the harem, and she has to take care of the princess who is kind, she really has a heart."

Su Xueyao smiled gracefully, he is responsible for the funeral, even if he is now the emperor, he has no right to interfere, even if the emperor wants to save the woman, he has to ask himself if he agrees, "The funeral is the responsibility of the palace, and the emperor doesn't need to worry about it." ”

"Funeral?" Yuan Yongyan seemed to hear this sentence for the first time.

"Gu Yu rules, the emperor died, and his concubine was martyred, the emperor won't even know this."

Yuan Yongyan nodded clearly, and then wondered, "Who is the concubine who is kind?" ”

Su Xueyao faintly realized something, she gritted her teeth and said, "Hou Yan's Ning and Princess Chu Jun cherish." ”

"As the concubine said, she is just a princess who is close to her, not a concubine."

Su Xueyao's pupils condensed into needles, "The emperor won't be excusing that foreign princess, right?" ”

Yuan Yongyan sat down on the right seat in the hall, and said unhurriedly, "If I am not wrong, when I arrived in Guyu with Princess Qin that day, it was Concubine Su who personally met her, and then sent her to Wancheng Hall to take care of her father. Although she is a princess who is kind, she is not married to her father. ”

"So, does the emperor mean that she is not the concubine of the first emperor and does not need to be buried?" Su Xueyao's hands were clenched into fists, as if she was trying her best to hide something.

"A princess who is close to her family is not a princess who can become the emperor's concubine after getting along with the emperor for a period of time, and the palace rules and etiquette system, Concubine Su, who has been in charge of the harem for many years, should know better than me."

Su Xueyao met Yuan Yongyan's sharp gaze without fear, "It's hard to beat the emperor, who plans to ignore Chang Lun and take Emperor Xian's woman as a concubine?" ”

Yuan Yongyan's gaze pierced into people's hearts as cold as ice cream, and he said word by word, "She is a princess who is close to her, and now, I am the emperor of Gu Yu." ”

The two faced each other, one leisurely and the other forbearing. The hall was so quiet that even the sound of their breathing could be heard.

The anger in her heart rolled from her chest all over her body, burning more and more, as long as there was a movement, it could spread quickly, the corners of Su Xueyao's eyes were red, she was trying her best to endure it, after half a sound, she suddenly laughed, in this cold winter like the warm sun of spring, it makes people comfortable, "What the emperor said also makes sense, it is that the palace is too eager, in this case, the emperor will bring people back." ”