The wedding of King Yong'an, the grand ceremony of the whole country, celebrates all over the world.

The inside and outside of the imperial city are full of joy, the Yong'an Palace is built into a color frame with silk and satin, and the big red happy word can be seen on its head. On the royal road from the palace gate to the Yong'an Palace, a red carpet is laid, and the lights on both sides of the royal road are colorful, and there is festivity everywhere.

Although the emperor did not approve of this marriage, he was truly fond of King Yong'an, and he was especially attentive to his marriage.

Xia Yuanhai was dismissed from his official position for murdering Chu Tiankuo and demoted to a commoner. The emperor read that Xia Wenxuan became his imperial daughter-in-law, exempted Xia Yuanhai from responsibility, and gave him a manor to let him live for a long time. The manor was in the Imperial City, very close to the Imperial Palace.

In this regard, Xia Yuanhai was angry and proud, thinking that he was extremely clever in this move. Relying on his daughter Xia Wenxuan, he can make a comeback.

Two days before the wedding, the grandmother in the palace specially came to the royal manor to teach Xia Wenxuan the boudoir and matters that need to be paid attention to.

agreed to this marriage, not Xia Wenxuan voluntarily, but her father begged hard to accept it. Of course, there is also a little selfishness, she is married to the royal brother of her sweetheart Chu Tiankuo. Since she has no hope of marrying Chu Tiankuo, as his younger brother and sister, she can at least see him from time to time.

Since the marriage was decided, she has been in a very low mood. Later, when I heard that the emperor had given Chu Tiankuo a marriage, I was even more sad. When the day of worship was approaching, there was no joy, but full of sorrow, and often tears wet the pillow towel late at night.

On the day of the wedding, the genius was bright, and Xia Wenxuan was dressed up by the bride under the supervision of Xia Yuanhai.

The wedding dress was worn with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the bun on the head was combed and shiny, full of beads, and the whole person looked suffocating.

Thin layers of snow fell all over the earth, and Xia Wenxuan's embroidered shoes stepped through the snow, leaving a string of footprints.

The bride took her hand and helped her onto the sedan chair.

Xia Wenxuan had a Xipa on her head, she couldn't see anything, listening to the joy and suona, tears slipped unconsciously.

The bright red Xipa can cover a thousand tears, but it can't cover the sadness of the heart.

The sedan chair to welcome relatives was blowing and blowing all the way, and the red joy dyed the whole imperial city.

Intense joy, uplifting, and intense red everywhere. The huge red palace gate was opened, and a mighty procession of relatives poured in.

The royal family's wedding dress is different from ordinary people's homes, the red wedding dress is cut from the most precious fabric, and the whole set of clothes is embroidered by the embroiderer with exquisite patterns. King Yong'an rode a tall horse, on horseback, his figure in a red wedding dress, looked energetic, handsome and extraordinary, and his eyes revealed a joyful atmosphere.

The gongs and drums walked noisily for a few hours, and finally stopped.

King Yongan stretched out his hand, took Xia Wenxuan out of the sedan chair, and carried her into the happy hall.

There were many guests in the happy hall, and King Yongan put Xia Wenxuan down and helped her to stand up.

Xia Wenxuan could only see the big red robe at the feet of King Yong'an, and heard him say softly: "Ai Concubine, first knock on the father and the queen mother." ”

She knelt down with King Yong'an, and the two said in unison: "I have seen my father and the queen mother." ”

"Flatten. Today is a day of great joy for you, and there is no need to be so polite. ”

Hey, it's not my aunt's voice? Xia Wenxuan listened to the noise of the hall, and her heart fell layer by layer. She really wanted to uncover the hippa and see, is my aunt here?

My aunt was relegated to the cold palace, she was clear. But today, King Yong'an is married, as his biological mother, the emperor will agree to let her come, right?

In fact, Xia Wenxuan wanted to see more if Chu Tiankuo came to drink the wedding wine. She really wanted to see for herself, how would he react? Is it true that they will smile and watch them get married?

An invisible force urged Xia Wenxuan, she ghostly tore off the Xipa on her head, and looked around with a pair of teary eyes.

At this glance, she saw her aunt sitting next to her.

The many days of cold palace life made Xia Xizhi a little emaciated. However, seeing the emperor's son King Yongan marry a wife and start a family, she was sincerely happy, and her eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

What made Xia Wenxuan sad was that Chu Tiankuo's figure was not found.

Xi Niang was frightened by Xia Wenxuan's demeanor, and hurriedly covered her with a hijab.

Queen Su Fan sneered: "What is this kid doing?" The bride can't lift the hippa by herself, it's unlucky! Hurry up and close the cover! ”

The emperor smiled and interrupted: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

When worshipping the church, every time she moved, Xia Wenxuan's heart hurt a little, and tears fell drop by drop, and Xipa covered her face with tears.

After worshipping heaven and earth in the midst of the noise, she was sent into the cave room.

In the Yong'an Palace, the red curtain of the marriage bed is half-hanging, and the red candles are lit. On a cold night, the dormitory is lit with charcoal fire, which is as warm as spring.

The candlesticks are lit with red candles, illuminating the inside of the dormitory as if it were day. A hint of sweet aroma permeates the room, with an alluring scent.

From getting up early to now, she has not eaten a drop of water, and although she is sad and can't eat, the feeling of thirst is extremely strong.

"Pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty." Although she has become the princess of Yong'an, she still has no princess shelf. Between the words, she was just Xia Wenxuan, and she didn't regard herself as a princess from her heart at all.

The palace maid next to him immediately responded: "Yes, princess." Then the slave and maid went and poured out water. ”

"Wait. You don't need to call me Princess, just call me Miss Xia in private. Xia Wenxuan hurriedly corrected the palace maid, and somehow, she felt that this princess, she heard it harshly, like something was knocking on her skull.

The palace maid looked panicked and whispered, "Princess, how can this be?" You have visited the prince, and you are already an upright princess. ”

"I tell you to call it whatever you want, and I will bear it if there is anything." Xia Wenxuan urged a little impatiently: "Go quickly." ”

"Yes, Miss Xia."

The water on the table in the dormitory is already cold, and it is impossible to drink it on such a cold day.

The maid had to go outside the dormitory to get hot boiling water.

When the palace maid went down, her thoughts boiled all the way. She always felt that this princess was weird. How can there be a princess who is not allowed to be called a princess? Could it be that the princess regretted visiting the church?

As soon as she left the door of the dormitory, she met a hot tea sent by a palace maid. In such a cold weather, she was excited that someone would automatically deliver what she needed. He took the kettle and walked into the dormitory.

"Miss Xia, the hot boiled water you asked for is here."

The efficiency is quite high, Xia Wenxuan is quite satisfied. took the tea handed over by the palace maid and drank three cups in succession.

After drinking the water, only a few moments later, she felt a little dizzy. It may be that I have been too tired recently, dizziness caused by lack of sleep, and I haven't eaten for a long time, and the whole person is a little paralyzed.

She tore off the Hippa herself, threw it into the corner, and walked towards the bed with a chaotic step.

The palace maid's face changed in fright, but she had to open her mouth to remind her: "Miss Xia, this red hijab is waiting for the prince to unveil it." You'd better close it first. ”

It is very unlucky for the bride to take off her red hijab herself. This palace maid silently thought in her heart, don't let anything happen.

As soon as Xia Wenxuan touched the happy bed, a strange heat rushed through her heart, and she was irritable for no reason: "Get out!" All out! I want to rest! ”

The palace maids in the dormitory had no choice but to retreat.

Xia Wenxuan suddenly felt that her mouth was dry, and after drinking the three glasses of water, her throat became even drier, as if something was blocked in her throat, and it seemed like she was so thirsty that she was about to smoke.

A cloud of heat developed in her lower abdomen, and the heat grew larger and larger, slowly seeming to envelop her whole body.

She felt her whole body start to burn, and her breathing was a little rapid.

She was shocked, what's wrong with me?

A soft, soft feeling struck her, and her face and body were flushed and red, and the heat on her body did not subside.

Her face was crimson, her eyes were a little misty, her heart was beating extremely hard, and she exhaled sharply. She was surprised to find that all she exhaled seemed to be heat. The heat in the lower abdomen has become a fire, and the whole body is hot.

She felt very hot on her body, and it seemed that her face, neck, and hands were cooler when they were exposed.

At this moment, she wanted Chu Tiankuo very much in her heart, and all that came to her mind was his figure.

The door was gently pushed open, and a figure flashed in.

In a daze, it seemed that he saw that the figure also poured tea and drank it.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, but the feeling of heat became more and more intense, and the breathing became more and more rapid.

"Xuanxuan, can I call you like that?" King Yong'an's affectionate eyes looked into her moist pupils.

"Yes...... OK. She nodded slightly.

A sense of shame came up, and my brain had become a mess of mud. Xia Wenxuan looked at Chu Tiankuo's handsome face and approached very closely, she stared at him, her eyes were full of spring water, and her lips were biting fiercely.

King Yong'an was throbbed by her hot gaze, and his body had already reacted, and he copied her with both hands and gently hugged her into his arms.

Her face was flushed, and she had a seductive beauty and feeling. She obediently lay in his arms and let him hold her.

"Xuanxuan. Do you know that I have been looking forward to this moment for a long time......" King Yong'an's eyes burned with fire and a desire to belong to the beast.

She smiled sheepishly, her white face flushed deeper, and pressed her face against his chest in embarrassment.

The longing face is in front of him, if he doesn't do it, he won't be a man.

He leaned over her, bowed his head and kissed her soft lips, entangled insolently.

The candle flame flickered.

She was overwhelmed, feeling longing, and her heart was full of endless love for him.

She called softly, "Chu Lang......"

King Yong'an was slightly stunned: "Call my name, Xuanxuan." ”

Her voice had turned into water: "The sky is wide ......"

"Xuanxuan, keep your eyes open and see who I am!" King Yong'an was on fire, and she didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly, she ripped open her neckline.

Fingers picked open the placket of her dress, down her smooth and delicate neck, all the way down.

Because it seemed that a cool breeze was blowing through her body, which made her irritable mood a little better.

Soon, she felt that her skin had been completely exposed to the cold air.

One by one, clothes were thrown to the ground.

The next day, wake up.

Xia Wenxuan found that the person lying next to her was not Chu Tiankuo, but King Yong'an, who worshiped with her. She bit her lip like a lightning strike, and tears of humiliation fell silently.

Obviously, the person she saw last night was Chu Tiankuo. Spend a good night with your beloved, indescribably sweet. How sweet last night was, how bitter it is now.

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

How so? A possibility flashed through her mind, she had been drugged. In the past, she had heard that there was a kind of aphrodisiac and medicine called Cheng Huan San, and after taking it, she would regard the other party as her beloved, and she would beg the other party to fornicate.

In this way, she was poisoned by Cheng Huan last night.

Is it the king of Yong'an? Xia Wenxuan denied this possibility. She's married to him, and there's no need for him to do that.

If it's not King Yong'an, it's very likely to be her father. Why? Why do you force her so much?

Heart, broken. She felt that her life had been ruined.

Suddenly, she hid her face and cried, which was a kind of crying that tried her best to suppress and didn't want to alarm others, and it was even more miserable and sad.

King Yong'an woke up in a whimper, very guilty: "Xuanxuan, isn't it painful?" Don't cry, it's me who is bad, I shouldn't have forced you last night. ”

She looked at him with teary eyes: "You forced me? ”

"You kept calling the name of the imperial brother last night, and I was stimulated for a moment before I ......" King Yong'an continued: "Father and the emperor have allowed the imperial brother to leave the palace, and he will never come back. You don't think about him anymore. I love you and I will be good to you in the future. ”

Scold! Knowing that she regarded him as Chu Tiankuo, he still forcibly possessed her. How dare she expect him to be nice to her?

She didn't like to stay in this palace in the first place, and she didn't have any love for him.

Dad forced her to marry King Yong'an, forced her to enter this oppressive palace, and even forced her to live in the cave room with King Yong'an.

She can't see Chu Tiankuo anymore, she is no longer innocent, and she is not qualified to love him anymore.

Her life has been bleak since then, and there is no hope.

She grabbed the hairpin from her head and aimed the sharp end at her white neck. With this stroke, she was sure that the blood would be splattered on the spot, and there would not be much pain.

At this moment, it is better for her to die than to live in pain.

"No!" King Yong'an discovered her intention to commit suicide and went out of his way to fight for her hairpin.

Xia Wenxuan was bent on death, clutching the hairpin and refusing to let go.

King Yong'an was afraid that she would do something stupid, so he tried his best to take the hairpin from her hand.

The two pulled and pulled, and Xia Wenxuan pushed him hard, pushing him to the corner of the eaves.

In an instant, sharp pain struck, and King Yong'an screamed, clutching the back of his bleeding head, wailing loudly, and rolling to the ground in pain.

When the palace people rushed into the dormitory when they heard the sound, they happened to catch a glimpse of Xia Wenxuan holding a hairpin and slashing it to her neck.

Blood, sticky, thick blood, gurgling and gurgling.

It was too late for them to stop it, and they watched Xia Wenxuan fall in a pool of blood.

"Quick! Passing on the imperial doctor, the prince still has breathing. ”

By the time the imperial doctor arrived, it was too late.

On the wedding couch, King Yong'an lay quietly, his face was bloodless, his lips were white, his eyes were closed, and he was no longer breathing.

The imperial doctor trembled and knelt on the ground, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, King Yong'an, he has lost his breath." ”

It was as if a knife had been plunged straight into his heart, and the pain in his heart was so severe that every minute of his nerves trembled.

He kicked the imperial doctor hard, and even used a bit of real power: "Quarry! The emperor is still alive! ”

Yesterday, it was still festive and jubilant, full of red silk and red carpets. Today, the bride and groom were both killed.

How so?

The emperor's face instantly aged several years.

He stared at the person on the couch whose breath had been broken, and he only felt that his heart was so painful, and his eyes were slightly astringent.

It's his fault! Xia Yuanhai should have been executed a long time ago, and he was beheaded. But he was so stupid that he agreed to let An'er marry Xia Yuanhai's daughter.

It was he who killed the emperor and died.

The pain of losing a child is heartbreaking.

It was as if a big hole had been dug out of my heart.

The heart hurts as if it has been cut by a knife blade. It was dull and couldn't make any sound, but it only felt it dripping blood.

His soul, as if taken away, the taste of heartbreak turned out to be like this.

"Spread my will, Xia Yuanhai deserves to die for the crime of murdering King Yong'an, and he will be immediately taken to the execution ground for execution. Slaughter all over the house! ”

Secretly sighing that the world is impermanent, Queen Su Fan looked at the emperor's grief-stricken figure, and ordered the palace people to retreat quietly.

No kind of words can comfort the emperor in the pain of losing his beloved son.

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Crowds of ordinary people surrounded the execution ground, most of them who were curious about the former prime minister Xia Yuanhai.

They crowded inside, noisy and shouting, and for a time the solemn execution ground was like a busy city.

Half an hour later, a group of officers and soldiers escorted a group of prisoners, and the procession came in a huge way.

The prisoner at the head is Xia Yuanhai, who is in a messy shape, with blank eyes, like an old man who has suffered for a long time.

The loss of love, the pain of a woman, the pain into the bone marrow.

His heart seemed to be torn into thousands of pieces, and the pieces were scattered in the air.

It is difficult to describe his grief in the right words. His heart hurts, it hurts.

"Repentance!"

He regretted it so much, hated himself so much, it was he who destroyed her daughter with his own hands. If he didn't force her to marry King Yong'an, their father and daughter could still rely on each other.

If he didn't ask someone to do something in the tea, his daughter Xia Wenxuan wouldn't want to kill herself.

It's him, it's his fault, and he's the one who causes all the evils.

He also fantasized that there would be a day when he would turn over, and it was over, it was all over.

He did not shed tears, for the tears were gone; He did not grieve, for the pain had worn away from his bones; He did not despair, because where there is hope, there is despair.

Xia Yuanhai was escorted to the execution table, and the torturer kicked him hard in the knee.

His heart was already like ashes, without any life, and he had to kneel down after stumbling.

The decree was to carry out the execution immediately, and before noon, the drum of the execution had already been beaten.

The noisy crowd of onlookers was silent for a moment.

Two burly executioners came up, one of them picked up one of Xia Yuanhai's hands, lifted him directly from the ground, and threw him onto the guillotine.

The people present vaguely seemed to smell a strong and cruel smell.

Xia Yuanhai was disheveled, kneeling there with a shrunken head, his head lowered, and his eyes stared at the ground with a dull gaze.

"Execution!"

The knife fell, and blood splattered.

With a 'bang', Xia Yuanhai's head and body had been separated.

"The next prisoner is here!"

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