In the scorching summer, the flames are on the head, and the sun in the past two days seems to be particularly scorching, as if it is about to roast people.

After a battle to force the palace, there seemed to be a faint smell of blood wafting in the air, and the people closed their doors one after another, not daring to go out.

The blood-stained palace has been extensively cleaned, but it is still as magnificent as ever.

At this time, a celebratory feast was being held in the palace.

Compared with the celebratory palace banquets, the desolate cold palace is like a forgotten place, which is incompatible with the celebratory atmosphere of the entire palace.

"The Queen Mother has arrived!"

With a loud shout, the cold palace ushered in a distinguished guest.

The two eunuchs guarding the gate of the cold palace were shocked, why did the queen mother come?!

Under the hug, the newly canonized queen Mu Ziqing walked over dignified and luxurious with the support of her personal maid Qingling.

Mu Ziqing's appearance is delicate, coupled with today's exquisite makeup, wearing a phoenix crown, wearing a phoenix robe that can only be worn by a queen, mainly red, supplemented by gold threads, and her noble temperament is like a natural one.

She is the daughter of Nanmuhou Mansion, and she is the emperor's new favorite, the newly canonized queen, the mother of the world, the orthodox phoenix clothes with three layers inside and three layers outside, under this hot sun, I don't know why she doesn't feel hot?

"Open the door, Hongu is going to see Hongu's sister. Mu Ziqing waved her hand nobly and ordered, and looked at the gate of the cold palace with a sneer, sister, I have endured it for so many years, and today we will count the new and old hatreds together.

As soon as she pushed open the door of the cold palace, a strong stench came to her face, Mu Ziqing frowned fiercely, raised her hand to hide her face, and Qingling, who was holding her, almost gagged.

In the corner of the table inside, there was a motionless figure, unkempt, covered in blood, unclothed, and the closer it was, the stronger the rancid smell became.

The person seemed to be dead, but Mu Ziqing knew that she was not dead.

The blood on the ground has already coagulated, and what is even more shocking is that she has both hands, only arms, no palms, and a pair of palms has been cut off alive, which makes people look at it, and the cold hair is terrifying.

Looking at Mu Qianyan who was slumped on the corner of the table like a puddle of mud in front of her, Mu Ziqing wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, showing a happy and hideous smile out of all the grievances and forbearance she had suffered over the years, "Sister, I haven't come to see you for the past two days, how are you doing?"

Mu Qianyan heard her voice, moved slightly, raised her head, and saw her face clearly, if it weren't for Mu Ziqing's heart being filled with hatred and pleasure at this time, she would definitely not be able to help but spit it out.

The hair was sticking to her face indiscriminately, and her eyes were slightly squinted, not that she wanted to squint, but she couldn't open them at all, and the traces of blood and tears under the corners of her eyes made the face look even more bloody and blurry, and half of her face was already festering...

Today's Mu Qianyan, where can you still see the slightest demeanor of the first beauty in Kyoto in the past?

Mu Ziqing condescendingly looked at her and was even happier, "Sister, I have two good news to tell you, do you want to hear it?"

Mu Qianyan was speechless, her throat had been cut by Mu Ziqing, and she became the miserable appearance she is now, thanks to the sister who stood in front of her to show off her might.

Looking at Mu Qianyan, whose face was distorted and blood and tears were once again horizontal, Mu Ziqing smiled and called a pure and harmless, "Sister, your lover has been executed by the emperor today, do you know how he died? ”

What? Zichen is dead?

Mu Qianyan suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, stretched out her two arms without palms, waved them indiscriminately, and let out a "Ah... Ahhh Ah......h

"Sister, are you distressed?" Mu Ziqing couldn't close her mouth with a smile, the more painful Mu Qianyan was, the happier she became.

Qin Hanyu, has your conscience been eaten by dogs? How can you kill Zichen? Zichen regards you as a brother, and has advised you for so many years, he is such a dusty person like an immortal, sweeping obstacles for you, and his hands are covered with blood, how can you not even trust him?

There is innocence between her and Zichen.

Qin Hanyu, her husband, once ascended the throne as the emperor, but she became a sinner and was beaten into the cold palace, and the concubine in front of her replaced her as the most noble woman in the world, the mother of the world!

Mu Qianyan was in tears of blood, and now that life is worse than death, she knows that her life is just a bleak and sad joke.

"Sister, don't worry, I haven't finished yet. ”

As if feeling that Mu Qianyan's grief was not enough, Mu Ziqing said with a laugh again, "It's not only your lover who died today, but also Nanmuhou Mansion, who is all over the house." ”

In the last four words of 'full door copying', Mu Ziqing deliberately slowed down the speed of speech and pronounced the words clearly.

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt exploded in Mu Qianyan's brain, and her brain and eardrums seemed to be oozing blood, and she thought she had heard it wrong?

"Sister, do you want to ask me why?" Mu Ziqing looked very understanding and understood what she wanted to say.

"Because these are what you owe me, and the Mu family owes me!"

Mu Ziqing suddenly became hideous, vicious and hideous, and slapped Mu Qianyan's fleshy face with all her might.

"We are both the daughters of the Hou Mansion, in terms of appearance and talent, I don't lose to you, why can you suppress me plainly? Father loves you and defends you everywhere, obviously I am also his daughter, but he is partial to me to the extreme, this is what the Mu family owes me, owes my mother, no wonder I am ruthless. Mu Ziqing said as she wiped her slender white fingers with a silk handkerchief, and slapped Mu Qianyan just now, dirtying her hands.

Mu Qianyan listened, and couldn't do anything except scream wildly.

"Oh, that's right!" Mu Ziqing seemed to think that it was not enough, "I might as well tell you, do you know why your mother died in childbirth back then? Because she blocked my mother's way, just like you blocked my way, so there will be today's end, why do you think the emperor would marry you, an innocent and corrupt woman?"

Listening to the crying and screaming, Mu Qianyan was heartbroken, it was Yao's ...... It turned out that Yao had killed her mother?

Why did Qin Hanyu marry her, an innocent and corrupt woman?

Because she is the concubine of the Hou Mansion, because her father has the military power of 100,000 Zhennan Army in his hands!

With such a simple truth, why did she not wake up until she was so close to life today?

Hate, she hates it so much, hates why she didn't see the faces of Mu Ziqing and Qin Hanyu earlier, she can't tear Mu Ziqing apart, and she can't wait to break her body into pieces.

Mu Ziqing wiped her fingers clean and threw the blood-stained silk handkerchief into her face, "Sister, you don't have to be sad, have you forgotten? ”

"Come on, bring that sick child over. Mu Ziqing beckoned and asked Qingling to go outside the door and pick up a baby who was still in swaddling clothes.

Mu Qianyan was taken aback, and Jin'er ...... Her Jin'er, Mu Ziqing, what are you going to do?

"Sister, do you know why your son was born sick? Sister, do you remember the tonic soup that the emperor fed you every day? ”

Mu Qianyan's hoarse cry was as ugly as an old woman, and her stump arm with a missing palm was clapping, trying to see clearly, but there was only a bloody patch in front of her.

It was him, it turned out that Qin Hanyu poisoned her, and her child would be weak and sick from birth.

She loved Qin Hanyu so much, she believed him so much, he actually poisoned her, he had long suspected that she was having an affair with Zichen?

"Sister, the emperor has ordered that this sick child and sister you should be executed, I think my sister must miss her son very much, right? So I specially begged the emperor to bring him to meet my sister, so that your mother and son can be reunited, there is a companion on the Huangquan Road, and my sister doesn't have to thank me too much." ”

The baby who was sleeping soundly cried after Mu Ziqing pinched it hard.

"Ahh Yes... Child... Ah...... "Mu Qianyan struggled and lay on the ground, Mu Ziqing, please... Spare my child......

'Bang Bang Bang' head slammed on the ground, and after a few bangs, Mu Qianyan was bleeding from his forehead, and that face looked even more disgusting.

"Sister wants to beg me to let him go?" There has never been a time when Mu Ziqing feels more comfortable and relieved than now.

kicked Mu Qianyan away mercilessly, and Mu Ziqing ordered again, "Come on, bring it in." ”

I saw that the four guards worked together and carried a large oil pot in, and inside was a pot of boiling oil and water.

"Sister, listen up. ”

Mu Qianyan couldn't see clearly, and after hearing a cry, she smelled a burning smell, and the sound of frying filled her ears like a magic sound.

"Ahh

"Slut! actually soiled the clothes of this palace!" Mu Ziqing scolded in disgust, and the blood that Mu Qianyan spat out splashed on the corner of her dress.

"What are you still doing?" Mu Ziqing turned his head and scolded the four guards who were carrying the oil pot.

The guards were startled, even though they couldn't bear it, they still pushed the oil pot against Mu Qianyan.

Oil and water splashed on Mu Qianyan's body, and the smell of burnt skin and flesh poured into her mouth and nose, and the pain of digging her heart had already numbed her.

Before Mu Qianyan died, there was only monstrous hatred left, like a fierce ghost and resentment flooding her corpse.

She doesn't blink an eye, Mu Ziqing, Qin Hanyu, if there is an afterlife, even if you turn into a powerful ghost, you will be dragged into hell.