"My lord, three quarters have passed." The next official said in a low voice.
Lin Sizheng nods his head, pierces Xuanji with a knife-like gaze, and says, "Come here, put the prisoner on the guillotine bed!"
Several banned soldiers approached, and Madam Duan held the whip tightly in her hand, but just stood in front of Xuanji to protect her.
Duan Yuhuan was the commander of the tens of thousands of the Imperial Army. When those people saw Mrs. Duan, their faces were sullen. Lin Sizheng frowned, "Trash!"
"Is it the emperor's order or this woman?" A cold snort came out of his mouth.
More than a dozen imperial guards stepped forward immediately, and one of them whispered: "Madam, offended!"
"Jingying, let go." Xuanji shook her head, her lips were split open, Madam Duan was in great pain, and suddenly hugged her and cried, "Unless I die, no one can touch you."
Xuanji could not stand still, borrowed her strength to stand, shook her head at her, and stared at the entrance of the execution ground.
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Duan's heart was about to bleed, and the shouts of the surrounding people became more and more intense.
Lin Sizheng was furious, and with a wave of his hand, several forbidden legions surrounded the two women. Xuanji suddenly said, "Yuhuan is here?"
"He's in the palace—" Madam Duan turned to look.
Xuanji gritted her teeth and pushed her towards the nearest forbidden soldier. Mrs. Duan was shocked, and Xuanji had already walked quickly to the guillotine bed.
"No!" Madam Duan hissed and cried.
The figures were staggered, and Xuanji was surrounded by many.
"Jingying, I'm actually scared too, very scared," she said in a low voice, and with trembling hands, she reached into her dress, took out something and pinched it in her hand. Fei Li entangled, but he was not found.
The two imperial guards saw their hands touch her shoulders, and with a "single" sound, something burst through the air, and the two fell to the ground immediately. Lin Si was taken aback.
At the entrance of the execution ground, the voice is clear.
"The emperor and the queen are here."
The bright yellow embroidered top flashes, all the people kneel on the ground, long live the mountain.
The two cavalry took the lead, and the horses stepped into the execution ground. The two jumped off their horses. One of them walked over quickly, and the conscripts saluted. The man nodded and walked straight to Xuanji.
Xuanji knew that it was this man who did it just now, and said, "Yuhuan, go and see Jingying."
Mrs. Duan had already come over and stood in front of Xuanji, Duan Yuhuan sighed slightly, and stretched out his arms to embrace his wife.
The guards of honor, the guards, and Xu Xi in front of the carriage.
With cold eyes projected over, Xuanji smiled wryly, bowing her head as if she hadn't seen another person on horseback - Qingfeng.
She didn't seem to be aware of what happened later, her body was supported by a will, and a thought in her mind was that he was here.
He is here after all!