The scorching sun was in the sky, and the heat wave swept the earth. Even the imperial study room, which was under the shade of thick shade, could not resist the invasion of the high temperature. The little eunuch kept fanning before the imperial case. It was refreshing, but Chu Sanghuai suddenly threw the pen away, leaving behind a red dot all over the table after a slap. The largest piece was soaked in the memorial that he had just approved, shocking like blood.
The little eunuch didn't dare to speak, so he bent down to pick up the pen tremblingly. Just at this moment, Zhang Yin, the commander of the Imperial Guard, came to see him. Enter the door.
"I beg your Majesty's holy peace."
"Pingshen." Chu Sanghuai was irritable, and his tone was impatient, "You'd better report something important to me."
Zhang Yin has been by Chu Sanghuai's side for a long time, and he understands his moody temperament and is not afraid. He bent down slightly and replied steadily, "Your Majesty, Huaixin went to Liuguang Palace last night."
A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Chu Sanghuai's expression immediately became calm, and he sat up straight and asked, "What's the gain?"
"Going back to the emperor, I heard Ye Huaixin's tone that he wanted to save Princess Lan from going out. Princess Lan didn't agree, because she was afraid that she would bring disaster to the Ye family after she left, so the two started quarreling, and it seemed that the quarrel was still very loud. Great, finally Princess Lan compromised and made an appointment with him to escape from the palace when you go to sacrifice to heaven."
Chu Sanghuai narrowed his eyes suddenly, bloodthirsty killing intent burst out in his heart.
Ye Huaiyang, you are really playing tricks with me. It is all fake to want to be a queen and step on the Wang family's head. You have no intention of handing over your widow, and I was deceived by you!
In an instant, there was another screeching noise. The enamel brush washer and the inlaid Baocheng clay inkstone were all smashed to the ground and smashed into pieces. Zhang Yin seemed to be used to such a scene, and stood still with his head bowed, waiting for Chu Sang. Huai spoke.
"Did they find out that you were listening?"
Zhang Yin shook his head: "No, neither of them knows martial arts, and they don't even know that the humble job is outside."
Hearing this, Chu Sanghuai's anger subsided a little, and a dim light flashed in his sinister eyes, as if something was brewing, and after a while, he heard him laugh loudly.
"The more she wants to run, the more I have to block the road to see where she can run."
When Zhang Yin heard this, he knew that Chu Sanghuai was going to play this cat-and-mouse game in person, and he had nothing to do with him, so he bowed and retire.
Three days later, it was finally time to make sacrifices to the heavens. Qu Fang woke up early in the morning. On the surface, he was still serving Ye Huaiyang step by step, but secretly he had already started to prepare, just waiting for Chu Sang. When Huai left the palace, she handed her over to the person who came to pick her up. As long as she could leave the palace smoothly, everything would be fine. Ye Huaixin outside had already made arrangements, and she would definitely be able to take her out of the capital.
Just as she was intensively preparing, an imperial decree suddenly came, and she appointed Princess Lan to follow the holy ride to worship the sky, praying for the people of Shu and King Lan.
how so!
Before she could recover from the shock and despair, Ye Huaiyang had already accepted the imperial decree calmly, and then went back to the room to change. Although there was no expression on her face, she could see that she was suppressing the fluctuations in her heart, and she regained her senses. He followed him into the house, and just after closing the door, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Princess, you put on my human skin. Mask. Go quickly from the window!"
Ye Huaiyang bent over to help her up, her delicate face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, even though the cold waves were surging wildly, the surface was still very calm, Qu Fang saw her appearance and her heart sank, and then she heard She said, "I don't need my aunt. There is still a chance in the future. I'll just go with him today."
"Princess, don't miss this opportunity, don't lose it again!"
Qu Fang wanted to persuade each other with death, but Ye Huaiyang turned around decisively, stretched her arms to shoulders, raised her chin slightly, then closed her eyes and said, "Auntie, change my clothes for me."
No persuasion.
Qu Fang shook her hands and picked up the fragrant nine python palace dress. The gold thread embroidered on it was very dazzling. She stared at it blankly, and a light flashed in her mind. Maybe Chu Sanghuai knew that Ye Huaiyang was going to escape and did this on purpose!
This realization made her even more desperate, and her hands trembled even more. She could hardly put on her sleeves for Ye Huaiyang. Ye Huaiyang put her hands in by herself, then turned around and smiled faintly at her, saying: "Don't be afraid, Auntie."
How could she not be afraid? To this day, Ye Huaiyang is still comforting her!
Qu Fang almost burst into tears, and before she could speak, the eunuch's urging voice came from outside: "Princess, please hurry up, it would be bad if you miss the auspicious time of offering sacrifices to heaven."
"This princess needs you to remind me? Don't quit!"
Ye Huaiyang turned his head and scolded outside the door, the hunched shadow instantly faded from the window screen, and he snorted faintly, the high-pitched voice piercing the whole body uncomfortably. Qu Fang was both angry and hated, but she couldn't do anything about him, her heart was in chaos, Ye Huaiyang didn't say more after seeing this, and she gathered up her clothes.
After half the incense stick, Ye Huaiyang boarded the carriage to Zhuolutai while everyone was watching.
Zhuolutai is located on a mountain ten miles outside the capital city. It was built for worshiping the sky. It has a history of a hundred years. From a distance, it looks like a huge white jade spread among the mountains. With the sound of the Buddha that seems to be absent, it seems that all suffering can be saved here.
Chu Sanghuai and the queen took the lead to set foot on the long steps, followed by the royal family and the civil and military officials. It was very strange that Ye Huaiyang was alone in the middle. Coupled with the recent rumors of the court, she attracted a lot of people. The strange eyes, she regarded as invisible, silently burying her head and crawling.
She finally boarded the Zhuolu Terrace, she was sweating on her back. She was pregnant, and her physical strength was not much worse than before. Just as she was secretly adjusting her breath, she suddenly felt a chill on the top of her head. She raised her eyes and looked at Chu Sang. Huaizheng looked down at her from a height, his eyes were cold, as if she was not a living person, but a prey waiting to be killed.
Then Chu Sanghuai withdrew his gaze, raised the incense and knelt in front of the tablet, his deep voice clearly entering everyone's ears: "The ancestors of the emperor are on the top, today's Shu is in trouble, the city and the wild are withered, and the people are destroyed. , I am uneasy in the past night, but the personnel and affairs have been exhausted, and the disaster has not improved, so I came here to ask the gods and the ancestors of Great Chu for the protection of the ancestors.
After finishing speaking, the civil and military officials followed and prostrated to the ground, sang their praises, and paid homage to the sky.
Ye Huaiyang looked up from the crowd, and suddenly saw the queen in front of her turning her head, a strange smile appeared on her lips, both mocking and mocking, more of a kind of pity for the weak, Ye Huaiyang's heart rang in an instant.
Not right!
She abruptly looked away and swept the surroundings, only to realize the abruptness—the sacrificial utensils, incense and candles on the altar were piled up like a mountain, what happened to the sacrifices alone
An extremely terrifying thought popped up, and before she could think about it, two soldiers had already walked over to hold her arm, and then heard Chu Sanghuai say slowly, "Invite the princess to the altar."
Ye Huaiyang instantly understood that he was going to sacrifice her!
All the officials in the audience were a little nervous. It is only in ancient mythology to sacrifice a living person to the sky. It is really terrifying now. Yue Ting, who was in the forefront, said without hesitation: "I have never had this before in my dynasty. Such a precedent, please think twice!"
The poor disciples behind were shocked and even angry because of it. The noble family that was close to the Ye family also began to intercede for Ye Huaiyang. The voices came one after another, and Chu Sanghuai seemed to have expected this to happen. , but completely ignored it, so the soldiers became more and more ruthless, dragging Ye Huaiyang to the altar.
"Let go of me! I'll go by myself!"
Ye Huaiyang raised his sleeves abruptly, not anger and self-righteousness, that momentum made the soldiers startled, and the strength of their hands was unwittingly released. She raised her head slightly, and her eyes met Chu Sanghuai in the air, never showing the slightest fear.
"Chu Sanghuai, you are too pushy."
After saying that, Ye Huaiyang took out a dagger and put it on the queen's neck like lightning. Chu Sanghuai's expression changed instantly, and the surrounding imperial army also surrounded him, only to hear a few swooshes, all the swords were unsheathed. Xue Ren pointed directly at Ye Huaiyang's eyebrows, but the next moment there was a bloodstain on the queen's neck, she screamed in shock, and the forbidden army did not dare to come closer.
"It's a pity that there is no word in my dictionary, so why don't you come and have a taste of what it's like to be coerced."
Ye Huaiyang smiled softly, unsteady as ordinary people, as if she was used to this kind of scene, Chu Sanghuai's face became even more ugly, but because the queen was in her hands, she could only grit her teeth and say: "Let go of the queen, I leave you with a whole body."
"You are a father-killer and usurper, what qualifications do you have to deal with me?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed, Chu Sanghuai was even more shocked and angry, the flames burning in her eyes almost swallowed Ye Huaiyang, but she just hooked her lips and continued to tell the truth in a loud voice.
"Six years ago, you poisoned the late emperor and forced Concubine Chen to death, and then sent killers to hunt down the prince who came back for mourning along the way. He was seriously injured and had to live in seclusion in the north. Later, he saw that the people were struggling to survive because of the heavy labor in various places, so he decided to return to the dynasty. I want to seek the well-being of the common people. Unexpectedly, you are pressing me every step of the way. First, I let the killer of the Bai family attack us, and several times I sent him to a dangerous place to kill him with a knife, and now I have to sacrifice me. Just ask, what did our couple do wrong to be so brutally murdered by you!"
The words were sonorous and loud, and many ministers fell into shock.
Although there have been rumors of this kind outside, it is a different feeling to say it from the mouth of Princess Lan. Besides, the emperor has imprisoned her in the palace recently, and now he wants to burn her alive. There is no reason for this. Maybe what she said is true, and people don't need to endure anything when they are about to die.
Chu Sanghuai's face was extremely gloomy, and his body exuded murderous aura, which made him feel cold.
Acting, from the beginning to the end, was acting. She avoided Chu Jinglan's real purpose of returning to the DPRK, set him off to be impartial and selfless, and deliberately pretended to be grief-stricken with pear flowers and rain, all for those present. The ministers saw that she was still paving the way for Chu Jinglan to the death!
very good.
Chu Sanghuai's eyes flashed fiercely, and then she turned her head to look at Zhang Yin, Zhang Yin understood, and quickly led someone to rush up, the bright long sword was inserted straight into Ye Huaiyang's chest, she reacted very quickly, and dragged the queen up quickly She stood in front of her, only to hear a puff, a big blood flower bloomed, the empress' pale and twisted face reflected on the bright blade, she looked at her chest slowly, then looked up at Chu Sanghuai, His eyes were wide open, almost protruding from his eye sockets, as if he couldn't believe it.
He didn't care about her safety at all...
In the next second, she slammed to the ground, blood seeping out of her clothes, all the way down the long white stone steps, winding to every corner like a fan-shaped waterfall, and screams suddenly came from the crowd.
Chu Sanghuai was completely out of control, and without even looking at the queen's body, he roared wildly, "Kill her for me!"
The forbidden army rushed up, and the person who rushed in the front slammed his sword out, Ye Huaiyang stepped back a few steps, only to see a silver light passing by, cutting off a few blue threads, and falling into the ground in a blink of an eye. into the white valley.
After the cliff, there is no way out.
At this time, Chu Sanghuai actually had a cruel pleasure, wanting to see which way this little white rabbit who could only bite would choose to die, so he walked to Ye Huaiyang and smiled insidiously: "Do you want me to slash your flesh with a knife, or do you want to break your brain beyond recognition?"
Ye Huaiyang stood alone in the wind, and the clothes were blown to the sound of hunting, like a white tan, in full bloom in Linyuan.
"It's death both horizontally and vertically. You care how I die? You just need to remember that one day my husband and eldest brother will join hands to avenge me, and together with the late emperor and concubine Chen, they will teach you to repay your debts with blood!"
Her voice was clear and high-pitched, and the people in the audience could hear it clearly. Seeing this, Chu Sanghuai became more and more annoyed. He pulled out the sword of the guard beside him with his backhand and slashed at her with a wave, but she fell backwards. , the kite, whose body seemed to be broken, plummeted toward the valley, Chu Sanghuai rushed forward but didn't catch anything. In the mist, only the cold and decisive smile was deeply imprinted on it. his eyes.
The author has something to say: Hmph, don't dive in this chapter, or be careful with me (～￣▽￣)~