Dressed in bright yellow and breezy clothes that resemble those of a dragon and a phoenix, Duan Yuhua's graceful and luxurious face adds a bit of nobility.

Duan Yuhu came to the door of the palace, raised his head and went up. A piece of human skin about ten inches in size was hung on the plaque. The human head was placed directly in the middle of the upper beam edge of the plaque. The head was disheveled and dripping with blood.

Up to this moment, blood was still dripping onto the ground.

Some maids turned away in fear, and even covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming in fear.

Duan Yuhua stood below, with blood stains in front of his feet. Since the face of the human head was covered, Duan Yuhua could not see the face of the human head clearly from below.

"You guys get a ladder and take off the human head!" Grandma Zhang ordered the guards around her. The guards quickly got the ladder, went up a few steps, and took off the heads and skins hanging on the plaque.

Come down.

Grandma Zhang then ordered a few maids and her father-in-law to clean the floor at the entrance of the palace and the plaque. Then, following Duan Yuhua's instructions, she had someone put the human head and human skin obituary notice on the big coffee table.

"You guys have done a good job with that hair, but I want to see who is so interested in hanging a human head on the plaque of my palace gate?" Duan Yuhua's strong words gave people a sense of oppression.

The guard on one side carefully separated the loose hair of the head from the ears on both sides with both hands. With this parting, the terrifying face of the head was revealed in front of everyone. The guard who was distributing it jumped ten feet away in shock, and fell to the point of collapse.

on the ground.

Isn't this Duke Duan? How could he die in such a panic?

The moment Duan Yuhua saw his father's head, Duan Yuhua did not stop. His body became weak for a moment and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Nanny Zhang had quick eyes and quick hands and supported him.

"Father! -" How is this possible? This is her father, a father protected by many masters, and also a father with certain martial arts skills. What is going on?

She didn't get any news before, but her father's head was hung bloody on the plaque on the door of her palace. The human skin obituary was covered in blood, and the fonts were blurred, but now if you look carefully, you can think about the details.

The crossed out words can still be seen clearly. This is an obituary for her father.

The old Duke of Yujin Tangtang was killed silently, his head was cruelly cut off, and his head was hung on the plaque of his daughter's palace gate.

Could this piece of human skin be plucked from her father's body?

Duan Yuhua was shrouded in grief for a moment. The queen, who had always been strong and cold, suddenly became much older, with a miserable and depressed look on her face, "Father! --- Wuwu... Why did you die so miserably! Who is so cruel?

Those people have harmed you like this, and even your body has not been left intact."

Duan Yuhua was in great grief for a moment, looking haggard, even on the verge of collapse. Aunt Zhang was also in tears. However, she was relatively old. Although she was not old and stupid, she was still a good person. She also saw a lot of human relationships, life and death, and separation.

She still couldn't help but shed a few tears in her old eyes.

"Your Majesty, you can't collapse now. You must be strong. No one from the Duan family has come to report the death of old Duke Duan. I'm afraid Mr. Duan Yun in Duke Duan's palace doesn't know about it yet. Your Majesty will inform you first today.

After Mr. Duan Ziyun entered the palace to discuss the murder of his old prince, he was dressed in bright yellow and lively clothes, and Duan Yuhua's graceful and noble face added an aura of nobility.

Duan Yuhu came to the door of the palace, raised his head and went up. A piece of human skin about ten inches in size was hung on the plaque. The human head was placed directly in the middle of the upper beam edge of the plaque. The head was disheveled and dripping with blood.

Up to this moment, blood was still dripping onto the ground.

Some maids turned away in fear, and even covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming in fear.

Duan Yuhua stood below, with blood stains in front of his feet. Since the face of the human head was covered, Duan Yuhua could not see the face of the human head clearly from below.

"You guys get a ladder and take off the human head!" Grandma Zhang ordered the guards around her. The guards quickly got the ladder, went up a few steps, and took off the heads and skins hanging on the plaque.

Come down.

Grandma Zhang then ordered a few maids and her father-in-law to clean the floor at the entrance of the palace and the plaque. Then, following Duan Yuhua's instructions, she had someone put the human head and human skin obituary notice on the big coffee table.

"You guys have done a good job with that hair, but I want to see who is so interested in hanging a human head on the plaque of my palace gate?" Duan Yuhua's strong words gave people a sense of oppression.

The guard on one side carefully separated the loose hair of the head from the ears on both sides with both hands. With this parting, the terrifying face of the head was revealed in front of everyone. The guard who was distributing it jumped ten feet away in shock, and fell to the point of collapse.

on the ground.

Isn't this Duke Duan? How could he die in such a panic?

The moment Duan Yuhua saw his father's head, Duan Yuhua did not stop. His body became weak for a moment and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Nanny Zhang had quick eyes and quick hands and supported him.

"Father! -" How is this possible? This is her father, a father protected by many masters, and also a father with certain martial arts skills. What is going on?

She didn't get any news before, but her father's head was hung bloody on the plaque on the door of her palace. The human skin obituary was covered in blood, and the fonts were blurred, but now if you look carefully, you can think about the details.

The crossed out words can still be seen clearly. This is an obituary for her father.

The old Duke of Yujin Tangtang was killed silently, his head was cruelly cut off, and his head was hung on the plaque of his daughter's palace gate.

Could this piece of human skin be plucked from her father's body?

Duan Yuhua was shrouded in grief for a moment. The queen, who had always been strong and cold, suddenly became much older, with a miserable and depressed look on her face, "Father! --- Wuwu... Why did you die so miserably! Who is so cruel?

Those people have harmed you like this, and even your body has not been left intact."

Duan Yuhua was in great grief for a moment, looking haggard, even on the verge of collapse. Aunt Zhang was also in tears. However, she was relatively old. Although she was not old and stupid, she was still a good person. She also saw a lot of human relationships, life and death, and separation.

She still couldn't help but shed a few tears in her old eyes.

"Your Majesty, you can't collapse now. You must be strong. No one from the Duan family has come to report the death of old Duke Duan. I'm afraid Mr. Duan Yun in Duke Duan's palace doesn't know about it yet. Your Majesty will inform you first today.
Chapter completed!