Killing and bloody psychological bear the weak enter with caution
"No, Fang Han rushed to save me." Yan Xiaoyu also bent down to help him clean up. When her eyes fell on one of the memorials, she frowned and said quietly, "You have already guessed that at Concubine Lan's house
Will anyone take action today?"
Xiao Ninglan said "hmm", took the zhezi from Yan Xiaoyu's hand, and turned around and said, "I have already given them a chance, but they themselves did not cherish it."
Yan Xiaoyu stood up and lowered her voice, "If it weren't for me, if you really favored Concubine Lan, would they be different?"
Xiao Ninglan frowned and looked at Yan Xiaoyu, only to see her wringing her fingers, "What happened today still has a great impact on you, doesn't it?"
Xiao Ninglan put the memorial away and turned to look at Yan Xiaoyu, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Yan Xiaoyu raised her head and said apologetically, "Xiao Ninglan, I'm sorry, I won't be so messy anymore. Just go with whichever concubine you want to favor. As long as your heart is still with me, I don't mind anything else...
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"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Ninglan frowned even more tightly, turned around and took Yan Xiaoyu's hand, "I dare not say that I will protect you like a jade from now on, but I will try not to do anything that hurts you!"
Yan Xiaoyu raised her little face slightly and smiled brightly. Xiao Ninglan reached out to touch the scar on her cheek made by Concubine Lan, and said coldly, "Did Concubine Lan make it?"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded and looked intently at his handsome face. He took her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, no one will hurt you again in the future, and they won't..."
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Sunset, Lanxia Palace, the luxurious palace was stained with blood by the setting sun. The exquisite glazed tiles danced with weeping light under the setting sun. The turbid air was filled with thick blood. There were no people wailing, only the sound of blood and the sound of heads falling to the ground.
sound.
There was a bloody massacre going on here, and more than fifty people in Lanxia Palace were killed. From Concubine Lan to the eunuchs who were doing chores, they were all kneeling on the spot one by one. The blood on the ground reflected their pale cheeks.
Xiao Ninglan stood on the watch stand in a bright yellow dragon robe. He was wearing a white cloak, and his handsome features were beautiful under the bloody sunset. He held the railing with both hands and looked down at the Shura he had created, with a calm face.
Like water.
"Your Majesty, none of them are willing to reveal other informants in the palace!" Fang Han stood behind him with his fists clasped, but his eyes fell on the pile of heads on the ground.
"Keep killing until someone comes out to speak!" Xiao Ninglan said calmly, turned around and got off the temporary guard station.
The executioner's knife was raised and lowered, and the beautiful palace maid did not even see the emperor's expression in the distance. His head had been chopped off. She did not dare to scream, even if she was scared to death, she did not dare to scream, because the emperor had an order not to disturb anyone who screamed.
Concubine Yan who comes to Jingxiao Hall will kill the nine tribes.
Everyone in the palace knew that Concubine Yan did not like killing, but the emperor was hiding his ears and stealing the bells to please Concubine Yan. Was it the emperor's cruelty to them? Or was it Concubine Yan's kindness to them?
No one could explain this relationship clearly, but under the setting sun, many people were shivering, some of the timid ones had peed their pants, and another beautiful palace maid fell under the executioner's knife.
The servants next to them took the heads of palace maids and threw them together. The piled heads had different expressions, some were fearful, some were sad, and some were struggling. The blood meandered into a small river, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
Xiao Ninglan strolled down the watch stand, gazing at the remaining dozens of people. His white cloak rustled under the breeze, and the blood river also rippled in the wind.
Then, a woman in fiery red clothes appeared at the door of Lanxia Palace. The woman was sleepy-eyed, without any bun on her head. Her red embroidered shoes were eager to try, as if she wanted to cross the blood-filled gap in front of her.
Xiao Ninglan looked at the woman and her face changed, "Xiaoyu..."
he blurted out.
Yan Xiaoyu stood helplessly at the door. Looking at the scene in front of her, she opened her mouth in surprise. Where is this? Is it hell? Why are there so many corpses?
There was also her husband, standing at the highest point, looking down at everything. She stood there trembling, and the smell of blood in the wind made her almost retching.
Holding back her nausea, she walked over through the blood. Xiao Ninglan was about to come over to lend her a hand. He held her cold little hand and scolded her, "Why are your hands so cold?"
Yan Xiaoyu just looked up at him, opening her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.
Xiao Ninglan sighed and reached out to lift the hair from her cheek to her ear, "Why are you here? Aren't you sleeping?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head and turned to look at the people kneeling alive on the ground. Some of them were women, some were castrated eunuchs, some were only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the oldest was no more than eighteen years old. In modern times, they
They are just children...
Sensing her trembling, Xiao Ninglan hugged her tightly and kissed her hair lovingly, "I'll carry you back, okay?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head, her eyes still watching the executioner walking towards the next palace maid. The palace lady was trembling and her head was beheaded. Her body fell into a pool of blood, her head rolled on the ground, and then the executioner kicked the pyramid of her head like a ball.
Suddenly, she bent over and began to vomit, vomiting profusely, tears rolled out of her eyes, she kept coughing, and looked in the direction of Concubine Lan with blurred tears.
Suddenly, Concubine Lan also caught sight of her. She stood up frantically, and Dan Kou clawed at her fiercely with her nails. Yan Xiaoyu kept trembling in Xiao Ninglan's arms, and Xiao Ninglan's phoenix eyes flashed before she was filled with fear.
Concubine Lan did not approach her, but after taking a few steps, the executioner pierced her body one after another. The blood-red and barbed knife was pulled out from her lower abdomen, and it seemed that her intestines were hooked out.
Then her slender hands were also chopped off. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the scarlet red hands, which were as perfect as jade...
She bent over and vomited even more violently. The executioner had chopped off Lan Fei's beautiful head and piled it on the pyramid to stare at. Yan Xiaoyu was shaking like chaff. Lan Fei's eyes were staring at her from beginning to end. She was always being chopped off.
Now, those eyes are still staring at her...
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PS: These three chapters were originally to be updated tomorrow, and I can’t wait to upload them now. If I have time in the evening, I will continue writing. If I don’t have time, there is no guarantee that I will update tomorrow. The next chapters will also be written.