"Qing Yan." Princess Tulan walked up to him and said with a smile: "That woman is already in ruins. Your mother will find the best woman in the world for you."
Baili Qingyan's eyes turned cold for a moment: "The Empress Dowager, please go back to the palace. I don't need to worry about my personal affairs."
Princess Tulan's face suddenly fell: "Qing Yan, it took a lot of effort for my mother to get to know you. I wish I could give you the best things in the world. Why are you so cold to your mother?"
"Come here, escort the Queen Mother back to the palace!"
Baili Qingyan turned around, his eyes filled with indifference and coldness.
"Qingyan, you can't do this to me!" The imperial guards rushed in respectfully, blocking Princess Turan's gaze from looking at Baili Qingyan.
He was still standing in the shadows. There was no one in the courtroom. The corners of his lips curled up, and helpless sadness slipped through his eyes.
"If possible, I would rather never leave the Heaven Realm. Even if it is just a servant next to you."
Historical records of Western Chu.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Zhi, the head of the Zongzheng Mansion, pretended to be the emperor's heir and was sentenced to death.
Thinking that Lin Zhi committed evil alone and did not implicate others, he simply escorted Lin Zhi to Caishikou and beheaded him in public.
On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sun was dim and the sky in Shangjing was filled with dust. But it still did not stop the people of Shangjing from getting up early to watch the excitement.
Lin Shoufu, who was mixed in the crowd, held Lin Chu's hand tightly, fearing that if he was negligent, his strong daughter would rush forward with a roar.
On the execution platform, Baili Qingyan was pouring himself out and drinking.
The beautiful face, as bright as the bright moon, is still the most breathtaking focus even under the pale sunlight in the dusty sky.
The women watching the show, young and old, all fell intoxicated under his face, which was as gentle as the warm sun.
Baili Qingyan's slender fingers gently held the celadon wine glass. The wine glass stopped beside his lips, and his gentle eyes moved slightly. The figures gathered outside the fence of the execution platform and paused for a moment, evoking an intoxicating smile.
When he smiled, the already dim sun instantly lost its luster, because only that dazzling glory remained between heaven and earth.
Lin Chu could clearly see the unabashed provocation under that radiant face, and his light eyes gradually darkened.
"Isn't it very unpleasant?"
Lin Shoufu hummed: "I don't like it either, but it's a pity that I can't teach you a lesson now?"
"There's no rush." Lin Chu looked indifferent: "Let him live a little longer."
"Plain words." She moved to the side and looked sideways at the person behind her: "Are you all ready?"
"yes."
Behind him, Shi Feifei, who had transformed herself into a haggard, middle-aged, slightly fat woman, was politely pushed out and staggered towards the fence.
She was carrying a bamboo basket on her arm that almost dropped. She trembled every step she took. Lin Chu's heart was shaking as she trembled.
Shi Feifei walked to the fence tremblingly, and played a down-and-out poor woman with a lifelike image that penetrated her bones.
The soldier at the gate of the fence stretched out his hand to stop her, and Shi Feifei groped and groped in the broken basket. After groping for a long time, she pulled out a greasy and black copper coin and handed it to the soldier with a trembling hand.
"Master Bing." She said coquettishly: "The slave family has received a lot of favors from Sect Master Lin. Can it be convenient for me to ask the slave family to offer the last glass of wine to Sect Leader Lin?"
The soldier looked back at the execution platform, Baili Qingyan nodded slightly, and the soldier motioned for Shi Feifei to go in.
Shi Feifei continued to walk towards Lin Zhi slowly and delicately.
"Master Lin~~~~." A shocking howl suddenly echoed across the vast world.