An Xiyue glared at the delicate An Xilin and said coldly: "So you killed Prince Yuan to silence him and show your innocence to the emperor. Haha, who can compare to An Xilin in your vicious heart?"
An Xilin choked and said nothing, only shed tears: "How could my sister slander me like this?"
Nangong Hao clamped An Xiyue's mandible with his cold fingers, as if he was going to crush her face: "Bitch, you still don't admit it, you had an affair, misbehaved and got pregnant with a bastard, and now you are killing Concubine Rou. .”
Immediately, a pile of testimonies against her were slapped on her face. It said in white and black letters that the Queen of Kunyu Palace had tampered with the midwife of Concubine Rou and forced Concubine Rou to drink. The excessive amount of inducing labor soup caused Concubine Rou's palace body to contract violently. The little prince was squeezed alive and suffocated in the mother's body. Because the little prince could not give birth, Concubine Rou suffered from hemorrhagic collapse. Instigating Dr. Mei to deny treatment, he ended up with one dead body and two dead men, ending in a miserable end.
An Xiyue stared at the pitiful An Xilin with cold eyes. It turned out that she had already planned it.
She was the empress of Nangong Hao, the Hong Emperor of the Northern Dynasties. She was obviously still alive, but she was locked in a dark dungeon. However, it was announced to the public that the empress had died due to premature birth.
Fetal death and maternal death.
Lying in the ice coffin of Kunyu Palace is none other than the emperor's beloved concubine Tong Jiarou, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who became pregnant six months after entering the palace.
They tried so hard to put on such a drama, just to get her to death.
She had been married to Nangong Hao for five years and had been the queen for three years. Now she was pregnant with her first child. It had been five years since she had wanted to have a child with him, and she got her wish.
No wonder, when she knew she was pregnant, she happily went to the main hall to tell him the news. At that time, he acted very coldly. She thought that the emperor must be tired because of his many affairs.
Thinking about it now, they had long wanted to harm her and her grandfather's family, and Tong Jiarou had become a pawn of theirs. It was such a good plan.
He said that her child made him sick and that he did not want their child. An Xiyue's heart felt like a sharp knife had been stabbed, and the pain made her unable to breathe.
An Xiyue suddenly felt bad. This was not a frame-up, this was a big conspiracy. An Xiyue's eyes were hollow and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Nangong Hao, what have you done to my grandfather's family?"
"One hundred and thirty-nine members of Imperial Physician Mei's family have been 'executed' at the Meridian Gate at noon today."
Nangong Haoliangbo spat out these words slowly and viciously, his eyes full of pleasure: "I want to avenge my Rou'er and seek justice for my unborn child."
"Nangong Hao, you have such a cruel heart. You have forgotten who saved you and supported you on the throne. It was my grandfather Mei Zongzheng, and it was my uncle Mei Yunfeng who supported you on the throne."
"Now, you have actually wiped out all of them..."
An Xiyue felt as if five thunders had struck her, and she could not recover for a long time. She was so resentful that her voice was hoarse. She was roaring like a madman, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh, but there was nothing she could do, she could not save them.
Nangong Hao looked down at An Xiyue who was kneeling at his feet and sneered cruelly and coldly: "If the old immortal hadn't forced me to marry you, would I have married you?"
An Xiyue's whole heart felt cold, like an ice cellar in a cold pool without a trace of warmth. She opened her beautiful eyes in horror and said in a trembling voice: "Didn't you marry me because you love me and are you willing to grow old together with me holding my hand? We are right." Those who have sworn to God will never regret it in this life, and they will never leave each other in the same quilt even in death."
"You, a despicable woman, deserve to be in my tomb?" Nangong Hao cut each word like a knife into An Xiyue's heart, his thin lips curled up with a hint of ridicule, and his dark eyes shot out a cruel cold light. , seems to be tearing An Xiyue into pieces alive.
An Xiyue laughed at herself coldly, yes, she was the one who asked her grandfather to marry her to him.
At that time, her grandfather did not want her to marry into the royal family, but she insisted on her own way and threatened her family with her life. My grandfather was aloof and aloof all his life, but he could not bear her pleading and humiliation.
At that time, my grandfather had harsh words with Nangong Hao because of her strength. If he was sorry for her, he would definitely not be able to sit firmly on the throne.
It turned out that Nangong Hao did not treat her sincerely at all, but only used her to gain the power of her uncle to support him in ascending to the throne.
In three years, when he was firmly on the throne, he planned to destroy his grandfather's entire family.
One hundred and thirty-nine people, that’s one hundred and thirty-nine lives.
Nangong Hao, why are you so cruel.
An Xiyue suddenly got up from the ground and sneered: "You and I have been husband and wife for five years, and you have treated me like this. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost to seek revenge on you."
Nangong Hao suddenly laughed, laughing at her stupidity. He didn't believe there were ghosts in the world at all and said, "I will never be threatened by anyone, let alone a dead person."
An Xilin's beautiful voice added fuel to the fire and said softly: "Sister, Concubine Rou's child died before she was born. How can the emperor not be sad? If you admit your mistake, the emperor will be given a lighter sentence."
Her concubine An Xilin was a soft and incompetent concubine of the Hou Mansion. After An Xiyue's mother died, An Xilin's aunt was promoted to a common wife. She changed from a concubine to the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion. I have always had a close sisterly relationship with her.
An Xiyue looked at the soft and charming An Xilin with cold eyes. An Xilin was indeed beautiful, and her eyebrows made her even more enchanting and bright. She seemed aggrieved and helpless. How could such a delicate and beautiful girl be as ruthless as she was a few days ago? strength.
Suddenly, An Xiyue raised her head and laughed crazily. The blood in her lower body was almost drained, and her thin face became cold and terrifying due to the extreme pain.
She was so smart that she was confused all her life. This person in front of her was the real evil wolf. Why didn't she recognize her face earlier? Such a well-behaved and sensible concubine, such a gentle and considerate concubine was actually more terrifying than the snake lizard in the world.
"This bitch made my Rou'er suffer all kinds of suffering and not have a good death. I want you to die a bad death. I want you and the bastard in your belly to be buried with Rou'er."
There was no trace of emotion in Nangong Hao's eyes, and he stared at An Xiyue coldly like a vicious wolf. He held An Xilin in his arms who was sobbing slowly but with a smile on his lips: "Come here, give me heart-broken soup."
Broken Heart Decoction is actually a drug that is more powerful than arsenic. It causes people to die of painful heartbreak, and they have to endure all kinds of torture before dying.
An Xiyue studied medicine with her grandfather since she was a child. Naturally, she knew about the "muscle-retracting medicine". Those who take it will cause cramps and pain all over their body, and painful death from broken intestines. Then they will bleed from seven orifices, making it impossible to recognize the true appearance of a person.
The state of death was horrific.
Suddenly, An Xiyue was force-fed the heart-broken soup. Her whole body was convulsing in pain and she laughed wildly. Her whole body was stained with blood. She didn't look like a human or a ghost, but she still had half of the dignity of the Queen. She also had a severe stomachache. She knew that her child was dead. He was tortured to death just like her before he was born.
There was blood in An Xiyue's eyes, and she glared at Nangong Hao stubbornly and coldly: "You used to be my heaven, you were my everything, I have been holding on to my heaven for five years, and now you want to eat my flesh and shave my bones, haha, I That's stupid, for God's sake, please open your eyes."
"Nangong Hao, An Xilin, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go. I curse you to die a good death in all my life. If there is an afterlife, I, An Xiyue, swear to avenge you, avenge my children, and avenge my grandfather. Nineteen lives were avenged.”
On the cold night, An Xiyue's cold and resentful shouts were heart-stirring, floating in the dark hall for a long time.
It was so terrifying that the Dark Hall was sealed from then on... and became the tomb of An Xiyue and her children.
