She didn't care what the verdict was, she put the knife to Song Yun's neck and shouted,
"Prefect Song, you don't plead guilty, right?"
"If you don't plead guilty, I will kill your son first! Then I will kill your whole family!"
Her coquettish move immediately shocked everyone.
Not only Prince Ning and the others were shocked by her, but also the people who were frightened by the earthquake in the distance looked at the stage in disbelief.
The imperial concubine who was worshiped as a goddess by them just now and could not help but kowtow to her three times, what is she doing now?
Why would she threaten Magistrate Song in this way?
Is it possible that we don’t have to wait for the trial?
Is this appropriate?
Qing Hui saw that everyone's attention had been successfully drawn, and he quickly winked at Song Tanxi.
Song Tanxi cried loudly and rolled over, crawling over her.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me—"
"My queen, listen, he is still a child. I beg your Majesty to be fair and please let him go. He doesn't know anything. If you want to kill me, please kill me first -"
"Empress, I beg you, I beg you. I will work for you in this life, the next life, and the next life. Please spare Ting'er's life!"
"Empress woo woo——"
Her crying voice was split, and it was extremely sad.
Qing Hui was probably annoyed by her, so he grabbed Song Yunting and walked to the edge of the execution platform, and pushed him towards Song Tanxi.
"Stop crying! It's so annoying! Since you are willing to die first, I will help you!"
"Get up here yourself, I will chop you up right now!"
This rough and simple style of painting is completely different from the previous one.
It's more confusing than a drama.
As a result, no one paid attention to whether the earth dragon could turn over or not, and everyone wanted to see what the suddenly crazy imperial concubine wanted to do.
The moment Qing Hui pushed Song Yunting down, a black shadow quickly grabbed Song Yunting like an afterimage.
At the same time, people suddenly started screaming one after another.
It turned out that at some point, countless black ants and small black poisonous insects with unknown names suddenly appeared on the ground. The painful bite of the poisonous insects on the upper body immediately caused chaos in the field.
The black shadow took the opportunity to roll up Song Yunting and run away.
Unfortunately, before he could even take a step out, a black vine came out of nowhere, followed by two, three, and countless others, like a dense spider web, blocking all his roads and blocking his path. He was firmly inserted into it.
Then a line of black smoke spread to the ground like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye, the ants and poisonous insects on the ground were completely swallowed up by the black smoke, as if the poisonous insects that had just emerged were just an illusion.
Except for the few people who were unlucky enough to be bitten, everyone else was so confused that they had no idea what happened.
Liu Shuangyue raised her hand to withdraw the black smoke, put it into her palm, and exhaled comfortably.
Turning his head to look at Qing Hui with raised eyebrows, he raised his hand and threw the black figure bound by five flowers to Qing Hui's feet.
Qing Hui stepped on the black shadow, "Do you still want to run? Taoist Changming!"
The black shadow stopped moving, and Qing Hui bent down and took off the black scarf on his face, revealing the lean and fierce face of a middle-aged man.
A sinister look on his face.
He is indeed a crooked person.
Taoist Changming never dreamed that this dragnet was not meant to seek justice for the people of Lingzhou, but to catch him!
