I'll kill the male lead again

Chapter 61

The gongs and drums are beating, and the vocal music is shaking the sky.

The red sedan chair, and the enviable red makeup.

All of them are showing that today is a day of great joy.

The beautiful girl in the red sedan chair was shy and timid, her eyebrows were twitching, and a pair of jade white hands were tightly held together.

But on such a happy day, there was a family carrying a plain white coffin, dressed in linen and filial piety, passing by the red sedan chair.

One side is a bright red that is full of joy, and the other side is a cold and horrifying pale white.

While beating gongs and drums, it was lifeless.

While getting married, they are buried at the same time.

The people around him stopped to watch and remained silent.

They gathered around both sides of the street, looking indifferent.

It was obviously such a weird atmosphere, but no one dared to gossip.

Because today is the emperor's big wedding, and he is marrying the queen of the dynasty.

But it happened to be the emperor's big wedding, but some people dared to hold a funeral today.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the burial was supposed to be in the afternoon, but the family insisted on burying it in the morning, and it was a coincidence that they had to catch up with the bride's marriage pride.

A woman in a plain white dress, her black hair was covered by a white hat, and half of her face was hidden in it.

She has a slender figure and slow steps, and her feet are actually walking on the ground bare.

The woman stood in front of the coffin, looking down at the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps...

She was completely white, but there were bright red blood stains under her feet.

The red sedan chair, the red blood and the white streamers of the past are intertwined together, forming a distinct visual impact.

At this moment, a group of officers and soldiers rushed over.

He scattered the crowd of onlookers and went straight to the woman in white.

The woman was lifted up, her arms hanging down feebly.

She raised her head slowly, her hair automatic without wind.

Everyone gasped.

Because the woman's eyes were livid, and the hatred in the eyes was so overwhelming that it was full of bright red.

Such a vicious and ferocious expression unexpectedly appeared on a soft face, so unharmonious, so contradictory.

The slender body seems to fall in the wind, but he dared to resist the officers and soldiers who had been in the battlefield.

In the end, the woman was dragged and taken away forcefully.

The coffins on the street were also cleared away, making a smooth and clean road for wedding couples.

The bride in the wedding arrogance stretched out her tender white hand to lift one side of the arrogance curtain. The red hijab covered her face, revealing only a pair of delicate red lips.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, which seemed to be mocking and provocative.

The laughter of victory resounded softly in the sedan chair.

Everything returned to calm.

The woman in white who was imprisoned in the prison had her feet tied with chains and her whole body was suspended in the air.

Presents a 'big' shape hanging in the air.

The bun on the hair had already been messed up in the process of being dragged.

The long hair was loose like that.

The hair covered the woman's eyes, and she just lowered her head weakly.

The woman's face looked extremely soft from the side.

Especially the slender waist, the slender and fair neck, and the pointed chin without a trace of fat.

It's just that her whole body is like a puppet that has lost its soul, with no other emotions except hatred.

"The Empress is here!"

at this time.

Suddenly, a eunuch's sharp voice came from outside the prison.

The woman in white, who had been emotionless all this time, finally had some reactions when she heard these words.

Her dry and chapped pale lips moved slightly, and her strong wrists that were bound suddenly struggled.

This slight movement made her look no longer like a still picture.

"Da da da!"

Some rusty iron doors of the prison were slowly opened.

Walking in was a woman in a fine attire and a golden phoenix crown.

She looked seventeen or eighteen years old.

She had an extremely delicate face, and the slightly raised corners of her eyes added a bit of beauty to her.

With a bright nose and red lips, her skin is as creamy as cream, and her face is perfect without any blemishes.

Behind the woman stood more than a dozen court ladies and eunuchs with their heads bowed.

The left hand was supported by a court lady, the right hand was supported by a eunuch, and two court ladies knelt down at her feet to lift up the skirt for her.

As soon as the woman stood still, someone immediately moved behind her the exclusive phoenix chair made of golden nanmu and inlaid with gems.

She sat down slowly, raised her head slightly to look at the woman in white who was suspended in the air.

"An Siyue!"

The voice of the woman in white in the air seemed to be rusty and extremely hoarse.

At this time, she raised her head with all her strength, and stared fiercely at the woman's face below.

The hatred was overwhelming, and the sound was like an ant biting.

"You have to die!"

The woman in white was hoarse, but her voice was extremely dry and hoarse, so that the voice she spoke was extremely unpleasant.

The noble woman sitting on the phoenix chair just raised her head and glanced at her.

Then he nodded to the prison guard on the side.

The guard walked under the woman in white and opened the chains that were hanging her.

The woman suddenly fell to the ground, and her body directly hit the wall behind due to the huge inertia.

"puff!"

A mouthful of dark red blood spewed out from her mouth, staining her pale lips red.

"Qing Yue, out of good intentions, I beg the emperor to let you live, but you insist on seeking death on your own!"

The woman on the phoenix chair bent slightly and leaned forward, looking straight at the woman in white with a pair of raised eyes, full of sarcasm.

"Bah! An Siyue, you are also worthy of the queen's position?"

The woman in white stood up tremblingly, with one hand tightly covering her chest, her expression painful.

But she still gritted her teeth, staring at An Siyue on the phoenix chair.

"The Queen's position should be mine, and it should be me if it is so beautiful. An Siyue, what have you done for him? Do you deserve it?"

Bai Yi Yueqing laughed angrily, his teeth were stained with bright red blood.

An Siyue sat up straight, her lips pursed.

"I didn't do anything, but I just stood there and he loved me."

She turned her head slightly, and proudly looked at her golden fingertips, which looked graceful and luxurious.

"I hooked my fingers and snatched your back seat. With one word from me, he will destroy your family. Yueqing, what do you compare me to?"

An Siyue's eyes shifted to Yueqing's embarrassed and pale face, his expression was full of disdain.

It's like looking at a tiny ant, without any emotion.

Yue Qing lowered her head, her messy black hair blocking her face.

After a long time, she looked up.

Blood red eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Laughing crazily, until the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

She stopped, looking sad.

"An Siyue! I hate you! I hate you!"

She rushed forward suddenly, trying to tear An Siyue's gorgeous and ruthless face apart with her own hands.

"Boom!"

But she only ran two steps before she was kicked to the wall suddenly, and two mouthfuls of blood spewed out again.

She clutched her stomach in pain and lay on the ground.

"Emperor~"

An Siyue's charming voice suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)