After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

The sound came out of nowhere and frightened people to death.

Yanluo was stunned, and the stove cover in her hand fell to the ground in shock.

The "bang" sound seemed extremely strange and long in the thunderstorm night, and it disturbed and shook people's hearts.

At that time, the person behind her was getting closer, and the breath he exhaled lingered around Yanluo's neck like a silk thread.

It should have been warm and heart-warming, but when touched at this moment, it was like a frosty and icy soul, freezing the spine and making the breathing stagnate.

Yanluo's face turned pale and she was horrified. She didn't dare to look back for a moment.

"Empress, why don't you reply to me?" Helian Xiao stood in the pale lightning, his steps as silent as a ghost, but there was an unfathomable smile at the corner of his lips.

The voice behind her sounded again. Yanluo could no longer deceive herself and could only look back stiffly, but her mind was turning around in a whirlwind, as if she was thinking of a countermeasure.

"Your Majesty, why did you stand up?" Yan Luo quickly calmed down and raised her eyes with a trembling look. The emotion in her eyes had not faded, like the ripples on a lake, the water shimmering.

Helian Xiao opened his thin lips and said with a half-smile: "If I don't get up, won't you kill me in vain?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly fell on the powder bag in Yanluo's hand. His dark eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his eyes were so clear that there didn't seem to be any sign of drunkenness.

Yanluo looked into his eyes, her heartstrings tense again, and she felt uneasy.

When he came, he was obviously not very sober, and his passion was so aroused that he was clearly in a deep sleep, but now he is sober and strong, looking unfathomable. Everything he did just now must have been a disguise, the purpose of which was to lure the snake out of its hole.

And she is the snake that is about to be skinned and have its tendons pulled out.

Yanluo screamed madly in her heart, and her eyes flickered, but she still responded calmly and docilely: "Your Majesty, you really wronged me. I just saw that Your Majesty was sleeping restlessly at night, so I wanted to get up and buy some spices for Your Majesty to calm your mind."

"My feelings towards Your Majesty are clear, and the sun and the moon can bear witness to that. How could Your Majesty be willing to slander me?"

After Yanluo finished speaking, her eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she looked so delicate and pitiful.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, and the roar of thunder and lightning added a sense of poignant and broken beauty. She was so slender and graceful that any man who saw her would probably feel a little pity for her.

Helian Xiao once admired her docile and delicate appearance very much. She was like a delicate lotus flower, pure and chaste, delicate and charming.

But now, he watched her cry with cold eyes, and could not feel any sympathy at all.

"Why didn't I realize before that you are such a eloquent woman." Helian Xiao lifted her chin heavily, forcing her to look at him.

Yanluo felt pain, and a chill passed down her back, then spread into the gaps between her bones, making it even more unbearable.

She trembled and said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Helian Xiao smiled warmly and reached out to caress her face. His movements were gentle, but his fingertips were as cold as a sticky poisonous snake. He leaned over to her ear and spoke slowly.

"Just now, behind the rockery in the garden, the imperial concubine and the King of Nanyang expressed their true feelings to each other. It was truly a love story between the man and the woman, which made others envious."

He had a very nice smile, but his voice was ethereal and hoarse, hiding a cold and sharp edge like a sword.

Yan Luo was startled, and the color on her face gradually faded: "Your Majesty, I didn't do that. Who is the gossiper who dares to speak nonsense in front of Your Majesty?"

Helian Xiao said coldly: "I asked Eunuch Desheng to follow me. He saw everything clearly, so how could he talk nonsense?"

Hearing this, Yan Luo looked towards Helian Xiao abruptly, the panic in her eyes had not yet faded, but now there was a hint of shock in her eyes.

When she met Feng Zhuyue, Eunuch Desheng was actually following them from behind, but they didn't notice it at all, and instead gave Helian Xiao an opportunity to catch them.

It is precisely because of this that Helian Xiao asked Feng Zhuyue to go to Lingnan to suppress the bandits, right?

Thinking of this, Yanluo pursed her lips, her expression filled with fear and regret.

If she hadn't insisted on meeting Feng Zhuyue, would the situation not have been so passive?

Seeing her eyes flickering and she remained silent for a long while, Helian Xiao knew that she was so guilty and was not as gentle and obedient as she appeared to be.

He was furious and grabbed her neck and pressed her against the white wall.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered hoarsely and fiercely: "You and Feng Zhuyue are really good at tricking me. You cast a spell on me, making me childless for many years. Yet I still dote on you. Who would have thought that the person I dote on is actually an evil ghost with painted skin, or a jackal, tiger or leopard. Is this how you repay my dote on me?"

If it weren't for Lord Chu's bold advice recently, he would have been kept in the dark for a long time, and perhaps he would have never understood the truth.

But it was precisely because of this that Lord Chu was able to use this incident to shirk his responsibility for the selection of concubines. As an emperor, not only could he not punish the concubines, but he had to feel ashamed. After all, this disaster was caused by the people in his harem.

When he thought about not being able to use the beauty pageant to restrain Lord Chu's family, Helian Xiao became extremely angry, and his eyebrows were stained with a terrifying scarlet. He used more and more force, as if the person in front of him was not his former favorite concubine, but a mortal enemy.

"You put a curse on me, and you want to add something else to the incense burner to make me die suddenly, right?"

"Your Majesty, I didn't..." Yanluo's face flushed red. The pain of suffocation made her struggle desperately and neigh pitifully.

Helian Xiao chuckled coldly, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness: "You two dogs and bitches, are you waiting for me to die suddenly and then become the king and queen?"

"But I realized early on that your evil schemes would never succeed. I am the one who is blessed by heaven and favored by heaven. I am the legitimate emperor of Beilang."

"And you, a bunch of traitors, must all die without a burial place..."

What Helian Xiao wanted all his life was this dragon throne. If anyone dared to covet it, he would kill them one by one, even if they were his brothers, let alone just an insignificant woman.

"Click——"

Before Yanluo could say anything to explain or beg for mercy, Helian Xiao directly broke her delicate neck.

In an instant, Yanluo was like a broken piece of jade-colored glass. Although her appearance remained the same, she was lifeless.

Helian Xiao threw the limp body to the ground with a flick of his hand.

As lightning flashed, Helian Xiao looked at the corpse on the ground, his smile still as crazy and gentle.

While wiping his hands with a silk handkerchief, he called out, "Come here, pass the word down that the imperial concubine is seriously ill and has passed away."

The night is deeper.

Thunder and lightning split the sky, and heavy rain fell, causing the twisted branches to dance wildly. The whistling sound was as sinister as the howling of evil spirits and wolves.

At the back hill of the Princess's Mansion, Feng Qiwu and Wen Ranyan were standing there holding umbrellas.

In front of them was a dark and steep cave.

From time to time, lightning flashed, and the bright white color made the surroundings look pale, especially the cave in front of him, which made people feel creepy when looking at it.

Feng Qiwu was wearing a long red dress that trailed on the ground, with the umbrella in her hand slightly raised, revealing her gorgeous face in the rainy night.

He looked at the cave in front of him, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling surge over him like a tide, causing him to stop and frown.

Wen Ranyan saw his movements clearly, curled her lips and asked with a smile: "Seeing your expression like this, did you remember something?"