Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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The appearance of the elder brother with kind eyebrows, kind eyes and elegant demeanor came to mind, the emperor was in a mess, and he walked away from the memories of the past with a guilty conscience, and snorted coldly: "The winner calls the king and the loser is a bandit! Even if you say so much, you will inevitably die!"

"Of course I will die. I chose this path. The odds of winning are not [-]%. At the beginning, I had the determination to swear to death." Tang Ci's voice was very weak due to exhaustion and unbearable pain, "I just want to ask Uncle Wang , until now, have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret?" The emperor laughed loudly as if he had heard a very funny joke. He opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the moon and the sun. Long live! What have I to regret?"

Gusts of cold wind came out of the black stone wall of the torture room, and the chill rolled in his chest. Tangci couldn't help shivering, coughing lightly for a while, and speaking with a faint smell of blood: "13 years ago, the official During the Keji incident, Bo Hao died of admonishing my father to cut down the vassal clan and accept the imperial staff. This matter spread like wildfire and spread to your ears in the Qizhou Palace, and your heart suddenly became panicked. At the right time, the Palace Chang Shi Han Ru persuaded you that if you don’t make changes just like this, in the future people in the world can claim to be helpless, Qizhou is rich, and you have heavy soldiers guarding the frontier in your hands. If you lose or die, you can’t make up your mind It wasn't until Han Ru used my mother as a bait to persuade you, which aroused the longing you had been desperately suppressing for a long time, that you took the risk."

"So what?!" The emperor raised his voice bravado, his eyes burning with anger.

Tangci chuckled, and looked at him contemptuously, as if watching a joke: "It's been 13 years, can Uncle Wang get his wish? No matter Concubine Zhenshu, Concubine Zhou, or even Concubine Ning today, which one was not selected according to the mold of my mother's empress? ?Uncle Wang is so infatuated, he would rather be alone and be persuaded repeatedly by the pedantic and ignorant ministers in the court, and he has never let go of his concubine, and has a long line of heirs. I heard that the Shangshan Supervisor and the Imperial Hospital have often sent people to the people to find prescriptions for strengthening yang. Thinking about it, at Uncle Wang's age, he shouldn't be able to live happily for a few years."

As she spoke, she admired the emperor's changes, whether it was trembling her shoulders or tightening her lower lip, slight annoyance could bring a playful smile to her face.

Since death is a foregone conclusion, what else is there to say?

The emperor's Wen can govern the country and his martial arts can stabilize the country, but it is not a place where the iron wall cannot be attacked. Empress Yici is his weakness and also his reverse scale.

He flew into a rage, couldn't hold it back any longer, and forgot about Jun Fengfan, his eyes flushed, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed her into her belly: "You want to die with all your heart, Uncle Huang should have fulfilled you... ..."

"...Your Majesty----!" The emperor paused slightly, the tip of the sword sank into his stomach, and blood flowed out.

Hu Laiyan came in a hurry, and after thinking for a while, he hesitated and said panickedly: "Empress Yici is asking to see her outside, and I am here to ask Your Majesty to show me."

Yici...

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked sideways at Tangci, his anger disappeared in an instant, and he said with a light smile, "Bring her here." He paused, then said emphatically, "Bring her here."

Tang Ci, who was tied to the torture rack, quickly realized what he was going to do. The sword wound on his waist and abdomen was mixed with the painful whip wound. She couldn't tell clearly, and she had no time to take care of it. She just scolded desperately: "Dog!" Emperor! What do you want to do! You are an emperor, but you still have a half-human nature! You... um----!"

The emperor smiled coyly, found a handkerchief from nowhere, stuffed it into her mouth, silenced her scolding, then patted her face, and said: "What am I going to do, you wait You'll know in a moment. Then you'll open your eyes and see if I'm happy."

Hu Laiyan obediently followed behind Jingci, brought her to the back, got the emperor's look, and immediately retreated obediently with the others.

Long before entering the execution room, Jing Ci walked on the corridor, and saw Tang Ci tied to the torture rack from a distance. The rope was very thick and very firm. Just thinking about it lightly, the pain of the tight binding was strangling her heart. Blockage.The snow-white tunic that had just been changed in Shangshu's mansion was once again stained with blood, and her eyes were red, making her eyes sore and unbearable.

That was my child, she was thinking, the only child I had left alive, a piece of flesh and blood that had fallen from me.

In front of me, that is---my only child.

With a sound of "dong----", she knelt on her knees, and whispered softly to him with unprecedented respect, "Your Majesty, please spare her life."

The emperor didn't seem to hear that the woman in front of him, whom he had dreamed of for more than ten years, called his majesty, and even...begged him, and he was deeply immersed in the satisfaction of constantly expanding and rising to the clouds.

With another sound of "dong----", she bent down and knocked her head, her voice became softer: "Your Majesty, I beg you to spare her life."

……

Tangci, who was a few meters away, struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the rope, and rushed forward to strangle the dog emperor to death!

But everything was in vain, she was still imprisoned on the torture rack, not getting close by half an inch, watching her mother, who would rather cut off her fingers and swear than bow her head, bent her slender waist time and time again, and kowtowed to him beg.

The emperor's laughter collided and echoed in the four walls, it was his loud show off.

Tangci's mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, and he closed his eyes, weeping silently.

Jingci knocked her head more than a dozen times, her forehead was bruised, and the sound of sobbing was like thin and long silver needles, piercing her heart, which aroused the maternal love that she had not been able to radiate for more than ten years.

She put her hands on the ground and wanted to kowtow, but the emperor lowered his body and cupped her face.

The masculinity was gradually approaching, and she already understood what he was going to do, her neatly cut nails pinched her palm tightly, and she reminded herself over and over again that she couldn't take a step back, not half a step.

She slowly closed her eyes and stopped in place, neither retreating nor responding, suffering quietly, waiting for the emperor's kiss.

But the emperor suddenly lost interest, he raised her chin, and examined her face. After more than ten years, she was still exquisite and picturesque, and her charm still remained.

"Undress me."

Tangci suddenly opened his eyes, and Jingci, who was kneeling on the ground, also paused slightly.

The emperor squeezed Jingci's wrist, especially her right wrist, where the little finger was sworn off by her.

Four fingers were resting on the belt, trembling slightly.

"Untie it," said the Emperor.

Jingci didn't move, she was struggling, hesitating, and sad.

The emperor raised his voice: "Untie it!"

Jingci lowered her head, and began to undress him -----.

The emperor felt unprecedented satisfaction. The person he thought he would never get in his life, now, soon, Cheng Huan would be under him, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

don't want----!

don't want……

Tang Ci's face was full of tears, she was so incompetent, not only could she not save her loved ones, but also implicated them...

She didn't want to listen to it anymore, she didn't dare to look at it anymore, she couldn't even escape from here.

She closed her eyes, and there was darkness, endless.

Chapter 64

There are too many people involved in the case of Tang Ci, Qin Yan, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Prince Yu's Mansion, Ding Yongchang, the head of the imperial examination last year... an important member of an extremely personable official, an embarrassing and prominent royal family member, who speaks lightly but holds back There are rumors in the ruling and opposition circles that the small officials in the throat can't stand alone, whether they are voluntary or not, whether they know it or not, they will be dragged into the quagmire at the moment of failure and cannot escape.

The news spread quickly, and the King Lu faction already had a countermeasure to take advantage of the fire and loot it. No matter what position they held in Wen Zai Wu, they tried every means to link Tangci's matter with the East Palace. What's more, they spread rumors among the people. ----Naturally, they also know how to measure. Tang Ci is the former eldest princess Yongjia and doesn't mention it. Just a woman disguised as a man can put her to death.

After Hu Laiyan brought Jingci into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he knew that his small calculations were probably useless, so he hurried to the Lu Palace to persuade Lu Wang and Han Ru to burn the impeachment memorial that incited the flames. The people who were sent to the streets and alleys to spread rumors in the restaurants and busy markets have also been transferred back.