After the divorce, the queen mother was pampered by powerful ministers

Chapter 62 The Flower of Hell
The eldest lady asked this because she suspected that Zhang Zhipo was not dead. After all, the head could not be found, and there was only a headless corpse.If someone changed the killer's body into Zhang Zhipo's clothes, and then made it easier, they might be able to get away with it.

"Miss, you suspect that the last person who didn't show up took Zhang Zhipo's head. Maybe Zhang Zhipo is still alive?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether Zhang Zhipo is dead or alive." Zhou Shi and Shen Mengxi are dead, and next, she will start her plan to get rid of Shen's residence.

From then on, the sky is high, the sea is wide, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent. She wants to see the prosperity of the world.Watch the sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky; see the lonely smoke in the desert, the long river sets into the sun; rabbit.

Read the father and brother's copy together.

What she could not do in the previous life, she must do in the next life.

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"Squeak..."

Three or five fat mice were scurrying around in the gloomy and humid corner. The wall was as cold as ice. It was originally a blue-gray wall, but it was stained with a thick layer of bloody rice crust. The color of the bloody rice crust was different. The darker the color.And recently, it has been smeared with new red, and the clusters are as delicate as hell flowers.

In the empty secret room, it was extraordinarily quiet, and the "tick" sound of the wounded person on the bloody cross, the blood on the ground was very clear.

But the sound that should have belonged to the torture room was the horrific screams of the tortured, the desperate despair that even death is a luxury and a gift.

The bloody and rotten mouse recently found a delicious food. The innermost room of the secret room held a person who could not move.All the tendons in his hands and hamstrings were cut off, his feet were rotten and maggots, and several mice were eating the flesh on his legs with relish.

Although the tendons in his hands and feet were severed, he was extremely sensitive to pain, because Yu Wenhuang injected needles on his body, amplifying his pain to the limit.

Just pricking it lightly with a needle, to him at this moment, is as painful as ten thousand ants biting the bone, not to mention, he watched the mouse nibble on the flesh of his thigh.

His voice had been hoarse for a long time, and every time he passed out from the pain, he was forcibly splashed with salt water to wake him up.He wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, but all his teeth were pulled out.Every moment is infinitely stretched, he would rather die than live, and he is in pain.

In the secret room, sat Yuwenhuang wearing a red woven gold flying fish makeup flower Luo Yunjin. The golden flying fish pattern on the collar made his skin look like jade. With a bohemian smile, he was very excited about the blood.

The deep voice seemed to be calling from hell, "Who is your master?"

Pale and chapped lips raised with difficulty, and a hoarse voice said, "Kill me."

"Bones are hard. In front of me, Yuwenhuang, it's not a good thing." The amber-like bright orange eyes flashed a cold light, "I will reward you for recruiting the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Kill me, please, please." The man begged.

"You are the only one left alive, how could I be willing to kill you?" Yuwenhuang smiled sinisterly, picked up a small knife covered with barbs on the torture platform, squatted in front of the man, and the mouse ran away in a panic.

The silver light of the blade blinds the eyes, and the cold light is dark, "Let me ask another question, how did you get the scar behind your ear?"

An imperceptible vigilance flashed in the man's eyes, and he only laughed eeriely, but did not answer.

Yu Wenhuang raised her brows coldly, and frowned deeply, "14 years ago, during the Battle of Wangchuanqiu, General Wei also had a scar of the same size behind his left ear."

"What is your relationship with him?" In the night of the blind shooting competition, some of the assassins who assassinated the emperor and the eldest princess had scars of the same size behind their left ears.

At that time, he suspected that the assassin this time had something to do with General Wei.

"Giggle..." There was a deep laughter, like the sound of a machine clicking and clicking repeatedly, and the corner of the man's eyes showed contempt and ridicule.

The thin orange lips were slightly pursed, and murderous intent appeared in the amber eyes, "呵——", the silver knife in Yuwenhuang's hand ruthlessly plunged into the man's thigh.

"Uh—" He endured the pain like a thousand cuts, pursed his lips and frowned.

Yu Wenhuang slashed the silver knife downwards, the white bones suddenly appeared, the flesh turned red and white, and the barbs on the knife hooked the unfolded flesh, the flesh bloomed like flowers, and every time he hooked it, it hurt like scraping the bone.

"what--"

"Ah—" The roar was long and miserable, like the wailing of an evil ghost in purgatory, but he couldn't struggle when he was buried in the oil pan.

In less than a cup of tea, he passed out twice from the pain and was dying.

"Come here, cure him, I want him to live." Yu Wenhuang casually dropped the bloody knife in his hand, turned around and walked out of the secret room, the red robe fluttering.

A ray of sunlight shone in from the palm-sized stone window on the wall, brightening his red robe.But it darkened his face, and the dark and bleak secret room was in stark contrast to his bright red, which was incompatible.

"Yes, Commander." He bowed his head and sent Yu Wenhuang respectfully.

Weiyang Palace.

The octagonal palace lantern swayed in the wind, glowing with a dim yellow light, and the copper bell under the gilt copper hook moved slightly, making a crisp sound.

The white bamboo curtains have the effect of repelling mosquitoes, and a floor-sweeping long skirt embroidered with gold silk and peony patterns slowly slipped into Weiyang Palace.

"A Zhe." Xiao Yunji's voice was as noble as orchid, her cold eyes reflected the densely packed candlesticks in the palace, sparkling with yellow light.

"Elder Sister." Xiao Yunzhe raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, and put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, "It's so late, Eldest Sister is still here to deliver soup."

Xiao Yunji put the black lacquer and gold pattern plate in her hand on the desk, and brought a bowl of glass cup on the plate to Xiao Yunzhe with her slender hands, and lifted the crystal clear lid, the fragrance filled the air, "You are now in the age of growing your body Years old, make up more."

"Try it, my sister has been in the cold palace all these years, and she has personally lit a fire to cook, and her cooking skills are not bad."

"I have wronged my eldest sister all these years, you should have kept your fingers clear of the spring water, and you don't have to work hard for the lonely."

"Sister sees that you are busy with daily affairs, forgetting to eat and sleep, and feel distressed. I always want to do something for you."

"These are the responsibilities that one should shoulder as the king of a country alone." He never dared to forget the empress' mother's teachings.Now that the government is unstable, the Queen Mother has abolished the old rule and implemented a new one. The prosperity of the country that has been won for decades cannot be destroyed in his hands.

But now there is a group of people who bully him when he is young and stretch out their hands longer and longer, and even want to control him, trying to control Qingyuan's roots.

Xiao Yunji glanced across the memorial seemingly unintentionally, "What's bothering Ah Zhe? Why don't you tell Sister Yu and listen."

"Although Sister's knowledge is limited and she can't point out the way, it is always better to have someone to help you on the lonely road."

"Thank you, Eldest Sister, this road is lonely and dangerous, how dare you take Eldest Sister with you?" Xiao Yunzhe picked up the spoon, poured the hot soup into his mouth with an immature voice, and praised: "Elder Sister's craftsmanship is unrivaled in the world. "

　Is there anyone who likes Yuwenhuang?

　　Tell the little ancestors a half-happy and worrying story: Today's ranking has risen by 11, yeah~
　　However, it is still far from 200. It is the end of the month, and next month is going to drink wind.Did the little ancestors learn geography well?Help Shengge to see, what will happen in Chongqing next month?Sheng Ge opened his mouth in that direction~haha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)