Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"I allow you to go to Hongfeng Villa with Zhilan to protect her closely, but I will also retain your position as deputy commander. You can take up the post at any time!"

"My humble minister, Xie Jiu Princess, is perfect!" Lin Han suppressed his excitement and kowtowed heavily: "It's just the position of the deputy commander..."

Looking at Lin Han, who couldn't hide his joy, Qingyun said meaningfully: "Zhilan is my younger sister, and I will never let her suffer any more grievances and injuries, do you understand?"

Seeing Qingyun's meaningful eyes, Lin Han, who was already very smart, instantly understood, nodded solemnly, and exchanged a look of understanding with Qingyun: "Weichen understands! Ninth princess, don't worry, Weichen." I promise a lot, if you break this oath, it will be against the law of heaven!"

"I believe in you!" Qingyun smiled slightly.

And Zhilan next to her couldn't recover, she didn't understand what was going on?Aren't they talking about the resignation of the mother concubine and the third brother?Why did you suddenly say that the third brother was protecting her closely and swore such a poisonous oath?

Looking at the dazed Zhilan, Qingyun turned to look at Lin Han: "Your new mansion is still under renovation, and you will stay in Changxin Palace (the closest palace to Zhilan's Lanxin Palace) during this time." , and it is also convenient for me to ask you to explain some things at any time."

"My servant obeys the order!" Knowing that Princess Nine wanted to help her take care of Zhilan nearby, Lin Han was naturally grateful.

Holding Zhilan's hand and standing up, Qingyun said softly: "Zhilan, you go back to the palace and have a good rest first, and let Qiuhe come and tell me if you have anything to do."

"Ah? Oh!"

Hearing what Qingyun said, Zhilan seemed to have just come back to her senses, and saw that there was a trace of fatigue in Qingyun's brows, and just remembered that Sister Yun had just returned to the palace, and suddenly felt guilty and uneasy: "Sister Yun, then I I'll go back to the palace first, and you should rest well, it's cold outside, so you don't have to see me off."

"Alright, you can stay at ease after you go back, don't you want to know? Even if the sky falls, I, my sister, will support it!"

"I listen to Sister Yun in everything." Zhilan nodded with tears in her eyes.

Although she promised Zhilan not to send her off, Qingyun still sent her out of the main hall, and then ordered Honghu to send Zhilan out of the gate of Luoxia Palace for her, and told Qiuhe to serve Zhilan well until the three of them were no longer visible Only then did Qingyun turn around and go back to the inner room, took off the white fox cloak on the hanger and put it on, and took Qingxiu and Huang Ying to the pharmacy behind the side hall.

After waving her hand to signal Qingxiu and Huang Ying to stay in the corridor, Qingyun walked out of the window of the pharmacy alone.

Through the gap in the slightly open window, one can see that Mo Xuan is concentrating on developing the antidote, reaching out from time to time to put all kinds of rare or common herbs on the table into tinkering pots, even her arrival is a surprise. I didn't notice it at all.

There was a pot of boiling medicine on the stove next to it. The fire was booming, steam was rising from the pot, and the strong fragrance of medicine filled the whole room.

Looking at Mo Xuan, who was devoting himself to developing an antidote for himself, and caressing the pair of red jade bracelets on his wrists with his fair white hands, a light mist gradually formed in Qingyun's dark eyes, and there was a hint of tenderness in the corners of his lips slightly raised. water smile.

It's great that I didn't miss him in this life, and I can still know and love him.

That way, it's fine.

It wasn't until the cold air hit that Qingyun, who had been standing by the window for a while, looked away, gathered the white fox cloak, walked slowly into the courtyard, and looked up at the warm sun that was gradually setting in the west. Looking at the clear and soft sky, the surrounding flowers, plants, trees and pavilions are shrouded in a golden halo, which makes people feel extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful.

"Princess, dinner is ready." Huang Ying walked to Qingyun, her soft and respectful voice was filled with worry. The princess hasn't had a good rest since she returned to the palace, and she hasn't eaten any food. How can she bear it? ?

Looking back at the closed door of the refining room, Qingyun said softly: "Let's go back, Chen Yu... Forget it, let people not disturb Chen Yu."

"Yes."

Huang Ying respectfully responded, and Qingxiu followed Qingyun back to the main hall, Hong Hu and Lan Jue came in with dishes at the right time and placed them on the table, everyone ate together, Hong Hu served Qingyun After rinsing her mouth, Wu Ying brought tea, while Qing Xiu and Huang Ying removed the bowls and chopsticks.

Instructing Long Ying and others to go back to the room to rest, and asked Lan Jue to take all the memorials to the inner room, Qing Yun looked at Lu Po and said softly: "Is the matter settled?"

"Go back to the princess, everything has been done."

Qingyun nodded slightly: "Wu Ying, can Ling'er arrange it?"

"Master Yueling personally took Ling'er to the embassy, ​​and stayed at the embassy to accompany Linger. The [-] black armor troops have settled down properly." Wu Ying replied respectfully: "There is news from the border, Chu State, Liang State Both Zhou and Zhou have withdrawn their troops from the border, and the rest of the small countries have also quieted down, everything is normal at the border, and besides, the Emperor Chu personally led the army to destroy the Wei Li country."

The hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, Qingyun's dark eyes were like a bottomless lake, making it impossible to see what she was thinking. After a moment, she said clearly: "Decree that the purple clothes guards from all over the world are here tonight Let's go back to Beijing."

"Subordinates obey!"

Silent all night.

At dawn the next day, the people who heard the news that the rebels were about to be executed gathered early on both sides of the street from the gate of the palace to the execution ground. Everyone was rejoicing, but today they were full of anger, and many of them brought baskets filled with rotten vegetables, fruits and rotten eggs, as well as pots and pans, sticks and tiles. . . . . .

At a moment's notice, the prison car escorting Lin Bingquan and other rebels and their adult male and female family members slowly drove out from the palace gate.

Seeing Lin Bingquan and others appearing, the common people became excited immediately.

An old lady who was nearly sixty years old shouted loudly: "Damn old thief Lin, you give back my son! Give back my son's life..."

"Zhang Zishan, you killed today. Not only did you rob my family's property, but you also killed all my family members. You have today!"

"Hit! Kill them! Kill them!"

. . . . . .

Accompanied by bursts of scolding, mournful cries, those rotten vegetables, fruits, rotten eggs, and wooden sticks and tiles. . . . . .Throw them all at the rebels in the prison van.

Soon, the rebels were splashed with sewage all over their heads and faces, and at the same time, they were in severe pain from being hit by wooden sticks and tiles, screaming.

But overnight, Zhang Zishan's whole body was so depressed that he seemed to be a different person, his eyes were dull, and his face showed the appearance of death.

And Lin Bingquan glared at the people around him with fierce eyes, and his knuckles were whitening as he clutched the iron prison cart, looking angry and unwilling.

The family members imprisoned in the prison car at the back cried and begged everyone not to smash them, while staring at the head of the prison car in front with resentment and sorrow in their eyes.

Cai Shikou.

Sima Rui and Sima Yue sat solemnly on the supervisory seat.

The majestic soldiers maintained order, and dozens of executioners were ready to go with sharp knives.

The soldiers escorting the prison cart dragged all the rebels out of the prison cart, escorted them to the execution ground, and knelt down facing the people.

Looking up at the warm sun in the sky, Sima Rui stood up slowly, picked up the bright yellow imperial decree and unfolded it, and the cold voice containing inner strength spread to almost every corner: "The criminal Lin Bingquan, formed a party for selfish interests, harmed the loyal and good, poisoned the former emperor, and plotted against the court." Usurping the throne... Ling Chi! The criminal minister Zhang Zishan, corrupted the law, embezzled the treasury, and fished the common people... Ling Chi! The criminal minister is Yu Huan... Now, according to the order of the nine princesses, the treacherous and sycophant will be severely punished, and justice will be done. National law!"

As one crime after another was made public to the world, the common people were all furious, cursing the rebels to be damned, and at the same time praising the nine princesses for their virtues and sages!

When Sima Rui finished reading the imperial decree, Sima Yue looked at the sun and raised his voice, "It's [-]:[-] noon, execution!"

After the soldiers verified that they were right, the executioners immediately walked to the prisoner's side, took off the wooden name plate tied on the prisoner's back, and then raised the sharp knife in their hands high, white lights flashed one after another, and blood gushed out one after another. Added a touch of color to this deep winter noon.

In the end, only Lin Bingquan and Zhang Zishan were left.

Lin Bingquan still looked obsessed, and yelled at the soldiers who carried him to the wooden frame. In the end, he cursed the late emperor and Mu Qingyun viciously. Blood, still shouting endlessly.

But Zhang Zishan had already been frightened out of his wits by the dazzling bright red on the ground, and let the soldiers drag him to the wooden frame with his whole body limp, and tied him to the wooden frame with iron chains.

"Execution!"

As Sima Yue's words fell, two executioners walked up to them with thin but sharp knives, and began to execute the cruelest criminal law: Ling Chi!

Watching his own flesh and blood being cut off piece by piece, even Lin Bingquan, who was always cold-blooded and ruthless, couldn't help screaming in pain. . . . . .Clearly feeling the excruciating pain, Lin Bingquan and Zhang Zishan didn't breathe until the last knife of [-] knives was completed.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, the common people sighed unbearably, and felt very happy when all the traitors were executed.

At the same time in the prison.

Qingyun stood quietly outside the iron fence, quietly looking at Lin Yulin who was hugging a pillow in his arms and curled up at the corner of the wooden bed, timidly revealing most of his body.

Her hair was a little messy, her ornate clothes were stained with dirt, her face was dull and dull, her eyes that were once sharp were now showing fear like a wounded fawn, and she was screaming: "Don't snatch my daughter, don't snatch my daughter !"

Frowning slightly, Qingyun's face was as calm as water, but a pair of jet-black pupils were as deep as an abyss, faintly glowing with coldness.

Yesterday, she asked Anshi to give the three of them Chen Yu's special pills, just to erase the memory of the three people's conversations at that time. The pills had no other effects. Why did Lin Yupeng become so stupid overnight? Woolen cloth?