The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 422 Die Like Dust
Nanmeng Palace, Fengque Palace.

"My lord, I beg you, please let the queen come down. It has been a day and a night. The queen is weak and can't bear it! Bi Luo is willing to suffer instead of the queen. King, please let Bi Luo suffer instead of the queen!"

Yan Beili's maid, Bi Luo, is like a dog without dignity at this moment, kneeling on the ground to kowtow to the tall man, and there are muffled sounds, the place where she kowtows has already been covered with blood, she Every time I kowtow, some blood can be splashed.

The man not far away was wearing black Chinese clothes, and the five-clawed golden python on the Chinese clothes gave off a trace of cold air, like a coquettish beast quenched with poison, it opened its teeth and claws at everyone.

Above the palace, there were countless servants and maids, but they all lowered their heads, wishing that even the sound of breathing was silent, for fear of disturbing the expressionless man, making him angry and mad.

Even though the man was expressionless, he was as fierce and arrogant as a ghost from hell. His eyebrows flew into his temples, his narrow and deep phoenix eyes slightly raised, and he was heroic. The redness of the blood and the profound facial features all reveal a strong evil spirit, unlike ordinary people.

He is Zhou Zicheng, the king of Nanmeng, Zhou Ziyan's compatriot brother. His facial features are almost exactly the same as Zhou Ziyan's, but they seem to be completely different. Zhou Zicheng's demonic aura, which seemed to emanate from his soul, was completely different.

The Nanmeng Palace is tall and luxurious. The roof of the palace is more than ten meters high. Looking up, a woman in white with loose hair is hanging high. Her hands are separated from the left to the right. Hanging, bloodstains that have dried or not yet dried down from her wrist, she seems to be in a coma, but also seems to be awake, she hangs her head, her long hair covers her facial features, and she can't see her face clearly at the moment, but Thinking about it, I'm afraid it is as pale as paper.

That's right, she was kowtowing and begging for mercy. Biluo's master, Yan Beili, Princess Dayan, married off Nanmeng and became the queen nettle who was favored every night in the eyes of outsiders.

She has been hung here for a day and a night, with no food, no water to drink, and even two arms have been dislocated, and no one cares about her. Whether it is in Dayan or Nanmeng, her life has never been changed. .

The former is spiritual pain, while the latter is physical pain. For some reason, she actually feels that the former is crueler than the latter. She has no feelings for Nanmeng, and even less for Zhou Zicheng, so no matter how this man treats her, she She won't be sad, on the contrary, her father, who is far away from Dayan, is the one who really breaks her heart and tears her blood.

"My lord, Bi Luo begs you, let it go later, the queen knows her mistake, she will never talk back to the king again."

Hearing this, the expressionless man finally showed a hint of expression. He twitched the corners of his mouth, snorted in disdain, then raised his eyes slightly, looked at the woman who was being lifted high, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Do you know your mistake?"

"Yes, the queen knows her mistake." Bi Luo thought there was hope, and immediately knelt down to Zhou Zicheng's feet: "My lord, the queen really knows her mistake, please let the queen come down."

"If she really ate something wrong, she should ask for mercy." He paused and said, "Like you."

"My lord, please, the queen has not eaten for a day and a night. If this continues, she will die."

The word death seemed to make the man a little angry, he squinted his eyes, and said: "The widow has called so many doctors to guard here, she can't die, the two countries have not yet fought, how can the widow be willing to let her die!"

"My lord, please, please."

"It's no use begging the widow. What the widow wants to hear is her begging for mercy."

Bi Luo nodded in a panic, then knelt down to Yan Beili, crying, "Queen, please beg for mercy, Biluo beg you, please beg for mercy."

Yan Beili was not in a coma, on the contrary, she was very awake, sober that the pain in her arm was as clear as if it had been carved into the bone with a knife.

She forced herself to raise her head, looking down at the man with cold blood, suddenly, she smiled.

No one knows whether she is laughing at him or herself, but in this silent palace, the sudden laughter is particularly obvious, and everyone's body trembles. They know that the queen is going to anger the king again up.

Bi Luo shook her head again and again, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word, she knew Yan Beili's temper too well, asking her to bow her head would be worse than killing her.

"Bi Luo, don't beg for mercy again, never again. I have never begged for mercy from anyone since I was a child. Father, don't even think about it, him! Don't even think about it."

He had expected such an answer, Zhou Zicheng squinted his eyes and smiled: "Look, she is not so docile. If so, then continue to hang her. No one is allowed to let her down without the widow's order. When will the Queen I figured it out, I'm willing to beg for mercy, I'll let you know later." After saying that, the man snorted coldly and walked away.

Above the empty palace, the corners of Yan Beili's mouth curled up slightly, and the white light flickered in front of her eyes, but she didn't want to cry out the pain, and she didn't want to beg for mercy. With such arrogance, she wouldn't give in until she died!
Bi Luo choked up and cried, not knowing how to save her, she wished that she was the one who was hanged above, and she didn't want to see her master suffer such humiliation.

In the blink of an eye, it was another two days, and Yan Beili had been hung in this palace for three days and three nights. During this period, she didn't dare to feed her, and she never drank even a drop of water. Zhou Zicheng seemed to have forgotten her. As in existence, I have never been here again.

"The queen is here!"

As we all know, there are two queens in Nanmeng Palace, one is the main queen who was married by Zhou Zi in the early years, and the other is Queen Xun, the eldest princess of Yan. A little real power.

When Bi Luo heard the words "Queen", her eyes widened immediately, the fear in her eyes was as dead ashes, full of despair!

The queen of Nanmeng, named Lin Yiren, her father was the prime minister of Nanmeng, who played a very important role in the Nanmeng dynasty. My lord, I have quite a lot of opinions, but I just kept holding back.

As for Lin Yiren, relying on her father's power in the court and her own post as Nanmeng, she was domineering and domineering in the harem, doing all kinds of bad things, and countless concubines died in her hands, some of them even saw Zhou Zicheng's face. It's already hell.

What good will happen if she comes here!
Lin Yiren sneered: "It's been three days and three nights, and I'm still hanging here." It seems that even if she was killed, the king would not blame him, thinking, she winked at the maid beside her.

The maid understood and ordered: "Come here, serve with bows and arrows!"

(End of this chapter)