The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 605 Skinning and deboning, crushing bones and ashes!
He was very angry at her dismissive appearance, and ordered her to be executed.

He thought she would beg for mercy, but no.

Originally, he didn't really want to kill her, as long as she begged for mercy, he punished her and then spared her.

But this time he never waited for her begging for mercy.

When he made the decree, his hands were trembling, and in the end it was handed over to Yun Mei to handle it.

After that, there was no Shangguan Jin in Dongming Palace.

It's just how to deal with it, he didn't ask, and he didn't want to ask.

What happened more than 20 years ago was repeated in his mind over and over again, as if deliberately torturing him, Shangguan Jin's emaciated appearance was deeply etched in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Even though he has changed Qiujin Palace into Yunxiang Palace, every time he goes there, he still seems to see her shadow.

Even when he fell asleep with Yun Mei, he always thought that the woman in his arms was her.

After that, he tried to forget her on purpose. Twenty years have passed, and he really did it. Now he seems to have forgotten what she looks like, and he has almost forgotten that Yunxiang Palace was the bedroom he chose for her in the first place.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Who is calling him?Why is this voice so familiar?

Looking back suddenly, he found that he was still in the ten-mile peach grove at this time, and the woman in pink was looking at him with a smile.

"Jin'er!" He was a little overjoyed, and ran over in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, you are here, I have been waiting for you."

"Are you waiting for me?" He was a little surprised.

"Yes." There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, which seemed more beautiful than the peach blossoms that bloomed in early March.

"Jin'er..." His mind fluttered, and he couldn't help holding the woman's hand, "Jin'er, you're finally back?"

"Yes..." Shangguan Jin still smiled, but this smile seemed a little tricky.

In the next moment, he heard a "puff", and a dagger was pierced through his heart.

The other end of the dagger was held in her hand.

"Jin'er, you..."

"I came to see you this time to seek revenge." Shangguan Jin smiled brightly, and pushed the dagger into his heart little by little.

"Why... why are you treating me like this?" His eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't accept how the smiling woman in front of him suddenly turned on him.

"Why do you say?" Shangguan Jin's smile became colder, "Do you know how I died?"

"Death..." He only felt that his heart was getting more and more painful, and his heart was getting colder.

"Skinned and deboned, smashed to ashes! Now, I will let you taste this."

At this moment, Shangguan Jin was more ruthless than he had ever seen before, and that gentleness was gone.

"No, don't, Jin'er, don't kill me..." The candlelight flickered, Emperor Xing's brows became tighter and tighter, and he kept struggling.

In front of the dragon couch, stood a cyan figure, looking expressionlessly at Emperor Xing who was trapped in the nightmare.

His figure was very thin, and he looked a little thin and weak.

When Emperor Xing struggled enough, he leaned over and pulled out the silver needle inserted in Emperor Xing's heart, and disappeared in the bedroom in a flash.

"Don't, don't!" Emperor Xing suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the couch.

At this time, he was already covered in cold sweat, his whole body was drenched, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"Peel the skin and remove the bones, smash the bones to ashes!" He was still muttering this sentence until he woke up.

Gently wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he still had lingering fears. The scene just now was so clear that it didn't seem like he was dreaming at all.

Jin'er, Jin'er...

She still hates him after all!
Emperor Xing suddenly found that after he woke up from the nightmare, he seemed to be unable to remember her appearance.

That smiling face was a vague existence in his mind.

"Guiming, Guiming..."

He called twice but got no response, he frowned and said coldly, "Come on, come on!"

However, there was still no response, and the entire bedroom was silent.

Emperor Xing frowned, and lifted the brocade quilt to pour water.

However, as soon as he got off the bed, he looked up and saw a portrait suddenly appearing on the screen in front of the bed.

When he walked in to look, he suddenly turned pale with fright and staggered.

This... This is Shangguan Jin!

The woman in the painting is walking through the peach blossom forest, holding a flower basket in her hand, with a bright smile on her lips.

Especially the touch of vermilion plum blossoms on her neck, adding a touch of charm.

This is clearly the scene when they first met!

"Ghost, there is a ghost!" Emperor Xing's heart seemed to be pinched, and he couldn't breathe.

How could there be a painting by Shangguan Jin here?

Since her death, the entire Dongming Palace has lost her things!

"Come on, come on!" Emperor Xing's eyes flashed with horror.

"Your majesty, are you calling me a concubine?" At this moment, an even weirder thing happened, the woman in the painting moved and waved to him!
"Don't come here, don't come here..." Emperor Xing backed away in fright.

"Isn't the emperor looking for a concubine? Why are you leaving when the concubine comes?"

"You, what kind of monster are you?" Emperor Xing's hands were filled with cold sweat, "National teacher, national teacher!"

"Stop shouting, Your Majesty, no one will come, it's just you and me here. We haven't seen each other for many years, has Your Majesty ever thought of me? Tonight, we might as well catch up on the old days."

Emperor Xing was almost paralyzed with fright, "Don't come here..."

"Your Majesty, don't go."

Seeing a silver light flash in the woman's hand, Emperor Xing immediately rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

But for a moment, a cyan figure appeared beside him.

The man glanced at Emperor Xing who was stunned on the ground, sarcasm flashed across his eyes, and he dragged him onto the dragon couch.

He lifted his foot forward, took the portrait hanging on the screen, and replaced the incense in the incense burner, and then left.

The bedroom was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

"Jin'er, Jin'er..."

Hearing the name being called by Emperor Xing, Guiming was stunned for a moment, and then called a few times in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

"Jiner!" Emperor Xing called Shangguan Jin's name and stood up abruptly.

"Your majesty, you are a slave."

When Emperor Xing saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the opposite screen, it was empty and there was nothing there.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked again, but there was still nothing.

"Could it be... Could it be that everything last night was a dream?"

Nightmares, dreams within dreams?

Seeing Emperor Xing's haggard appearance, Guiming asked in a low voice, "Did the emperor have a nightmare last night?"

Emperor Xing did not answer, but asked in a deep voice, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time."

"Hurry up, change my clothes quickly, it's getting late!" Xing Emperor said and got up in a hurry, but after a moment of top-heavyness, he fell down.

Guiming hurriedly supported him, and said at the top of his voice, "Come on, the emperor has fainted, please pass it on to the imperial physician, to the imperial physician!"

Just like that, Emperor Xing fell ill, and from time to time chanted the name of the dead concubine Xian in his sleep.

Soon, rumors spread in the palace, saying that the concubine Xian was wronged by her death, and now she is here to demand the life of the emperor!
(End of this chapter)