Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 738 Ling Chi boiled, dreaming back to the previous life (3)
As soon as the soldiers who followed King Qin into the capital let go, Shen Zhao pushed away the crowd, went to the porch in front of the hall, and clasped his hands: "It's offended to disturb King Qin late at night, and I have something important to report."

Inside the palace, Xiahou Shiting's deep eyes fell on the people outside the door. He knew who Shen Zhao opened the city gate for, and he was willing to accept the punishment and demote him to be a palace guard. Perhaps it was also to understand her movements. It is convenient to take care of him, and his attitude towards him at the moment is considered polite: "Master Shen, let's go."

Outside the hall, the man's anxious voice pierced through the night, and rushed towards the wind: "Mei Yun was taken away from the Yaotai Pavilion by unknown palace people, and she disappeared. Please ask the King of Qin to send people to search the palace!"

Yun Wanqin opened her heavy eyelids, and there was still a residual smell of the scent under her nose, her limbs were limp, and the surrounding environment was gloomy, with a dim yellow lamp hanging above her head, creaking and shaking, and the damp floor tiles under her body.

As far as the eye can see, there are cells surrounded by wooden fences, small skylights so narrow that no moonlight can shine through, and shackles and shackles hanging on the wall.

It's a prison, a prison in a palace.

"Are you awake? Someone, bring Yun Meiren over here." The female voice was cold.

She struggled to follow the prestige, she was Jiang Yu's personal maid, she couldn't help laughing: "Your master is a mad dog, are you crazy too? You can't escape death by taking me here under the orders of the empress dowager. Now, The people in Yaotai Pavilion should all be looking for me, even if your master wants to punish me, there is no need to use this method of burning everything together."

The maid smiled, and her voice was sinister: "The emperor is not in the palace, and the empress dowager is too busy to take care of herself. There is chaos in the imperial city tonight, and she is too busy with serious affairs. Who cares about a mere beauty? Just rely on your Yaotai Those kittens and puppies in the pavilion, when they find you, I'm afraid they will be mummified corpses. Tomorrow, my Concubine Hui will have her own explanation, and Lady Yun Mei won't have to worry about how my master will deal with the aftermath." Bending down again, he picked it up With a thin cotton handkerchief in hand, soak it in a copper basin filled with clean water, then pick it up again, and twist it with your hands until it is half dry.

A father-in-law came to Yun Wanqin's side, that is, the little eunuch just now, resisted her, helped her up, pressed her on the stone couch in the prison, and lay down on her back.

The maid went over with a cotton kerchief filled with water, opened the kerchief, and spread it over her face.

The wet veil was firmly stuck to the skin, tightly covering Yun Wanqin's entire face.She could only exhale, but could not breathe in air, and the veil was filled with water, and it was heavy, and could not be blown off.

"Mei Yun has seen this kind of death before," the maid said leisurely, as if chatting, and picked up another dry handkerchief from a pile of dry handkerchiefs, soaked it, and covered it with a layer, "people in the palace are called ' Paste gold paper'. Cover the face with wet wipes layer by layer, people can only breathe out, not breathe in, and slowly suffocate to death. There will be no wounds on the body, and it will not make people suspicious, but it is the most painful way to die ... Sigh, this servant also thinks that this method is too cruel, but who harmed Concubine Yun like that, and Concubine Hui hated Concubine Yun to the bone?"

The second wet towel covered her face, and the air was even thinner. Yun Wanqin began to struggle with her hands and feet, but was pressed tightly by the father-in-law.

"Tell Yun Meiren one more thing. It was Concubine Hui who asked the servant to say it before you died in vain." The maid stopped temporarily to cover the gold paper, squatted down, and smiled in her ear, "Does Yun Meiren know who it was just now?" Entering the palace to suppress Yu Xiang and other officials? Our Concubine Hui found out that it was the King of Qin—the King of Qin is not dead, but he has returned——Yun Meiren and her ex-husband reunited after a long time, but they were only destined to meet each other. Very well—” This is why my Concubine Hui insisted on doing it tonight, firstly, tonight is really a great opportunity, and secondly, King Qin is back, if I don’t do it today, I’m afraid there will be no chance in the future.

Hearing the servant girl's words, the man on the stone couch trembled, clenched his fists, bowed his knees, and was pressed down again by the father-in-law.

It's him, he's back.The shadow of death that descended was covered by surprise for a moment, making her almost forget that she was about to die in prison.

At the same time, the third strip was attached, and the wet wipes were like poisonous ants. Once they were attached, they became tight, swallowing up the outside air, and the surprise just now was lost. She slowly lost consciousness and had difficulty breathing, as if she had been thrown ashore , The fish that was steamed alive by the sun and was about to crack did not even have the strength to earn money.

It seemed to be back to the moment before being reborn and being drowned in the pool by the second sister. I felt exactly the same. I couldn't breathe any air, my ears were buzzing, and my chest was about to explode.Also, countless past scenes flashed through my mind, like a revolving lantern.

Before she died of illness in her previous life, fragments of memories from childhood, childhood and adolescence also flashed through her mind.

It seems that this happens when people are dying, and scattered memories are played back in their minds.

Could it be that this time, he really couldn't escape this catastrophe?
The last time she was buried, several medical women cried heart-rendingly, but she was full of confidence, thinking that nothing would happen, God let her be reborn once, and she would not let herself be finished like this.

But this time, she was timid.To live a new life was a piece of luck. It was God who took pity on her for her oppressive and forbearing past life. She was deprived of a lot of what she deserved. She didn't even get what an ordinary woman should enjoy. He gave her another chance.But now, she has experienced everything she should have experienced, and her luck may have run out.

The third master is back.

When he comes back this time, he will definitely sit firmly in court, and maybe he will become the same him in his previous life.

In the previous life, Zhaozong's harem did not have her own existence, she was just the second granddaughter-in-law of Guidehou's mansion, the relationship between the two was far away, and they were completely out of touch.

In this life, if he really ascended the throne as the emperor, how could God go against the track of history and add himself to his harem?
So, is today really my own death day——

The blood color faded from the delicate face, the bamboo shoot fingers were curled into the palms, the veins on the back of the hands were slightly visible, and under several layers of gold paper, the eyes were bloodshot...

There seemed to be a voice whispering in her ear, telling her that she had already earned by living an extra life, and advised her to give up and forget it.

She stubbornly resisted that voice.

She wanted to hug little Yuanxiao, but her son hadn't called her mother yet...

Consciousness became more and more drowsy, her thoughts gradually dispersed like smoke, and she slowly loosened her fingers one by one.

bang——

The lynching maid and father-in-law were shocked.

The iron gate was kicked open vigorously, several people rushed in back and forth, and the strong wind rushed towards them. The servant girl saw several people coming, her face was ashen, and she fell limp to the ground.

"You dog slave is tired of living! I'll wait for you!" When Qi Huai'en saw his master on the stone couch, he hated it, and before he ran in, he kicked the father-in-law in the breastbone.

Chu Xia was small in stature, so she went over there first, and lifted several layers of wet wipes from the woman's face. After a test, her breath was weak and almost undetectable, and she hurriedly said, "Master, wake up—"

The iron boots stepped on the cold prison floor tiles, approached the low and cramped cell, seemed to hear the cries inside, and became more anxious, and his steps almost pierced through the stone slabs.

(End of this chapter)