The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 972 The Empress Is Dead
But the sudden pause was not something she made herself. An invisible force seemed to restrain her. She wanted to struggle, but when she was struggling, she felt that her wrist was being pulled by someone, and the blade was facing her. The direction, from Xianyin, turned to herself.

The queen's pupils dilated little by little, and the reflection of the shining dagger became more and more clear.

She watched in fear, but could only watch the dagger getting closer and closer to her.

The cold tip of the knife pierced straight into her throat, and blood spewed out of her mouth like a spring.

The smell of blood filled the entire air, and as the body fell to the ground, the haze of death was quite heavy.

The Queen kept twitching her body. She wanted to say something, but her throat was stuck in blood, and she couldn't make a sound.

Blood continued to flow out from the corner of her mouth, sinking into the mud, and the fishy smell even drowned out the original rancid smell.

Gradually, her twitches became weaker and weaker, and the light in her eyes dimmed little by little, and finally lost focus. In her open eyes, there was only boundless emptiness and fear left.

Looking at the queen who was no longer moving on the ground, Xianyin just stood at her feet, condescending.

Blood soaked the soles of her shoes, but she remained motionless, as silent as if she was not looking at a person, but a slaughtered animal.

The night is as bright as water, and the breeze is like a breeze, bringing a touch of coolness.

A carriage slowly drove away from the Hou Mansion and disappeared into the night.

Sitting at the front of the car, Mu Yang and Mai Sui looked at each other, their eyes filled with the sweetness of the separation.

Inside the car, Su Xi leaned against Ling Juncheng's arms and yawned, looking a little sleepy.

"There is still a long way to go back, let's sleep next to me for a while."

Seeing her tugging towards his arms again, Ling Juncheng pulled a corner of the robe to cover her body.

It's about to enter the early autumn, and the night is a bit cooler.

Su Xi leaned against him and fell asleep.

These days, while she was worried about her father's health, and because she was worried about him, she couldn't sleep well every night.

At this moment, all the worries were relieved, and as soon as the body relaxed, the eyelids could no longer support it.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep, almost at the speed of falling asleep in seconds.

Halfway through the carriage, a figure suddenly came in a hurry.

Mu Yang hurriedly stopped the carriage, but fortunately he reacted quickly and did not cause the carriage to bump. While stopping the horse, he did not forget to stretch out a hand to protect the ears of wheat.

Maisui glanced at him, lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly.

In times of crisis, he also remembered to protect her.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Mu Yang frowned.

He glared at the elusive Yuan Shen with displeasure: "Yuan Shen, you are so reckless, don't you want to live! The imperial concubine is asleep at this moment, wake her up, and wait for the emperor to pick your head off!"

Afraid of waking Su Xi up and his own head being decapitated, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"I have something urgent to report to the emperor." Yuan Shen touched his still neck, and walked to the side of the carriage bravely.

"The emperor calm down, the subordinates have no intention of disturbing the emperor and the noble concubine," he cupped his hands and saluted respectfully, "There is a rumor from the cold palace that the queen has killed herself."

In the car, Ling Juncheng glanced at Su Xi who opened her eyes in a daze: "Are you sleeping well?"

"I heard who said who committed suicide" A lot of things happened recently, even though Su Xi fell asleep, she still remained vigilant.

So she heard Yuan Shen's words, but she didn't hear them very clearly.

(End of this chapter)