Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 832
It was half an hour before it was three quarters in the afternoon, and everyone in the Yongping Hou Mansion had already been tied to wooden stakes.

The rain is getting more and more urgent. After living in prison for a long time, everyone is not so glamorous, and their clothes are tattered and ragged, which can barely cover their bodies.

The supervisor and beheader sent by the court was none other than Jing Zhaoyin and Zhang Ju. He sat in a corner of the built shed, lit incense in the incense burner, and waited patiently.

The surrounding high platforms were crowded with common people. Despite the bad weather, no one left. They came to watch the fun without any sympathy. Some left rotten leaves and threw them to the high platforms.

The general trend is over, there is no chance of a miracle, Xia Mingxuan finally refused to look any further, silently withdrew from the crowd, and walked to a corner.

He lowered his head and fondled the exquisite porcelain doll in his hands pitifully. For a moment, he wondered if he could see his cousin Mo Yan at the scene of the beheading.

If, if he really dies, the biggest regret in this life is cowardice. Back then, because of his cowardice and infirmity, he didn't have the courage to fight against his strong mother, which led to the delay in getting engaged to the Mo family.

Xia Mingxuan thought that it was still early, his cousin's reputation was not good, and maybe Jiji hadn't been able to make a good marriage. When he took the initiative to ask for it and solve his aunt Lu's problem, the Mo family would like him more.

The quarrels of the elders have already been put down with the passage of time. My mother has married my father, succeeded in becoming the wife of the Yongping Houfu, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Thinking back on every step in the past, one wrong step, the whole game was lost, Xia Mingxuan was filled with hatred, but he didn't know who to hate.

Zhou Qian'er took two steps back indiscriminately, looking around, her chest beating.

To ensure the sharpness of the knives, the executioners were sharpening their knives. The fear of death enveloped the people on the stage, and they had different expressions.

Some people wept bitterly, some had empty eyes, and some screamed heart-piercingly. I believe that seeing this scene, everyone would collapse.

I realized that I was going to die, and I saw the beheading knife, soaked in rain, the back of the knife was shiny, without any trace of rust, the handle was red, and I don't know how many people's blood had been soaked in it.

"Miss, are you looking around, are you waiting for someone?"

Xia Mingxuan was slipping away, he was in a trance, the sound of sharpening a knife on the stage woke him up, the purpose of coming here was to find his sister Xia Ruoxue.

When he glanced around from the corner of his eye, he quickly noticed Zhou Qianer's small movements.

Hearing this, Zhou Qian'er's face was stiff, her rain-wet hair was sticking to her scalp, her eyes were like frightened deer, "Brother Ming, let's, let's go back, I really don't dare to look."

Zhou Qian'er didn't lie, she really didn't dare to look at it. At 100:[-] p.m., the execution officer knocked on the hall wood, and after throwing the warrant slips, more than [-] people's heads fell to the ground at the same time. Imagining the blood flowing into rivers and the hideous faces of the heads, she only felt colder.

"What's the rush? It's rare to have a lot of excitement. Besides, the lightest punishment is for treason with the enemy. The whole family will be executed. Your Majesty is merciful."

Xia Mingxuan's voice unconsciously carried a bit of sarcasm, but the surrounding people agreed with him and echoed his words one after another.

Time passed bit by bit, Zhou Qian'er had never felt so long, she stood in a daze behind the crowd, letting the rain flow into the corner of her mouth.

As if separated by water mist, everything on the high platform became blurred, the time was getting closer, and the crowd also became commotion.

The secret guards disguised themselves as ordinary people and scattered among the crowd, looking for Xia Ruoxue's trace.

With Xia Mingxuan as the focus, everyone's every move is under control.

"Your Majesty, could we have miscalculated?"

It was raining and there were so many people, Xia Ruoxue lost Yuan Huanzhi's help, maybe it was too late to recognize her, after all, Xia Mingxuan had changed his appearance now.

"No, don't you see the porcelain doll in his hand?"

In a hidden two-story building, Mo Yan was watching from behind the window screens. The view here was good. She left the palace the night before, and what she was waiting for was today's question.

She liked porcelain dolls in her previous life, but she had a bad temper and always used dolls to vent her anger after being wronged.

Once, brittle tiles were mixed into the floor mat, and Mo Xiang didn't find it when cleaning. Mo Yan's heel was pierced with a big hole, bleeding profusely.

When Lu found out, she was angry and distressed, and forbade her to collect porcelain dolls as ornaments.

After Xia Mingxuan learned about it, he still bought it secretly, but every time he gave her it was not a complete set, and Xia Ruoxue would always snatch part of it.

"Xia Ruoxue likes porcelain dolls. In the past, the Yongping Hou Mansion had a special warehouse for them."

Not many people knew about this past, Xia Mingxuan wanted to contact Xia Ruoxue with a porcelain doll, it was really smart.

The dark sky was shrouded in rain, and the people who came to see the excitement were drenched in the rain. When the cold wind blew, they heard the sound of sneezing from time to time.

Zhou Qian'er pushed back the wet hair on her forehead, wrung out the water from the corner of her clothes, and looked at the high platform tremblingly. There was still a quarter of an hour before she was cut.

She only hoped that the time would be faster, and sooner, so that she could hurry back to her mother's house, avoid this nightmare, and share the bed with a pervert who likes to torture and kill women. She would not be able to bear it and would directly collapse.

"Bring meals to the prisoners!"

Guessing that the time is about the same, Zhang Ju first threw down a lottery.It is a rule to feed the dying people, perhaps because they are afraid that these people will go underground and become starving ghosts.

The officials of the yamen carried food boxes in an orderly manner, and the meals were rich, including fish and meat, which ordinary people could not eat so good.

Mo Yan glanced at the high platform, and then immediately focused her gaze on Xia Mingxuan. She was sure that Xia Ruoxue was hiding in the crowd.

Yuan Huanzhi appeared at the wedding banquet in the Mo Mansion, and he put all his eggs in one basket and played a bad hand. Now that he can't protect himself, he should not have the extra energy to rob the court.

The common people seemed to be very interested in the meals of the condemned prisoners, and they whispered to each other, but still no one approached Xia Mingxuan.

In a certain corner, Xia Ruoxue, dressed in men's clothing, squeezed into the crowd, watching coldly. The moment she confirmed the news of her parents' death, her heart also died.

The Marquis of Yongping has ended up in today's end, the Xia family has no hope of turning over, and they wish to get rid of their relationship.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, who can we count on now?

This scene was as expected, the woman who fell in love with Wanqi Yuling didn't end well. Looking at Ye Wanxi's fate, one can see how cruel this man is. Mo Yan is just a pitiful person who is of value to him.

If one day, Mo Zhongchen is no longer loyal, Mo Qingyu is crippled and unable to lead the army to fight, and has no one to support him, then Mo Yan will be nothing, and will spend the rest of his life in limbo.

While thinking about it, I only heard a few crisp gongs, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Execution!"

Zhang Ju stood up, threw a red token, and the wooden stick fell to the ground. The executioners had already raised their sharpened machetes, and slashed them at the necks of the group of people!

(End of this chapter)