Waste materials against the sky: the gods favor the little crazy concubine

Chapter 172 The Third Level (8)

She stood up, grabbed Huang Xinxue's arms at an extremely fast speed, and rubbed twice, before Huang Xinxue could react, both arms were already taken off by her.

"what--"

The woman's shrill scream resounded throughout the Zhongyonghou Mansion.

The maids outside the door looked at each other and came towards this side one after another.

There was a bang on the door.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Get out - get out, get out of here!"

Huang Xinxue roared with blood all over her face. Although the pain tormented every nerve in her body, her rationality told her that more people should not see her like this.

At this moment, she still believed that she could solve the trouble in front of her.

"Stupid and proud, you are really hopeless."

Huang Xinyue smiled, and stretched out her hand like lightning to strike at the back of her neck.

With a whimper, Huang Xinxue passed out on the ground.

"It's done!"

Huang Xinyue shook the wet clothes on her body, looked around, and found that there happened to be a bucket of hot water in the room.

His eyes lit up, he took off his clothes and jumped down without thinking.

Hot water soaked the whole body.

Huang Xinyue closed her eyes comfortably.

……

The next day, dawn.

Huang Xinyue returned to the cell clean, closed her eyes, and waited for noon.

Time passed slowly, but also quickly.

She had just taken a nap when several jailers came outside the cell.

"Hey, what's wrong with this door—ah!"

The jailer was first surprised at the incompleteness of the cell door, then he turned his eyes to Huang Xinyue inside the cell, and couldn't close his mouth for a moment.

Amazement flashed across his eyes, and he reacted immediately.

"Who are you?!"

I saw the woman in the prison cell dressed in red, her face was exquisite, the morning light was light, her figure was outlined with moving curves, her strokes were like the bells of creation, her charm was beautiful, and her small and crystal chin was hidden in the darkness. It became more and more lustrous and exquisite like jade, and the jet-black eyes were shining brightly under the reflection of the morning light.

Like an elf in the dark night, ecstasy and soul-stirring.

After the head of the cell was amazed, he became a little more vigilant, he is not a person with a lifeless life, he has been in this place for a long time, and he has never seen any kind of person, but Sheng Jing can count the beautiful people in the prison with one hand Come here!
Who is this woman?

wrong!

What about the inmates in the cell?
That's the one who killed Princess Jinyan!

It can't be gone like this, right? !

There are dozens of officials and lords waiting at the East Gate Execution Ground at this moment!
If... If the person just disappeared like this, what should he do?The entire Dali Temple can't afford it, let alone him as a small jailer? !
When the prison chief thought of this, his heart panicked, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Huang Xinyue smiled, as if she had seen through his mind, her bright eyes flashed bright light, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and said, "I am a prisoner in the prison, just take me to the execution ground."

The jailer's expression changed, he looked into her eyes, and finally sighed.

As of now, it can only be so.

………………

Execution ground.

Dozens of middle-aged men in black official uniforms sat [-] meters away from Xingtai, their faces sombre, against the light rain in late autumn, they looked even more majestic, and the atmosphere was frighteningly stagnant.

Under the table, sat an old man in fine clothes, who was His Majesty's third younger brother, Prince Qi.

Jin Yan, who was killed by Huang Xinxue by mistake, was his most beloved granddaughter.

The chief officer above glanced at King Qi lightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

"It's noon, where is the prisoner?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a chuckle not far away, like ice jade hitting each other, touching people's hearts.

"Master Fan seems to be in a hurry today?"

A little bit of black color gradually appeared in the rain, like the darkness coming out of an ink painting, and instantly caught everyone's attention. The sound of the rain made everyone's thoughts tense.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and in the rain, that person's face also appeared.

The emerald jade crown, the brocade gown with dark silver patterns, and a dark light fur, the light fur is unsurpassed and precious, but what is even more splendid is that the man's face, like the beauty of the world, is condensed in one person's eyebrows, instantly amazed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The eyebrows are slightly raised, as delicate as feathers, and the lips are beautifully curved, and the hands of the gods calmly draw them. However, such a peerless beauty is no match for the stars in those eyes, which shine brighter than raindrops. When they are still and solemn, they are revealed With a noble air.

"Your Highness—"

The pupils of the officials on the table shrank, looking at the person coming, they couldn't help standing up, ignoring the raindrops outside the shed, and hurriedly walked out, saluting one by one, extremely respectful.

The leader, Fan Xing, raised his head first, and wiped the rain off his face, "Your Highness is here at this time, but for the prisoner, Huang Xinxue?"

His gaze was somewhat hesitant, looking at the handsome and noble man in front of him, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Why don't you come sooner or later, why come at this time, could it be that you want to rob the prisoner?

Thinking of this, he began to want to slap himself, crow's mouth!

It is not good to say anything, but to say this, if something goes wrong today, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the responsibility. His Majesty gave him a death order, and today's execution must let Prince Qi witness the death of the prisoner with his own eyes. error!
This...if His Highness wants to do something, what should he do?

"Let her die."

The handsome man stood alone in the rain, the light fur on his body was not wet by the rain, like a sculpture, but what he said made people dumbfounded.

Let her die?

Don't care about Huang Xinxue's matter?

That's good, that's good.

Fan Xing grinned at the corner of his mouth, and smiled extremely dumbfounded. He shot with one hand, and sincerely invited, "Your Highness, please sit up."

The handsome man smiled slightly, walked towards the high platform, approached King Qi, paused, and politely greeted the uncle. King Qi nodded as a return gift, and the two were neither cold nor cold. This scene made others feel a little more careful.

The hours passed by.

The jailer who was escorting the prisoner also came here.

It's just that that touch of vermilion makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Huang Xinyue walked towards the execution ground leisurely, her eyes were calm, the rain fell on her black hair, streaked across her fair and delicate face, and dropped on her small chin, which made people tremble.

"It's really troublesome, I just changed my clothes last night!"

She muttered softly, but the jailer leading the way staggered and fell slightly.

last night?

This woman actually went out last night!
The jailer wants to cry but has no tears, and wants to cover his face and run away. When did the prison in Dali Temple make it so easy for people to escape? !
Thinking like this, Huang Xinyue's figure also walked up to Xingtai.

The figure is slender, the red clothes are swaying, and the heavy rain is slanting, like a gorgeous lotus flower.

Standing quietly, it is breathtaking.

There was a moment of silence.

The corners of the eyes and mouth of the man in black sitting high above couldn't help but twitch.

"Cough!" Fan Xing coughed violently, waking up the other colleagues who were immersed in Huang Xinyue's appearance, and patted Tangmu.

Boom.

Everyone recovered.

Huang Xinyue also looked over.

Fan Xing lowered his face and asked coldly, "Who is here?!"

Huang Xinyue smiled, "Obviously, I am the one who is going to die today."

"Presumptuous! You are not the eldest lady in the Zhongyong Mansion, how dare you seek death on your own?"

Huang Xinyue clapped her hands and praised, "My lord is wise!"

Fan Xing glanced at her suspiciously.

"I am indeed not Huang Xinxue, I am Huang Xinxue's younger sister, Huang Xinyue."

She smiled happily, but there was a bit of coldness around her, and the jailer took a step back silently.

"Bold!" Fan Xing didn't understand the development of the matter, but thought that something had happened to him, and he must not be able to escape the guilt. He was furious, and his voice couldn't help but raised his voice, "What the hell is going on? thing?"

Huang Xinyue sneered, "Then I have to ask you, when I was imprisoned, did you ever carefully look at my face?"

Fan Xing was silent and said nothing.

The incident was very troublesome that day. One was Princess Jinyan, the only granddaughter of King Qi, and the other was Fairy Huangxinxue, who was well-known in Shengjing. Immediately put Huang Xinxue into the sky prison.

Dali Temple rushed into Zhongyong Mansion in a hurry after receiving the order.

As soon as the gate was opened, he saw Zhongyonghou handing over the dying woman to them in grief and indignation.

I never thought that this person is a fake!

Simply daring!
Fan Xing is not stupid, after a little thought about the matter, he almost understood, and he greeted the old mother of Zhongyonghou thousands of times in his heart, he really is not a thing, he dared to do such a thing!

"Lord Fan, what's going on?" The handsome man turned his head and asked with a smile, "I wanted to see the decapitation when I went out today, but unexpectedly, your Dali Temple made such a mistake, tsk tsk."

The man's voice fell in Fan Xing's ears like thunder. He stood up abruptly, his eyes more determined.

Kneeling down, he cupped his hands and looked at the handsome man, "Your Highness, I'm not doing my job well, but please make up for it, and go to Zhongyonghou's mansion to arrest the real culprit!"

The handsome man gave a deep smile, and shook his fair and slender fingers.

It happened to point to Huang Xinyue on the high platform.

The rain, I don't know when it has stopped.

The woman just stood there so leisurely, her beautiful face became a little paler, which made people feel a little more pity, but once they met those eyes and glimpsed the light of wisdom and perseverance in them, the pity turned into love. tribute.

Eyes are the windows of a person, why does such a dazzling person need pity from others?

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Fan Xing looked blankly at the man on the chair.

"That woman, when she first entered Dali Temple, her face was already ruined and her injuries wouldn't last long. As long as she goes to the execution ground today, with a slash of a knife, and her head falls to the ground, will you still think about checking her identity? "

Fan Xing shook his head.

"That's right. Now she can stand on the top safely and unhealed, as beautiful as a fairy, and tell the truth of the matter. Do you know whose credit it is?"

Fan Xing continued to shake his head.

"stupid."

The handsome man glanced lightly, his eyes were a little colder.

Fan Xing shuddered, turned around abruptly, looked at the somewhat arrogant Highness, immediately fell to the ground, and said loudly, "Your Highness, it's all thanks to you!"

Although I don't understand why His Highness's words are so twisted and incomprehensible, but as a subordinate, you can't really be bypassed. At this time, it is also necessary for Biao Biao to be loyal and dogleg!

The corner of Huang Xinyue's mouth twitched not far away, and it was the first time that she met the gaze of the man in Xuanyi, her eyes were full of contempt.

It was still for her to hear such words.

Do you have to emphasize his kindness so much?
(End of this chapter)