My Cousin is So Weak.

Chapter 285 Extra: How Liangliang ended up with the full plan

"Let's go, it's time to go to the execution ground today. After waiting for so long, I finally want to let the knife see blood."

The jailer in the prison said this without any politeness at all, as if these people in front of him were not royal aristocrats. A few years ago, they were still high-ranking princes and princes, but now they were being sent away with heavy shackles and bracelets. To the execution ground.

The only thing waiting for them is to be beheaded all the way. In the next life, they can open their eyes wide and don't stand in the way of others, and maybe they can have a stable and smooth life.

It was windy and snowy, and the clothes were thin.

But no one cares whether these death row prisoners are cold or not. No matter how cold they are, they can't last more than a few hours, right?

During the **** process, King Chun was more sad than his heart. On the contrary, Song Shi also kept looking at the pedestrians on the left and right to see if there was the person he wanted to see among them.

During this period of time, I was locked up in prison and had no access to anything.

Somehow, the memory of the previous life seemed to be getting clearer and clearer, but what he recalled this time was more about the year he and Jiang Shiyuan first got married, how they treated each other as if they were guests, and how they sang in harmony.

One person plays the piano and the other paints.

One person plays chess and the other makes tea.

He once had the rarest but happiest days in the world, but he didn't cherish them at all. So later, under the instigation of his mother and the indulgence of his own selfish desires, he pushed that beautiful woman further and further away...

Maybe people are like this. When they live a smooth life, they don't think about the decisions that delay others. They are preoccupied with how to get more benefits for themselves, but they forget that people can be big and big. It is big enough to hold the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in the world, and a person can be so small that there is no room for a grain of sand in his heart.

Where to go depends on how you treat this long life...

The prison car stopped, and everyone in Prince Chun's Mansion was taken to the execution ground. There were many people watching the excitement below, all chattering about the crimes of Prince Chun's Mansion.

Look, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, no crime can be pinned on their heads.

Even if they are crying out for injustice at this moment, no one will beat the gongs and drums for them to complain.

"The time has come for the execution!" The executioner raised his knife and brought it down with great deftness, just like chopping melons and vegetables. The heads of everyone in Prince Chun's Mansion fell off one after another.

Until Song Shiye, he was pressed and put his head on the chopping board.

In a daze, he saw a woman with a sweet smile speaking softly to him in the sun.

"Husband, you are back..."

He smiled, and then there was a sharp pain, and soon the world was spinning so hard that he forgot what he saw when he closed his eyes for the last time, and only remembered that sentence in his mind for a long time.

Those words will never appear again in this life, the next life, and the next life...

The execution took nearly an hour, and all 367 people in Prince Chun's palace were killed. The empress ordered the corpses to be exposed in the wilderness to serve as a warning and tell the world the consequences of rebellion.

At the same time, Jiang Shiyuan was taking a nap when the news was sent to Ning'an Garden.

After hearing this, Pei Zifeng only said, "Madam, have a good sleep, please don't disturb me." Then he turned around and entered the bedroom, took off his outer robe, and got into bed.

There was a faint fragrance inside, and it was so warm that he couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Shiyuan muttered, turned around, shrank into his arms, and then said coquettishly.

"It's cold, I need to hold him."

"Okay, hold it."

Pei Zisu smiled fondly, it would be best for his wife to marry him!

over.