Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

As a general of the Zhu Kingdom who commands an army of 70 Cang Ling, there is no doubt about her strength.

After all, she is not only the youngest person in the history of Shangzhu Kingdom, but also the only genius who broke through the Guiyi Realm before the age of 20 since the founding of Daxia for thousands of years.

Coupled with the battle formations, tactics, and military strategies passed down from generation to generation by the general family, this created the [Wushuang Pillar Kingdom] that was already powerful in the Cangwu Icefield at a young age.

However, even as powerful as she is, there is still an imperceptible sadness lurking in her eyes.

Da da da…

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Then a woman wearing light armor appeared at the entrance of the aisle.

"Miss…"

The person who came was Lu Luo, the personal maid who had been with Gu Simiao since she could remember.

In Huangzhou, only Luluo could call her that.

Gu Simiao calmed down, then turned around, looked at Luluo, and said calmly: "Luluo, have everything been done?"

Luoluo nodded.

"It's all done, miss."

"Well, that's good, thank you for your hard work."

As she spoke, Gu Simiao gently patted the white snow off her shoulders, then closed her eyes for no reason and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of distracting thoughts in her eyes, which were clear and firm.

"Then it's time to take action."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked firmly towards the exit.

Looking at Gu Simiao's back, Luluo showed an inexplicable look of confusion on her face. Then, she hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth.

"Miss."

"Ok?"

Gu Simiao paused slightly.

"what happened?"

Luluo mustered up her courage and asked in a deep voice: "Miss, do you really want to do this? Master and the others..."

"I know, Pothos."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Simiao interrupted expressionlessly.

"I know what you want to say and what it means, but..."

The steps that had stopped briefly lifted up again, this time without any pause.

"I have no choice."

As she said these words, a blue butterfly suddenly appeared around her body.

The next second, the butterfly suddenly bloomed with a blue light. At the same time, her figure gradually became blurred, and the surrounding air began to distort.

In just a moment, her figure disappeared completely with the disappearance of the butterfly, as if she had never appeared.

There is only a faint scent left in the air, telling what happened just now.

Unreal and real.

Chapter 37 Righteous Shots

Luo Jing, Tianlao.

In some death row.

Xia Yan knelt down on the extremely dirty straw and looked at the rich prison meal in front of him, his face not wavering at all.

No matter in prosperous times or troubled times, prison food is basically extremely unpalatable. It is either rancid food or pig food accompanied by chaff, which is extremely difficult to swallow.

But there is one exception.

That is the last meal that nominally every death row inmate enjoys - the decapitation meal.

Although the official document of execution has not been issued for some reason, since the emperor has approved it, we can prepare to be decapitated.

After all, after entering this death row, it is basically impossible to leave except to be escorted to the execution ground for execution.

Especially now that the Empress Dowager Zhao has fallen, all the once arrogant followers of the Empress Dowager have been captured and taken to the Tianlao, making the entire Tianlao overcrowded. In order to make room for them, the flow of prisoners must naturally be accelerated.

Every day, dozens of people were taken to the execution ground, and dozens more were added, and the cycle continued.

People like Xia Yan, who have solid evidence and have already confessed, are among the first to be executed. They can be escorted to the execution ground immediately after the official documents are issued to make room for those who come after them.

After a moment, Xia Yan suddenly sighed quietly.

Then, as if he had accepted his fate, he picked up the bowl of decapitated rice that was full of color, flavor and taste, and started to eat it slowly.

Naturally, he would not be the only one on death row.

Sunlight shines in through the window sill, and in the constantly floating light, voices begging for mercy, shouting for injustice, scolding, and confessing come and go.

Obviously, when the jailer brought the decapitated meal in front of him, no one else could be as open-minded as Xia Yan when faced with the impending end of his life.

Next to Xia Yan was his only son, Xia Yun.

He looked at the delicious and fragrant rice in front of him with a gloomy expression, but he had no appetite at all.

He is only this year, in his prime, and in the two years since he joined the sect, he has been repeatedly praised by his master. His talent is excellent. If he can grow up step by step, he may achieve great things in the future.

At least he could surpass his father who spent his whole life as a seventh grade county magistrate in an obscure place like Yongchuan.

As a result, just when he was dreaming about making great achievements in the future, he was arrested from the Misty Immortal Sect with an arrest warrant and sent to death row.

Before he could react, he fell from heaven to hell.

How could he be willing to let his once bright future turn into a mirror?

His life has just begun!

"Dad, are we really doomed?"

Hearing this, Xia Yan's shoulders trembled slightly, but he just ate silently without saying a word.

Although he didn't say anything, his reaction said everything.

Xia Yun asked with a look of reluctance: "Dad, please say something! You have been an official for so many years, so you must have many disciples, former officials or close friends in the same family, right? Aren't any of them doing well? If there are any, quickly find a way to ask them for help!"

"I don't want to die!"

Xia Yan shook his head, and then let out a helpless sigh.

"Sorry, dad is incompetent."

Five simple words completely shattered Xia Yun's last hope.

Xia Yun's face darkened, and his hands dropped down weakly.

Xia Yan put down the bowl, then lay down on his side, looking calmly at the dancing sparks in the brazier not far away.

"Dad did something wrong and violated the sage's way. He deserves this retribution. Dad has nothing to say. It's just a pity that it has hurt you, and it has also hurt your mother and your sister."

As he said that, Xia Yan glanced at the cell next door with guilt on his face, where his married wife and their daughter were suffering with him.

Then he pointed at the untouched rice in front of Xia Yun and advised: "Eat, my child, no matter what, you can't be a starving ghost even if you die. Besides, under the nine springs, there are father and Your mother and sister are with you, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

This time it was Xia Yun's turn to become silent.

After a while, he finally slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the rice bowl tremblingly, and started eating in small bites.

Under the oily disheveled hair, clear tears gradually fell down and fell into the rice, adding a bit of bitterness to the rich rice.

And at this moment-

pat...

The heavy door suddenly opened, and the dazzling sunlight that shone in quietly brought a glimmer of hope for life.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a burst of footsteps, several figures quickly walked through the corridor in the middle of the cell, and finally walked straight towards the cell where Xia Yan was located.

"Lu Geisheng, in front of you is the cell where prisoner Xia Yan is being held."

"Okay, please lead the way."

"Lu Gei's words are serious. Your Majesty has said that as long as it is something you want to do with Lu Gei, as long as it does not violate the laws of Daxia, all yamen must cooperate with it. The small ones are just following your majesty's instructions. Lu Gei does not have to be like this. polite."

"..."

When Xia Yan heard his name mentioned, his eyes moved slightly and he looked over subconsciously.

At the same time, Lu Chen, who was walking quickly led by several old jailers, happened to look over.

The moment their eyes met, Xia Yan's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, with obvious surprise in his eyes.

Listening to their conversation just now, he instinctively thought that some big shot was coming.

It turned out to be a young man wearing a green official robe...

And this young man…

"Long time no see, Lord County Lord."

Lu Chen walked into the cell, looked at Xia Yan who looked surprised inside, and said hello softly.

"Do you still remember me?"

Xia Yan nodded habitually, and then looked at Lu Chen with a complicated expression.

After a while, he slowly spoke.

"Lu Huaiyu, right..."

Hearing this, Lu Chen was surprised.

I didn't expect that this guy actually remembered him.

Lu Chen nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's me. I didn't expect Mr. Xia to still remember me."