"How can such a woman with so little power be worthy of being my concubine? She is given the death penalty of having her heart cut out! All people with the surname Wu will be killed by the nine tribes!" As soon as the golden mouth was opened, no one from the nine tribes surnamed Wu survived, and the blood flowed like a river
August 15th is the autumn festival, the day when thousands of families are reunited. It is also the first month after the new king of the Southern Dynasty, Shang Litian, ascends the throne. Concubine Chen, who has served in the court, is waiting for the imperial edict to be conferred the title of empress, but unexpectedly But it is an edict that cancels the imperial edict!
After the edict was abolished, Fengchen Palace was littered with corpses. The originally magnificent palace was dyed red, and there was a disgusting smell of blood everywhere!
"Your Majesty, the person you want to kill is my concubine. Please spare my concubine's elderly parents!" Wu Chen'er knelt in front of Shang Litian's golden boots and begged.
¡°Today, none of you can even think of leaving here alive!¡± A voice as cold and ruthless as hell spilled out of Shang Litian¡¯s mouth.
"Your Majesty!" A soft voice suddenly came from the door, and Ye Zi, who was as beautiful as a sickly beauty, came in lovingly.
"My beloved concubine!" Shang Litian turned away from his cold demeanor and went up to him with a gentle face. He helped Ye Ziqing to the side and sat down, and shouted at the palace maid beside him: "You are so courageous! How dare you treat your concubine? Bring a place like this!¡±
Ye Zi quickly stretched out his weak hands to stop: "Your Majesty, don't blame them, I am the concubine who came here!" His eyes moved to the face of Wu Chen'er who was kneeling on the ground: "No matter what, Chen'er is my concubine. Good sisters, Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu also treated me like my own daughter, with affection and reason, so I should come to see them off on their last journey!"
Her voice was extremely soft, like pear blossoms with rain, which made people feel pity for her. Shang Litian caressed her even more.
However, Ye Ziqing's voice sounded like a demonic voice in Wu Chen'er's heart! If it weren't for this 'good sister', why would she, Wu Chen'er, be in ruins and be buried with all nine clans?
"Your Majesty, please let me die on their behalf for the sake of serving the country all my life!" Wu Chen'er's father Wu Si also kept knocking on Shang Litian, even his forehead was bleeding!
"If you want me to die, I have no choice but to die! It's dawn and you still haven't taken action!" Shang Litian remained unmoved, without any warmth in his words.
"Your Majesty, I just want to die on their behalf" Before he could finish his words, the gleaming sword had already touched his neck, blood splattered everywhere, and his unfinished words stopped abruptly!
"Master! Master" Mrs. Liu wanted to pounce, but she only managed to get halfway. The sword in Ye Tianming's hand had already been wiped on her neck. She didn't even make a sound before she followed the master away!
"Dad! Mom!" Ye Tianming is the number one warrior in the Shang Kingdom. His sword is so fast that it only takes the blink of an eye. When Wu Chen'er came back to his senses, both his father and mother were lying in a pool of blood. No matter how she called, My parents can no longer hear her voice!
The pain of genocide and the tragic death of her parents all stemmed from the man she once loved most, and the good sisters she once regarded as relatives! Wu Chen'er felt as if her body and mind were being torn apart alive!
"Your Majesty, I am a husband and wife with you. My parents are also your parents. How can you be so cruel? Ye Ziqing! Ye Tianming! My parents treat you as if they were your own children, and you actually repay kindness with hatred! You are not afraid of being struck by thunder from the sky. "?" She roared at them, preparing to pounce on Ye Ziqing!
The same time travel, the same rebirth, but a different story, with a protagonist who is both good and evil, absolutely shocking! ;