MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 227 Finale (24)
227 Finale (24)
A man in black stood on the ridge of the house, holding two women's ropes in his hands.
Zongzheng's worry-free and Zongzheng's unfocused eyes changed, his eyebrows moved, and he gazed unconsciously.
The Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled gracefully: "As long as you are willing to let her die, let the arrow go."
Zong Zheng looked at the white-haired woman hanging upside down, and her heart trembled, almost instinctively trying to rescue her. Refrain from panic and impulse, his face seemed calm and indifferent, but the slightly trembling hand grasping the reins revealed the panic in his mind at this moment. He glanced at the golden curtain, faintly felt the sharp eyes behind the curtain, and then looked at Emperor Qiyun, and said in a deep voice, "You treat your sister like this?"
Above the platform, the accused Qiyun Emperor did not respond, still sat upright, did not speak, and never touched his fingers.
There was a sneer in the corner of Queen Mother Qiyun's mouth, and she glanced at the dragon chair in front of her, seeing that the side of Qiyun Emperor was pale, his eyes were open, and he did not blink. She looked through the curtain and smiled at the pain and confusion in Zong Zheng's eyes. She couldn't help but sigh: This woman really is a wonderful and good move. Controlling three people with one person can be said to be versatile. When she looked at Zong Zheng's helplessness, she couldn't see the expression of Zong Zheng's helplessness, only to see him look indifferent, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zong Zheng's unpretentious look was calm. He glanced at Zong Zheng's hand holding the reins and deliberately ignored the tension in his own heart. The sound sounded calm: "Although it is white hair, it does not necessarily mean she Don't you need to be so nervous? "
Zongzheng glanced at him coldly, and at this time, he still had a mood to ridicule him! Zong Zheng wrinkled his lips with a wrinkle, and hummed coldly, "I'm nervous about my wife, what are you doing? Take care of yourself." He naturally knew that it might not be her, but even if it was a little possible, he Can't stand it. Because he can't afford to gamble!
Zong Zheng frowned, of course. He certainly understood that if he could manage his heart, he would not be here now!
A few months ago, on the night of Zongzheng's worry-free retreat, the Emperor and Empress of the North Dynasty disappeared unexpectedly and their whereabouts are unknown. Until a month ago, after the news of the similarly missing Princess of the Southern Dynasties, it was immediately reported that the Emperor and Empress of the Northern Dynasties were also in the hands of Emperor Qiyun. Is this all too coincidental? Apparently, they were led to come over. As for any conspiracy, now the patriarchal government is not prepared to be sure. But if not for her, why should he do such unsure things? Anyway, Zongzheng will have no worries. He just needs to be the fisherman.
But after all, he didn't want to accept her, and wanted to do her best, although she might not need it. Turning his head, he asked the man in black on the roof: "Chang Jian, how can you die?"
The masked man in black was his close personal guard, who had followed him from birth to death. He had trusted the people, but he did not expect that such people would also betray him.
Chang Jian's eyes flickered, and he did not dare to look directly into Zongzheng's unhelpful eyes, and said: "The subordinate betrays his subordinate, knowing that he should be guilty of death. After today, if his subordinate is still alive, let his subordinate handle it."
Zong Zheng said without a word: "I used to trust you, but you betrayed me. You really deserve to die!"
Chang Jian bowed his head, grasping the rope tightly in his hands. Zongzheng said, "But when you were born and died with your uncle, he gave you another chance. Tell me where your uncle's mother and Rongle are now? As long as you are willing to tell the truth, not only will you not blame you, And they will treat you as a confidant as before and seal you as the leader of the Guards. "
Chang Jian looked up, his eyes moved slightly, his brows tightened, and he seemed to be struggling. He never wanted to betray the general with whom he had suffered. However, he did not want the woman he liked to die, so he chose to betray him.
Mrs. Hu, beside Queen Mother Qiyun, frowned, coughed twice, and Chang Jian looked shocked, recovered as usual, and looked at the two hanging under him, saying, "They are in my hand."
Zongzheng had no plans and Zongzheng looked at each other unconsciously. Chang Jian's meal showed that there was a problem.
The Queen Mother opened her mouth again, her voice was low but joyful: "The family of Ai heard that both the Emperor Nan and the Emperor of the North had martial arts. The family of Ai was curious, who are you ... who is better than anyone? Life and death are determined. The one who wins can choose to save someone. How? "
Zong Zheng's unprepared eyes shook slightly, and he set his sights in the direction of Queen Mother Qiyun. His eyes flashed countless emotions in an instant.
The Queen Mother said, turning her head, and smiling at the man around her, the splendid glory spread in the face that never grew old, as if he had heard him say "loving her alone in this life" more than 20 years ago, she was in He whispered in his ears: "What? This game is good, Minhyuk, what do you say? The two of them ... who will win? Who will lose? No matter who wins and loses, this game is very exciting. ,Do you agree?"
Yes, the man next to her is the Emperor Zongzheng of the Northern Dynasty. After hearing what she said, Zong Zhengxu had a pupil, and the hatred in her eyes grew stronger. She seemed to want to strangle the woman.
The Queen Mother Qiyun looked into his eyes, that is, those eyes, once full of affection, deceived her feelings, and ruined her life in only three months. The smile on her lips is still bright, but her eyes are cold like ice. "You don't have to look at me like this, I'm not afraid of you hate, I'm afraid you don't hate."
Zong Zheng was very hateful, but he couldn't open his mouth, turned his eyes angrily, and didn't want to look at her again. He looked at the two brothers on the square, feeling mixed.
Zong Zheng's brows frowned, Feng's eyes were deep, and Zong Zheng looked at it lightly, neither of them spoke and didn't move.
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows, sneering: "What? You suspect that the two of them are sorrowful and fake? Chang Jian, let the rope go. The sorrowful family has to look at them. Who are they who are burned to death?"
Chang Jian's face was frozen, and he lowered the rope in his left hand for a while. The hair of the queen of the Northern Dynasty hanging upside down was choked by the flames, exuding a scorching smell. The intense scorching gas roasted her face and instantly turned red. The burning pain made her start struggling fiercely, like a live fish fried in a hot pan. She glanced at Zongzheng with anger and anger.
Zong Zheng was unprepared for a momentary uncle, stepped forward unconsciously, paused, and watched the high stage.
Chang Jian didn't loose his right hand, frowned at seeing Zong Zheng's helplessness, was anxious and struggling, and didn't let go.
When President Hu saw it, he only put down one, glanced back, and called with a warning tone: "Chang Jian!"
Chang Jian sighed silently, and wanted to let go. Zong Zheng's gloomy eyes sank, and he raised his hand to stop: "Slow!" Chang Jian's expression made him doubt. Couldn't Fu Xie be false, but A Man be true?
Queen Mother Qiyun said, "Did Nandi think about it?"
Zongzheng said without worry: "I want to confirm, isn't she?"
Queen Mother Qiyun said, "How do you want to confirm?"
Zongzheng said without worry: "I want her to speak."
"No." Queen Mother Qiyun refused, without any room for negotiation. Then she said: "The poisoning in her body caused her to give her medicine, and she can't open her mouth now. If you must insist, you still have to wait for her to be pierced by the iron nails in the fire. Anyway, the family of Lai ... Some are chips. "
Zong Zheng's frowns were worrisome, two sharp eyes stared through the screen, his voice was extremely cold: "If she dies, all of you here, don't even want to live."
The Queen Mother Qiyun laughed twice, "You won't let Ai's family die if she doesn't die? Since Ai's family is here, they don't care about life and death. But she, the sweetheart of the two emperors of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, accompanied her. The Ai family died together, the Ai family felt worthwhile. How? Think about it? The Ai family didn't have that much patience waiting for you to think about it slowly. " Always hold the rope firmly.
Zong Zheng was apprehensive. Although he was separated by a distance of more than 20 feet, and the curtain was separated, the eyes that passed behind the curtain made people feel that they were extremely sharp eyes. Although she was talking with a smile, the seriousness and coldness in that tone couldn't be ignored. He began to determine that what Queen Mother Qiyun did today is not a simple threat. Without waiting for President Hu to wave his hand, he and Zong Zheng gave each other a glance, and then raised the sword in his hand, expressing expressionlessly: "Okay. Now that Queen Mother Qiyun has Yaxing so much, she wants to see the battle between Xi and Beihuang. Then what about the Queen Mother! "
Having said that, turning the horse's head, facing the Zongzheng, the evil eyes were cold and gloomy, and the cold air spread. Holding the scabbard body horizontally in his left hand, the internal force of the palm suddenly shocked, the long sword came out of the scabbard, holding it in his right hand, the invisible sword gas violently opened, raising his white hair and flying, his horse hoaring his hoof.
"Fu Cho, draw your sword!"
The soldiers of the two dynasties on the square below were shocked. They entered the imperial city side by side. The enemy was not destroyed. Why did the two emperors fight first?
Someone stepped forward to persuade, Queen Mother Qiyun said impatiently: "Let them all quit, and Lai's family looked unsightly."
Zong Zheng waved his hand without worry, Wu Xiangzi sighed, as long as he met the emperor, the emperor always did so, and no matter how much effort he could give to the emperor, he could easily give up. He shook his head helplessly, led the army back, and out of Xuanyuandian Square. The ninth prince was still in place. 2k novel reading network