Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Everything he said was right, and precisely because everything he said was right, Ling Qingyu felt even more sad.

She put her hands around his waist. For a man, that waist was too slender and pitifully soft. Thinking that it would be cruelly cut off tomorrow, Ling Qingyu felt even more stinging in his heart and couldn't stop crying. It gushed out and dripped between the lips of the two people who were tightly intertwined.

The body of the person in his arms was trembling, and sobs escaped from the corners of his mouth. The tears falling into his mouth still had a warm and salty taste. Cheng Jia suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart, and at the same time, he aroused endless excitement. Courage, no matter how severe the torture tomorrow is, he feels that he can endure it.

After kissing until he was about to suffocate, Cheng Jia let go of Ling Qingyu, held her body that was so soft in his arms due to grief, and sat on the straw bed. He took her hand and touched it through his clothes, with thick eyes in his eyes. With strong lust, Cheng Jia whispered her name in a hoarse voice, looking at her with an expression of longing and pleading.

Yan Qi stretched out her hand to block the hurried Ying Shisan. She watched the man put his arms around Cheng Jia's neck and sat on his lap. The two kissed each other again and merged closely.

After retreating to the other end of the curve, Yan Qi whispered: More money, we won't take anyone out, we want them to give us some more time.

Ying Thirteen nodded and retreated quietly.

The lips and tongues of the two were entangled wildly and fiercely. Cheng Jia lifted her buttocks, took off her panties, and then untied the belt of her panties, revealing her little pussy, which was already full of blood. Brother, he then let her body sit down directly. The moment their bodies merged, a soft moan leaked out from the corners of their tightly entangled mouths.

Ling Qingyu's hands penetrated from his loose collar, caressing the delicate skin of his slender body, and then hugged his waist tightly, making their bodies stick together intimately. The hearts beat together, the sweat flows together, as if the flesh and blood of the two people are fused together, deeply intertwined, and the souls are completely integrated together at this moment, as if there is me in you, and you in me, fierce orgasm Moving, the strong contraction deep in the dense path made the waves of pleasure more intense. The two of them seemed to rush into the clouds together and hovered for a long time before rushing towards the dazzling high sky again.

**** and screams of extreme pleasure were blocked between the tightly twisted lips and tongues. Only the body could not help but tremble because of the pleasure, which then attracted a stronger wave of ****. **, the feelings full of reluctance and love were conveyed through the skin, lips and tongue, and the feelings that filled the hearts made the two of them reach the top again.

Cheng Jia felt that he had never been so joyful and happy in his life, but he still let go of the body that made him reluctant to leave. He gasped and held her hair together, saying, It's time for you to go.

Cheng Jia... Ling Qingyu called out reluctantly, and for the first time Ling Qingyu's eyes showed tenderness when she looked at him. This made Cheng Jia's heart feel as if she had been filled with honey. She put on her underpants, He pushed her gently and said, Yan Qi, take her away.

Cheng Jia! As soon as Ling Qingyu burst into tears, he was knocked unconscious by Yan Qi's knife and fell into Yan Qi's arms.

Take her away. Don't let her see her tomorrow. Looking at Yan Qi, who was dressed in black, with his face hidden behind a black scarf, Cheng Jia said with a smile on his lips.

Yan Qi bowed her head and bowed respectfully to him, then picked up the man and turned around to leave.

Cheng Jia gently stroked the warm jade on his chest. In this way, you will never forget me again. Even if it is just a little bit, Qing Yu, there is still a place for Jia in your heart...

****

At the turn of spring and summer, Bianjing has the best weather. The breeze is gentle, the sun is warm, the sky is clear, and a few white clouds float in the blue sky, changing their shapes.

Cheng Jia asked for water to wash up early in the morning, combed her hair into a bun, and then put on the long white wide-sleeved coat that she had prepared earlier.

When Mei Donghua walked into the innermost independent death cell, what he saw was Cheng Jia, who was elegant and fairy-like in white clothes among the gloomy and dark stone walls. His expression suddenly darkened. There was no other person like him in the world. people.

Why, are the Fourth Princes in charge today? Seeing Mei Donghua, Cheng Jia smiled calmly.

Yes. Mei Donghua said a thousand words, but he could only say this one word. Cheng Jia said it directly in court. The heart-wrenching words made Emperor Xiwen furious on the spot. Even Cheng Xiang could only retreat due to illness. Who dared to do that? He begged for mercy? When Mei Donghua heard this, he was extremely shocked and angry. How could a minister be so disobedient? However, after studying the article carefully for the past two days, I couldn't help but admit that everything Cheng Jia said was true.

Is it time? Cheng Jia looked up at the sky outside the sky window, then flicked his long sleeves and took the lead to walk out of the cell door.

*****

Caishikou of Xishi City is the busiest place where people come and go. Today, a platform was built in the middle. The guillotine on the platform was shining coldly. An open space was cleared around it by the Imperial Guards. There was a high platform built to the north, and people sat on it. The official who oversaw the execution this time.

A huge crowd had already gathered outside. Today, the streets of Bianjing were packed with people, who came to watch Cheng Jia die, who wrote such a shocking book with thousands of words. Among them were many students dressed in Taixue student uniforms.

When Cheng Jia walked onto the execution platform, it was almost noon, the sun was shining straight down, and the wind was blowing by. His white clothes were like snow, and his clothes were fluttering. When he slightly raised his head and looked at the sun Then, when he came out with a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were slightly curved, his peerless elegance made the whole place fall into silence, and there was no more noise.

Cheng Jia, do you know your guilt? The official from the Ministry of Justice beside the fourth prince coughed lightly, slapped the gavel hard, and shouted loudly.

Cheng Jia glanced at him and said with a smile, What crime is Cheng Jia guilty of?

You are treasonous and treasonous. You framed and damaged the imperial court, and you still claim that you are not guilty! The official glanced at the fourth prince, slapped the scaffolding again, and shouted.

What Cheng Jia said was for the sake of the country and the country. I don't think I was wrong. Cheng Jia turned around, glanced at the people in the audience, and with a determined smile, he said loudly: Cheng Jia was taught by the court as a child. , read poetry and books, determined to show what they have learned, establish a destiny for the people, and create peace for all ages. But now, the emperors are absurd, the bosses wield arbitrary power, and amass wealth, so that the living have no place to stand, and the dead have no roof to cover their faces. , surrounded by strong captives, and the smoke of war is everywhere. He does not seek to defend the enemy but damages the Great Wall. What Cheng Jia learned in the past twenty years unfortunately assisted the Qin government. If the king does not serve the people, why should the people need a king? The voice of Chen Wu is still in my ears, thousands of miles away. Why is the country like this? Cheng Jia is willing to use his blood to wash away the cruel poison in the world, what crime is he guilty of?

The students in the audience started making loud noises, and the officials from the Ministry of Punishment turned pale. They glanced at the fourth prince again, and then shouted loudly: You are not allowed to make noise in the execution ground. Do you want to share the same crime with Cheng Jia?

The guards around them unsheathed their sabers, and a flash of cold light made the students take two steps back. Then they began to shirk their duties, and the scene began to become a little chaotic.

Cheng Jia frowned slightly. If there was chaos at this time, those students would definitely be unhappy. He unconsciously looked at the chess table in the crowd.

Before the chess piece was moved, a long whistle was heard, followed by the crisp sound of a piano string. After several sounds, a pair of guards separated the crowd and opened a path.

Dressed in white silk stockings, her long hair was casually pulled up behind her head, decorated with a bunch of white flowers, and holding a guqin in her arms, the woman walked slowly along the road.

As she approached the execution platform, the imperial guard unconsciously placed the knife in front of her. The woman pushed her finger, raised her head and said loudly: Your Highness, Ling Qingyu admires Mr. Cheng and came here to see him off today. I wonder if it would be convenient for Your Highness?

The fourth prince looked at Cheng Jia, who was floating like a fairy on the execution platform, and then at Ling Qingyu, who was dressed in white, and whispered: Let her go, which can be regarded as a good story.

Slowly walking onto the execution platform, Ling Qingyu saluted Cheng Jiashen and handed him the guqin in his hand. Tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes and said, Today you died for the sake of justice. Qingyu came to see you off and collect your body as promised. I only hope that the young master can play one more song to comfort me for the rest of my life.

Cheng Jia took the Chunlei Guqin with one hand, wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the other, and whispered: Fool. Then he lifted the corners of his robe, sat on the floor, put the Qin on his knees, and spoke to her with a flick of his finger. He smiled lightly and said: Jia has wanted to ask you the answer to this song for a long time. Now, can you answer it?

With a stroke of his finger, the clear sound of the piano came up. Looking at her with a smile in his eyes, Cheng Jia opened his mouth and sang as if there was no one else around. Scattered around.

There is a beautiful woman. I will never forget her when I see her. Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy. The wind is soaring, and the phoenix is ​​sought from all over the world. Unfortunately, the beauty is not on the east wall. Use the qin to express your words, and write your heartfelt chats. When will I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation. Wish to match virtue, hand in hand. If I can't fly, I will perish.

The sound of the piano was leisurely and the singing was clear. Cheng Jia smiled warmly. When the last note fell, he raised his head and asked, Would you like that?

Okay! Ling Qingyu nodded in response, stretched out his hand to him with a smile in his tears, and said, I do.

Putting down the guqin, Cheng Jia stood up, took her hand and kissed her lips, then held it tightly, looked at the sky, and without waiting for the colorful-faced official from the Ministry of Justice to speak, he smiled at Ling Qingyu and said, Jia, let's go first. One step.

Letting go of her hand, he took two steps back. Without waiting for the two traitors to come forward, Cheng Jia pulled his hand on the clothes rope and untied his belt. The loose white clothes fell to the ground, revealing his **** The upper body came out. Although the body was thin, the lines were graceful. The fair skin was like the finest mutton fat white jade, shining brightly in the sun. Such beauty made everyone stop breathing for a moment.

Walking to the guillotine, he gently brushed the dust on the wooden bench. Cheng Jia calmly lay down on the wooden bench. Looking at the sunlight shining straight down, Cheng Jia squinted his eyes slightly and raised his hand to lift the blade in front of him. A small insect stuck to his body flicked lightly, he glanced at the figure of the insect flying in the sun, then turned his head to look at Ling Qingyu, with a smile on his lips, and said to the executioner who had already froze: The time has come, let's do it.

There was silence all around. The officials from the Ministry of Justice looked at the fourth prince at a loss. Seeing the excited and obsessed expression on his face, he nodded to the executioner who looked over in panic and threw down the token in his hand.

The servant's hands were shaking a little, and he looked at Cheng Jia again. Cheng Jia just stared at Ling Qingyu, with a happy smile on his face, and said again: Guillot.

The long blade of the guillotine left an afterimage in the sunlight, and blood splashed out, dyeing the early summer sunshine bright red.

The executioner looked at the man on the wooden stool. The guillotine was cut along the edge of his trousers that had been lowered to his lower abdomen. He took the money and got the royal order, and deliberately cut down to the lower abdomen. He should have heard the screams and seen the body broken in two rolling down in pain, rolling on the dirty execution platform.

But the body was just trembling, and then he stretched out a hand, and the woman in white pounced on him and caught his upper body, letting the surging blood dye her white clothes red.

Jia! Cheng Jia! Ling Qingyu hugged his body. He was already thin, but now he was weightless. His slender waist, which was softer and more beautiful than a woman's, had been cut off at the waist, and his intestines were leaking all over the floor. The execution platform was stained with blood.

The pain was too severe. Cheng Jia gritted his teeth and stifled his screams. Looking at Ling Qingyu whose face was filled with tears, he raised his hand to brush the tears from her face and said with a smile: In the next life... Jia will give you... Fuqin again. Would you like to make tea...?

Ling Qingyu had already burst into tears, nodded and said, Okay.

The location where the guillotine struck was not critical, and would not kill anyone immediately. Cheng Jia was so painful that his body was shaking constantly. One hand tightly grasped Ling Qingyu's clothes, and the other tightened Ling Qingyu's hand. The corner of his mouth Blood foam kept gushing out, and his clenched teeth trembled and clucked softly, but he just couldn't hold back from screaming.

Give him a quick death! Someone shouted from below, and the area around the originally silent execution ground started to become noisy. More and more people shouted for him to be released as soon as possible.

Shut up! Whoever says anything again is guilty of the same crime as Cheng Jia! the fourth prince shouted with a ferocious and excited look on his face. It's so beautiful. Cheng Jia is so beautiful like this. How could such a beautiful scene end early?

The surroundings became quiet, and they looked at the man who was still as handsome even though he was only half a body, panting in the arms of his beloved, moaning in a low voice, but not even a scream came out.

Qingyu... His body was numb from the pain, and his face was pale and without a trace of blood. Cheng Jia looked at Ling Qingyu, arched his eyebrows, and said with a smile of joy and satisfaction, Take me to... the Palace of Eternal Life... That's great...

The Palace of Eternal Life was the place where the person she loved most was placed. When he learned about this place, it became the place he longed for in his heart.

Okay! The body in her arms had slowly stopped trembling. Ling Qingyu hugged his body that had completely lost its blood color, lowered her head and kissed his cold lips, and responded in a low voice.

Warm lips pressed against each other, so gentle and caring, Cheng Jia sighed softly: Qingyu... I love you...

The execution platform was already stained with blood. When the sun shone slantly on the execution platform, the man's hand dropped down and there was no movement at all.

****

A cry sounded, followed by more and louder cries. As the first student knelt on the ground, a large area knelt down around him, and then spread like a wave.

Your Highness! Ling Qingyu loosened his lips that had no breath left, looked up at the fourth prince whose eyes were shining with excitement on the high platform, and said loudly: Please allow me to collect Cheng Jia's body!

The fourth prince was a little confused. Before he could speak, Mei Donghua said from the side: Your Highness, just agree to her.

The fourth prince listened to Mei Donghua's words as soon as he said it, and nodded: Okay, I see that you are also a very affectionate person, so I agree to it!

From the empty long street, a group of eight people in white clothes carried a coffin to the execution platform, carefully packed Cheng Jia's body and put it into the coffin.

The people on both sides stepped aside, allowing the woman in white silk dyed red and the coffin to leave calmly. Until they disappeared, the fourth prince sighed: I wonder whose girl it is? Is she so affectionate and righteous?

Mei Donghua was silent and pursed his lips tightly. Cheng Jia, who was always afraid of pain, could be so heroic. The woman did not live up to his heartfelt love. With today's move, I am afraid that she herself will be in danger. What about me? What about me who always thought that I was working for this society and this country?

It's broken! The Jiuding is broken! With a wild shout, the crowd roared again.

What's broken?

The Jiuding in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple is broken! The inscription in front of the Taixue Yushitai is also cracked!

The king has no principles, and God does not protect him!

****

The team entered the Dingguo Duke's Mansion directly. The people who had been in the main courtyard opened the coffin in an orderly manner and put Cheng Jia's body into a special box. Ling Qingyu placed ice jade in his mouth and watched His body stopped transforming into a corpse, and the smile on his face was lifelike. He suppressed the grief in his heart, took a few steps back, and left the box.

Thirteen, you lead the team and we will meet up in Xiangyang. Yan Qi closed the box and said to Shadow Thirteen.

After taking a deep look at Ling Qingyu, Ying Thirteen bit his lip, then he and the other three people lifted up the box, and took more than 20 people out of the hidden tunnel. On the other side of the tunnel was another house, and preparations were made there. A good carriage and horses were waiting there with all the official documents.

As soon as Ying Thirteen and others left, the people here put the body that had been prepared into the coffin and placed it in the main hall.

Ling Qingyu's tears had dried up, and his eyes were full of red hatred. He looked in the direction of the palace and whispered: Cheng Jia, I will not let your death be in vain.

Madam, please leave quickly! The imperial students have already made a fuss. They are all heading towards the palace gate now, demanding that the traitors be eradicated. The Imperial Guard has already dispatched the Yulin Army! Qin An, dressed in moon-white plain clothes, rushed in from the outside. He said anxiously.

Qin case? Ling Qingyu looked at him in surprise. When she left, Cheng Jia gave her the book case. Now he is escorting his body to Xiangyang with Ying Shisan and all the hard work of Cheng Jia. The others , she always thought that Cheng Jia was sent back to the Cheng Mansion, but now that she looked at his appearance and thought about it again, she understood that when Cheng Jia spoke directly to the court, thousands of words began to spread outside, and when he bribed the jailer, the jailer also If there is another group of people delivering things to Cheng Jia, then he has already made preparations and used his own life as bait to do all this.

We are the ones who instigated the imperial students, and the chess case will incite those people later, Qin An's eyes turned red again, but she still suppressed her sobs and said, Young master ordered us to use this to make the matter bigger, and to spread all the rumors. Get out, it’s just madam, you have to leave quickly.”

Ling Qingyu felt a sharp pain in his heart. Cheng Jia was desperate. His death triggered a student riot. If blood was shed again while suppressing the students, then scholars across the country would at least have doubts. Those vassal kings would not miss this opportunity, including in the future. He has gained a reputation for raising the banner, and he risked his life to make careful arrangements to pave the way for his future. However, he had never seriously faced his feelings. Only then did he realize how wrong he was.

How sad, Ling Qingyu, that such sincere feelings were placed in front of you, but you only discovered them when you lost them...