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A bucket of cold water poured down her head, Tang Ci slowly opened her eyes, the dim light reflected by the four-corner brazier poured in, the corner of the ocher dragon robe hurt her eyes, she turned her face away, Don't want to see it again.

In just a few hours, Jingci... No, the queen mother has already known her identity. She woke up amidst the sobs of the conversation between the queen mother and Rou Ke. Before she could say a few words, the door was blocked by someone Breaking open, the emperor in plainclothes walked in with a gloomy face...

After going around and around, she returned to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but this time she was afraid that she would be doomed.

The emperor was sitting on a chair, sipping tea quietly, if it weren't for the depression in his eyes, it would almost make people think that he had calmed down.

After Tangci was woken up by the splash, he looked at the emperor quietly, and called softly, "Uncle Two."

She was tied to the torture rack, water stains and blood stains mixed together, and her body was dirty. She was clearly a dying person, but she had a faint smile on her face.

This smile, this address, the emperor saw and heard it, like a mockery of him, he was very angry, beat the table, casually picked up the long whip hanging on the wall, thoughtlessly He slashed over and lashed the whip about ten times violently, cutting a strip from his face to his neck, which swelled up suddenly, turning from green to red, with fine and dense blood spots bursting out.

"Hmm..." The roots of the teeth were almost ground to pieces, and the humiliating moan still jumped out of the throat hoarsely. Tangci endured so much that the veins on his forehead burst out, and his fingers pinched the wooden frame fiercely. His fingernails broke in response, and his fingers connected to his heart The excruciating pain and the successive injuries made her mentally and mentally exhausted, a sweetness came from her throat, and she immediately vomited a pool of bright red blood.

The long whip that the emperor swung in mid-air froze slightly, and fell down to gently brush her cheek.

How many times, in nightmares, the children under the emperor's knees turned into evil spirits and came to seek revenge on him. There are princes like Hanshan and Chang'an... Naturally, there are also Yongjia who can't see the bones and don't know whether he is alive or dead.He has been the emperor for 13 years, sat firmly on the dragon chair for 13 years, and has been in charge of the country for 13 years. He never thought that there are still people who dare to put life and death at risk and bet on a game that has almost no chance of winning. gambling.

Stupid dream!

The emperor smiled, and said in a flat voice, "My good niece, I haven't seen you for many years, but after all, you have grown into a beautiful figure, and even the second emperor's uncle was kept in the dark by you."

Tang Ci coughed violently for a while, then smiled slowly: "What Uncle Second Wang wants to do with me, it's better to be happy."

"Will you be dealt with?" The emperor's eyes were full of evil, "You are already a turtle in the urn, let's let you live a few more days to catch up with your second emperor uncle, and enter the underworld after death, so I can send you a few words for you It is the father who is indecisive and overwhelmed with responsibility."

"I don't know what the second uncle wants to send to my father? I heard that the second uncle has been troubled by nightmares in recent years. Could it be that his conscience has been condemned and he has been restless for a long time, and he wants me to apologize to my father? So, but No need. The old man has always been broad-minded and would not easily blame others. If it weren't for this, the Second Uncle Wang thought that if my father was as cruel and merciless as you, would you still be able to ascend the throne? You took him away The throne, killing his child, and vainly trying to persecute his wife, I think the old man must be resentful, even so, if you meet him a hundred years later, he will not vent his hatred with a knife."

The appearance of the elder brother with kind eyebrows, kind eyes and elegant demeanor came to mind, the emperor was in a mess, and he walked away from the memories of the past with a guilty conscience, and snorted coldly: "The winner calls the king and the loser a bandit! If you say so much, you will inevitably die!"

"Of course I will die. I chose this path. The chance of winning is not [-]%. At first, I had the determination to swear to the death." Tang Ci's voice was very weak due to exhaustion and unbearable pain, "I just want to ask Uncle Wang , until now, have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret?" The emperor seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and laughed loudly. He opened his arms, as if to embrace the moon and the sun, "The thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and all living beings, are all under my control. Long live! What have I to regret?"

Gusts of cold wind came out of the black stone wall of the torture room, and the chill rolled in his chest. Tangci couldn't help shivering, coughing lightly for a while, and speaking with a faint smell of blood: "13 years ago, the official During the Keji incident, Bo Hao died of admonishing my father to cut down the vassal clan and accept the imperial staff. This matter spread like wildfire and spread to your ears in the Qizhou Palace, and your heart suddenly became panicked. At the right time, the Palace Chang Shi Han Ru persuaded you that if you don’t change your life, in the future people in the world can claim to be forced and helpless, Qizhou is rich, and you have heavy soldiers guarding the frontier in your hands. If you lose or die, you can’t make up your mind It wasn't until Han Ru used my mother as a bait to persuade you, which aroused the longing you had been desperately suppressing for a long time, that you took the risk."

"So what?!" The emperor raised his voice bluffing, his eyes burning with anger.

Tangci chuckled, and looked at him contemptuously, as if watching a joke: "It's been 13 years, can Uncle Wang get his wish? No matter Concubine Zhenshu, Concubine Zhou, or even Concubine Ning today, which one was not selected according to the mold of my mother's empress?" Uncle Wang is really infatuated, he would rather be alone and be persuaded by the pedantic and ignorant ministers in the court, and he has never let go of his concubine, and has a long line of heirs. I heard that the Shangshan Supervisor and the Imperial Hospital have often sent people to the people to find the prescription for strengthening yang. Thinking about it, at Uncle Wang's age, he shouldn't be able to live happily for a few years."

As she spoke, she admired the emperor's changes, whether it was trembling her shoulders or tightening her lower lip, slight annoyance could bring a playful smile to her face.

Since death is a foregone conclusion, what else is there to say?

The emperor's Wen can govern the country and his martial arts can stabilize the country, but it is not a place where the iron wall cannot be attacked. Empress Yici is his weakness and also his reverse scale.

He flew into a rage, couldn't hold it back any longer, and forgot about Jun Fengfan, his eyes flushed, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed her into her belly: "If you want to die with all your heart, Uncle Huang should fulfill you... ..."

"...Your Majesty!" The emperor paused slightly, the tip of the sword sank into his stomach, and blood flowed out.

Hu Laiyan came in a hurry, and after thinking for a while, he faltered and said panickedly: "Empress Yici is asking to see her outside, and I am here to ask Your Majesty to show me."

Yici...

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked sideways at Tangci, his anger disappeared in an instant, and he said with a light smile, "Bring her here," he paused, and then emphasized, "Bring her here."

Tang Ci, who was tied to the torture rack, quickly realized what he was going to do. The sword wound on his waist and abdomen was mixed with the painful whip wound. It had been unclear for a long time, and she had no time to take care of it. She just scolded desperately: "Dog!" Emperor! What do you want to do! You are an emperor, but you still have a half-human nature! You... um——!"

The emperor smiled sinisterly, found a handkerchief from nowhere, stuffed it into her mouth, silenced her scolding, then patted her face, and said: "What am I going to do, you wait You'll know soon. Then you'll open your eyes wide and see if I'm happy."

Hu Laiyan obediently followed behind Jingci, brought her to the back, got the emperor's look, and immediately retreated obediently with the others.

Long before entering the execution room, Jing Ci walked on the corridor, and saw Tang Ci tied to the torture rack from a distance. The rope was very thick and very firm. Just thinking about it lightly, the pain of the tight binding was strangling her heart. Blockage.The snow-white tunic that had just been changed in Shangshu's mansion was once again stained with blood, and her eyes were red, making her eyes sore and unbearable.

That was my child, she was thinking, the only child I had left alive, a piece of flesh and blood that had fallen from me.

In front of me, that is - my only child.

With a sound of "dong--", she knelt on her knees, and whispered softly to him with unprecedented respect, "Your Majesty, I beg you to spare her life."

The emperor didn't seem to hear that the woman in front of him, whom he had dreamed of for more than ten years, called his majesty, and even...begged him, and he was deeply immersed in the satisfaction of constantly expanding and rising to the clouds.

With another "boom--", she bent down and knocked her head, her voice became softer: "Your Majesty, I beg you to spare her life."

……

Tang Ci, who was several meters away, struggled desperately, trying in vain to break free from the shackles of the rope, and rushed forward to strangle the dog emperor to death!

But everything was in vain, she was still imprisoned on the torture rack, not getting close by half an inch, watching her mother, who would rather cut off her fingers and swear than bow her head, bent her slender waist time and time again, and kowtowed to him beg.

The emperor's laughter collided and echoed in the four walls, which was his loud show off.

Tangci's mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, and he closed his eyes, weeping silently.

Jingci knocked her head more than a dozen times, her forehead was bruised, and the sound of sobbing was like thin and long silver needles, piercing her heart, which aroused the maternal love that she had not been able to radiate for more than ten years.

She put her hands on the ground and wanted to kowtow, but the emperor lowered his body and cupped her face.

The masculinity was gradually approaching, and she already understood what he was going to do, her neatly cut nails pinched her palm tightly, and she reminded herself over and over again that she couldn't take a step back, not half a step.

She slowly closed her eyes and stopped in place, neither retreating nor responding, suffering quietly, waiting for the emperor's kiss.

But the emperor suddenly lost interest, he lifted her chin, and examined her face, after more than ten years, it was still exquisite and picturesque, with charm still remaining.

"Undress for me."

Tangci suddenly opened his eyes, and Jingci, who was kneeling on the ground, also paused slightly.

The emperor squeezed Jingci's wrist, especially her right wrist, where the little finger was sworn off by her.

Four fingers were resting on the belt, trembling slightly.

"Untie it," said the emperor.

Jingci didn't move, she was struggling, hesitating, and sad.

The emperor raised his voice: "Untie it!"

Jing Ci lowered her head, and began to undress him—undressing him.

The emperor felt unprecedented satisfaction. The person he thought he would never get in his life, now, soon, Cheng Huan would be under him, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

don't want--!

don't want……

Tang Ci's face was full of tears, she was so incompetent, not only could she not save her loved ones, but also implicated them...

She didn't want to listen to it anymore, she didn't dare to look at it anymore, she couldn't even escape from here.

She closed her eyes, and there was darkness, endless.