The Ugly Empress

Xue Guo has an ugly empress who is talked about by others.

The ugly maiden's surname is Feng, which is the surname of the country of Feng, and she is also the sister of the monarch of the current Feng. Naturally, there is only one reason for her marriage to Xue, which is marriage.

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Teng Yun didn't have a single piece of good skin on his body, and in just two days of captivity, he was beaten to pieces.

He was shackled in shackles, and he was extremely weak. If he could climb, he would never walk like this, but this is not his hometown, and he can't show a trace of cowardice, even if he is a prisoner.

Pushed and shoved by the guards, he was escorted to the main hall.

Everyone is watching this legendary figure, the war god of Teng country, the proud son who has always been invincible on the battlefield, but he is defeated at this moment. From him, we can see the vicissitudes of a country.

However, only those pitch-black eyes were shining brightly, shining with a light that did not show any weakness.

All the people trembled in their hearts. I am afraid that such a person will not be able to stay.

Teng Yun raised his head and saw the only person sitting in the main hall. He was wearing a black python robe and a black crown on his head. He squinted his eyes and pursed the corners of his mouth. He seemed to be smiling, but it didn't reach his eyes.

This man is rich and handsome, with a tall body set off by black court clothes. He has the air of a natural king, he acts ruthlessly, he is headstrong, but he uses soldiers like a god, and he is a good monarch...

Teng Yun had heard of this person a long time ago. He was Xue Junliang, the monarch of Xue Kingdom.

Xue Junliang looked at Teng Yun with a look of contempt, as if it was a charity.

"General Yun raised his head and let Gu take a look."

Teng Yun raised his head obediently, and did not resist, but his eyes were not friendly, cold, full of hostility, staring at Xue Junliang, his lifelong enemy.

Xue Junliang was not angry, stood up slowly, stepped down the jade steps, and walked over.

"Your Majesty can't!"

The Mopao civil servant standing at the front was in a hurry and had forgotten the etiquette, so he hurriedly stopped their King Xue.

This person in the hall is the prince of the enemy country, and he is a generation of war god. Don't look at his weak appearance at this time. On the battlefield, he used to be a blood Shura. Because of this iron general, the crumbling country of Teng country can maintain ten thousand years. years long.

Seeing the civil servant's reaction, Teng Yun couldn't help laughing "haha", but in the laughter, there was also despair at the end of the battle.

Xue Junliang waved his hand to indicate that there was no problem, and walked over slowly, standing just one step away from Teng Yun.

Looking down at the other party, Xue Junliang said: "The general doesn't know, you haven't seen Gu, but the lonely king has seen you. On the battlefield three years ago, the lonely king once saw the general's demeanor. Shocked, just thinking..."

After a pause, he provoked a smile and continued slowly, "This man, damn it."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, walked around Teng Yun, and strode out of the hall, "Come on, I'll let you see how Xue Guo is a martial artist."

The guards next to him got the order, immediately pressed Teng Yun, pushed him out of the main hall, followed by the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty, walking in a mighty way, the more they walked, the more open they were, and finally came to a large empty field.

The empty field is very wide, surrounded by flags, a row of targets in the west, a row of weapon racks in the east, a dragon seat facing south, and a training ground in the south.

Xue Junliang went straight to the target, raised his chin, and the guards seemed to be complacent, and tied Teng Yun tightly to the wooden stake next to him.

After tying them up, the guards retreated respectfully.

Xue Junliang squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand, there was a general in red clothes holding a long bow with both hands, Xue Wang took it, and then another person held a long arrow.

Seeing it, Teng Yun suddenly wanted to laugh again. He finally knew what kind of medicine was sold in King Xue's gourd. He wanted to stand up.

So is it piercing the throat with a sword, or piercing the heart?

The sunlight was very dazzling, and the arrow was illuminated with a strong light. Xue Junliang drew the bow and set the arrow, and the five jade crowns shook gently.

Teng Yun suddenly felt that at this moment, the monarch of the enemy country was a bit attractive, so domineering and majestic, he was a wise monarch, but it was a pity...his surname was Teng, and he was born as the prince of Teng country.

At the age of 19, Teng Yun worshiped as a general and led the army to fight. Ten years of domestic turmoil in Teng, he has fought abroad for ten years, but in these ten years, he still could not save his country.

The way Xue Wang held the bow, the way he drew the bow, the way he nocked the arrow, and even the way he let go of his hand, Teng Yun didn't lose...

"Zheng-"

Then there was a splash of blood in front of my eyes...

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The back of Teng Yun's head was a little numb. He felt like he was lying down, but he was spinning around and felt nauseated. He wanted to open his eyes, but he had no strength in his whole body, and fell into a drowsy sleep for a long time.

He remembered that he had already been killed by Xue Wang Liwei, so how could he be conscious? Could it be that Xue Wang was just a fake, so he was just an empty frame, and could he shoot crookedly?

Thinking about it, Teng Yun smiled wryly. His smile touched the wound, and he felt a burning pain on his face.

He didn't know how long he had been in a drowsy sleep. He opened his eyes and lay on the bed by himself. The bed curtains were not down. It looked like a big room around him, and the decoration was very delicate.

Teng Yun sneered, thinking that King Xue is really kind, and the prisoners are treated like this?

He stood up, but his body seemed to be so weak that he fell off the bed. Teng Yun's hand rubbed on the ground, as if it was about to break, but now he doesn't have the time to mind the problem of one hand.

Teng Yun supported the wooden shelf next to him and stood up. On the tall wooden shelf was a polished and smooth bronze mirror.

The maid waiting outside the door only heard a loud "bang dang", and rushed into the room immediately, but immediately covered her mouth and giggled as soon as she entered.

A maid in peach pink clothes ran over to help Teng Yun who had fallen to the ground, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, have you been frightened by the bronze mirror again? The one in the bronze mirror is not a ghost, but the Empress herself!"

When Teng Yun heard the maid calling his mother, he opened his eyes wide. He suddenly pushed her hand away from holding him, and grabbed the bronze mirror that fell on the ground. The bronze mirror was extremely huge. Now that Teng Yun was weak, he couldn't hold it. Get up, but you can clearly see that in the bronze mirror is a woman with a graceful figure and an ugly face.

The woman was wearing a brocade dress, with a slender and coquettish figure, but her face was bruised and swollen, which was extremely shabby and ugly. If a stranger saw it, they would definitely think it was a ghost. No wonder Teng Yun was taken aback.

Teng Yun looked at "self" in the bronze mirror, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The maid in peach pink clothes said angrily: "Your Majesty, you should be careful, don't break the bronze mirror that Empress Defei gave you, it will be broken, even if you are the queen, Defei is the king's favorite concubine, I don't know how to chew the root of my tongue."

After all, Teng Yun grew up on the battlefield, so he calmed down quickly, looked at the bronze mirror on the ground, and listened to the maid's words, and he almost understood.

Now in these countries, whose queen is an unfavored ugly empress, it is probably only Xue Wang Xue Junliang's original wife.

The ugly lady is called Feng Yun, and she is the same mother and sister of the King of Feng. It is said that she has a very ugly appearance and a weak nature.

Teng Yun didn't speak, and the maid in pink began to make fun of him more and more, and her words became more and more harsh. Maybe she was used to it and didn't find anything wrong with this lady.

"My lady, you... ah!"

Before the maid finished speaking, she suddenly covered her face and looked at Teng Yun in disbelief. If it wasn't for the burning pain on her face, she must have thought that the crisp slap just now was an illusion.

Teng Yun stared at the maid coolly, and said with a smile: "How about me, can I get a lowly maid to speak my beak?"

"Mother...Mother..."

"Get out, and return the bronze mirror to Concubine De."