Chapter 1

"You still won't?"

The eunuch in red stood in the dark dungeon, staring at the woman on the ground who could barely recognize the human form.

The woman was lying on the ground in a strange posture, dressed in rags and covered with blood. Only her eyes were so bright: "tell, Wei Zheng, I have never collaborated with enemies and treason!"

After the severe punishment, every word Xie Fuyao said seemed to have a knife cutting his throat. However, the momentum of his words still vaguely reflected the elegant demeanour of the commander-in-chief of the Xie family army in the past.

She was defeated in the first battle with northern Iraq, which resulted in the burial of 100000 loyal souls. As the commander in chief, she can bear the crime. But she didn't commit treason, and Xie Jiajun can't bear the charge.

Even death, she can not recognize!

After ten days of asking, the eunuch was annoyed. He waved his hand and said, "in that case, don't blame the other family for being rude. Someone is coming."

Words did not finish, but was interrupted: "empress thousand years old!"

queen?

When the sound of footsteps comes, the prisoner kneels on the ground. Xie Fuyao raises his eyes in a trance, but suddenly flashes Wei Zheng's promise that day.

"Fu Yao, when you come back from victory, I will make you queen."

But she was defeated in northern Iraq, and was tortured in prison. Instead of meeting her once, Wei Zheng even chose the queen?!

A pair of embroidered shoes appeared in her sight, embroidered with gold phoenix, and inlaid with huge east pearl, which made the prison bright.

Looking up, it's a phoenix in red, embroidered with gold thread, with a golden crown on its head and a little red on its eyebrows. It's a bit more glamorous than the blood in the prison.

Yes, she is the third cousin, Xie Yurou.

"Xiao Ba, if you listen to my sister's words and let go earlier, you won't have to suffer a lot of skin and flesh. As long as you admit that you have collaborated with the enemy and betrayed your country, I will ask your majesty to spare your life. How about that? "

The smile on her face is as gentle and warm as ever, but her eyes are full of fierce and cold look.

Xie Fuyao raised his eyes difficultly. His mind was already a little numb, but he still remembered to refute: "Xie Jiajun has never collaborated with the enemy to betray the country, neither have I!"

Xie Jiajun was her father's lifelong effort, and handed it over to her before he died. This army, like her, can die on the battlefield, but not in the stigma!

Seeing that she was stubborn, Xie Yurou lowered her head, pinched her chin, and said casually, "Why are you doing this?"

Sharp nails pierced her wound. Xie Fuyao snorted. When his eyes were enlarged, he suddenly saw the crown on her head.

The string of reason is also continued after knowing.

"Queen... Is that you?"

As early as when she was in prison, she knew that she had been framed by someone. She also knew that Wei Zheng was afraid that his appearance was different. But she did not expect that the person who became the queen turned out to be her closest third cousin, Xie Yurou!

See her look and unbelievable appearance, Xie Yurou is very satisfied, loosen her chin, take out the PAZI, disgusted to wipe his fingers: "it's me, sister."

"Where's Wei Zheng?"

Xie Fuyao stared at the woman in front of him and said, "I want to see him!"

In the end, he once served as the commander of the three armed forces. He was still in such a terrible situation.

Xie Yurou was scared to step back by her cannibalism. After reaction, she whipped her body with a whip and said: "what are you, and you deserve to call the emperor's name?"

The whip is a special steel whip, which is covered with thin and dense thorns. When it is drawn on a person, it will bring bleeding meat in an instant.

The tiger stool, with iron and steel nails, is now whipped, with blood splashing on the ground. Raoshi xiefuyao has a firm temperament and can't help curling up.

This painful appearance pleased Xie Yurou. She threw the whip aside, raised her foot to step on the bloody hands whose nails had been pulled out, and poked Xie Fuyao's heart with a knife: "besides, how does the emperor of the Western Qi Dynasty meet a woman who wanders among men all day? He said, "it's dirty to touch you!"

The sharp pain of the whole body made Xie Fuyao a little unconscious. This was more like a heavy hammer, which made her mind buzzing: "what did you say?"

At the age of 15, she was pleased with Wei Zheng. At the age of 17, she took off his red makeup and put on his armor. After the war, for him to pacify the world, in the end, in exchange for a touch her dirty?

"Well, it doesn't matter if you die to understand."

Xie Yurou raised her lips sarcastically: "do you really like you when the emperor? If it wasn't for your father's Xie Jiajun, who is good at military layout, he would not have looked at you more. The emperor has been fighting with you for so many years that he often feels nauseous. Fortunately, the emperor is finally free now. In order to get rid of your burden, he did not hesitate to let people hand over the array plan to northern Iraq, and asked me to imitate your handwriting and forge your correspondence with the king of northern Iraq. Now the evidence of treason has spread to the three armies. Everyone regards you as a demon. The emperor has ordered that you be executed tomorrow to stabilize the morale of the army! "

"You

Looking back after her imprisonment, she knew that someone must be a ghost. Otherwise, how could she be defeated in the war with northern Iraq? But she didn't expect that Wei Zheng, in order to get rid of himself, did not hesitate to destroy the Great Wall to do such stupid things! Xie Fuyao felt that all her blood flowed to her heart. She couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth and vomited a lot of blood. In front of her eyes, she was black and couldn't see clearly. She stares at Xie Yurou, hoping to cut him into pieces: "why..." Xie Yurou's face is grim, stepping on the strength of her hands is a bit heavier, staring at Xie Fuyao's painful expression, word by word: "good sister, why do you say? As the eldest daughter of Xie Guogong, it is clear that I am the favorite of thousands of people. Because of your martial arts father, I have been oppressed by you everywhere! Even now, the emperor has left you a little pity! " When she said this, she thought of something else and said with a strange smile: "it's a pity, how can my sister allow this kind of thing to happen? She died under the name of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and she has been infamous with your father and daughter's Xie Jiajun for thousands of years. Is my sister satisfied with this way of death?"“ Thanks, rain and Rou, you have to die! " Xie Fuyao clenched his teeth. The hatred in his voice was like a knife. The wound on his face split, and the blood dripping was like tears“ But now, it's your sister who has to die. " With a low smile, Xie Yurou stepped back and rubbed the blood on the straw on one side. Then he bent down and whispered in Xie Fuyao's ear: "you collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, causing 100000 soldiers to die in the battlefield. The emperor said that you will be dragged to the school tomorrow. At that time, thousands of civil and military officers and soldiers will watch. It's a pleasure to think about it! Eight younger sister rest assured, tomorrow execution, I will remember to ask someone to pick up your corpse, feed, dog, with With that, she straightened up and went away, leaving behind Xie Fuyao's eyes to crack. Xie Fuyao, who was dressed in red as blood, had a pain in his eyes. All the way to the bottom of his heart, the upper layer of his body was not as painful as the knife in his heart. It was unbearable. On the day of death, the man with the big sun on his head couldn't open his eyes. The executioner's Sabre technique is accurate, and 3600 sabres are not bad at all. Xie Fuyao is infused with ginseng soup and refuses to close his eyes with his last breath. His eyes sweep over the soldiers who are watching her being punished one by one. Those soldiers are not Xie Jiajun. There is no Xie Jiajun in the world. Soldiers with pleasure and distorted voice together shouting: "in addition to evil, calm the heart of the army! Get rid of demons and comfort loyal souls! " Xie Fuyao low smile voice, seems to be hell climb out of the ghost. Since everyone called her a monster, she would be a real monster in the next life. The beauty is in trouble, the country and the people are in trouble. Let these people who have harmed her die hard