Chapter 695 From Now On There Is No Xiao Lang In the Queen Mother's Palace, beside the lotus pond Several palace maids were standing by, and a woman was sitting on a rocking chair. She had changed her usual gorgeous attire and was wearing only a plain blue shirt. Her hair was not tied up, but was just hanging messily. Her hand resting on the handle of the chair was slender and pale, and she seemed to be holding something in her palm, like a pendant strung with a red string. "Queen Mother, it's cold, let's go back." The maid behind her couldn't help but mention it, but the woman didn't move. After a long while, just when the maid thought there would be no response again, the woman's faint voice came: "What time is it now?" The maid was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Reporting to the Queen Mother, it is noon." "…it's noon…" The woman murmured, her voice almost inaudible. …… ……
…… "Boom! Boom! Boom!——" What is that... sound? It's... drums... "Noon has arrived!" "The criminal Xiao Jue has been identified. Please, Your Highness, order the execution!" At the execution ground, the once powerful man was now in prison clothes, kneeling on the ground in a mess. The executioner behind him was holding a sharp long knife, waiting for the order to strike. At some point a cold wind started blowing and the sky was gradually covered by dark clouds. In the blink of an eye, the scorching sun turned into dark clouds and purple lightning was faintly streaking across the distant sky. Di Ran sat high on the execution platform, looking at the man kneeling on the execution ground, his eyes dim and hesitant. "Your Highness, please order the execution..." "Your Highness, please order the execution..." "Your Highness, please order the execution..." The voice in my ears was like a death warrant, full of urgency and oppression. The woman slowly stood up, holding the token in her white hand... "Click——" A thunder roared past, and a cold wind suddenly blew up, stirring up a cloud of dust... I don't know which building this song comes from, the pipa is far away, the singing is sad and pitiful, like crying and complaining, expressing endless love, hatred and vengeance... "cut!" With a sound of falling, the token fell to the ground... ...
Next to the rocking chair, the thing the woman was holding fell to the ground with a crisp sound. It was a golden arrow strung with a red string. A drop of blood fell on the arrow, and it was blindingly red... — On a hillside a dozen miles outside the city More than a dozen men in black who had lost consciousness in the dilapidated temple for unknown reasons and who were still a step too late no matter how hard they tried, knelt there in a daze. "My Lord..." It started to drizzle at some point, and Ji Yunxie walked to Di Ran with an umbrella. He held her hand with his warm hand, and when he felt the coldness, he couldn't help but hold it tightly. "Let's go back." "Ah." The voice was muffled. The man held an umbrella and walked away slowly with his wife in his arms. — Summer Palace Xiao Yan stood quietly in front of the open palace door, gazing into the distance. "...Xiao Jue, you still lost to me..." He seemed to want to laugh, but it affected his body and he covered his chest as if he couldn't breathe. "Cough...cough cough cough..." "His Majesty!" "puff!--" "His Majesty!!!" "Someone come quickly! His Majesty is vomiting blood!" "Pass the Imperial Physician! Pass the Imperial Physician!" After the imperial doctors tried their best to save him, they finally saved the Liao emperor's life, but curing the disease completely was a huge challenge. It was really that Emperor Liao's illness was too strange. His internal organs seemed to be failing at an accelerated rate, as if something was eating away at Xiao Yan's life, slowly corroding his vitality and accelerating his lifespan. The Liao emperor was seriously ill and might not live long. As soon as the news came out, it caused an uproar. The Princess's Mansion also faced several waves of assassinations, both overt and covert. The Liao Emperor had a total of six sons and nine daughters. The six princes had all grown up. Originally, they all had the opportunity to fight for the throne, but because of Xiao Qiyue, the posthumous daughter of the previous emperor, they lost their position as crown prince. No one would be willing to accept this. It was also because the Liao emperor was foolish and did not give the position of crown prince to his own son, but gave it to his half-sister! Bah! How can a little girl be a princess? Why! Small interview [Reporter Xiao Lizi: May I ask the author, what did Xiao Jue feel when he was executed? 】
[The author holds a typing machine in one hand and wipes his wet eyes with a tissue in the other: What do you think? I…I feel bad…] [Reporter Xiao Lizi: ??? Um, can I ask... what BGM did you play for this scene? ] [Author: Here, Kugou Search——Yuan (Jin Lin)] 【Reporter Xiao Lizi: Why is this song played? Is there any meaning? 】 【Author: This song makes me feel like I am there, and it is especially suitable for the BGM of Xiao Jue being executed. Hum, it stole dozens of my tears.】 [Reporter Xiao Lizi: Um, let me ask you another question. What do you think of Xiao Jue? Why was such a powerful person written to be killed?] [Author: The plot wants him to die, what can I do? ] [Reporter Xiao Lizi: Can't he be resurrected? Everyone thinks Xiao Jue's character is too perfect, he is simply an alternative male protagonist. It's a pity that such a brilliant and brilliant male protagonist of war died like this] 【Author: The dead cannot be resurrected. 】 【Reporter Xiao Lizi: The book is not finished yet. If you revive him, I will give you a candy. 】 【Author: No way! 】 [Reporter Xiao Lizi: Two candies! ] 【Author: No! 】 [Reporter Xiao Lizi: Three! ] [Author: If I say no, it means no! ] [Reporter Xiao Lizi threw the microphone away, took out an oversized frying pan, and slapped the author away the next second! ] [The author who flew backwards: !!! ] (End of this chapter)