Chapter

The prince's eyes were full of blood and his fingers grabbed the wooden door of the cell with his fingers, and the scarlet blood pressed against his throat was spitting out with a thud.

He knelt down powerlessly.

"Zhao, Yang, County, Lord."

It almost became the name of his nightmare, and the nausea waves were freed from his bones and blood.

Song Zhao.

It's Song Zhao again.

"How did she do it...how did she do it..." the prince murmured unwillingly.

Lin Feng looked at him with pity, "Your Highness, don't you understand yet?"

The reason why the ministers speak for you is because of Princess Zhaoyang.

The court had already been held in the hands of Princess Zhaoyang.

Every step you walk is in the abacus of Princess Zhaoyang.”

The string tense in the prince's mind suddenly broke.

He hugged his head with both hands and screamed like a collapse.

Lin Feng stopped talking and turned around and left.

The prince shouted to see Song Zhao, and the news reached Song Zhao's ears, and Song Zhao curled his lips coldly.

For her, the prince was not even defeated.

Seeing him is undoubtedly a waste of time.

However, Yin Wanyang wanted to see Song Zhao's request, and Song Zhao's approval was approved.

On the eve of the execution.

Song Zhao took the time to go to the prison and met Yin Wanyang for the last time.

Si Yu pushed her into the cell, standing behind her like a guardian.

Yin Wanyang was wearing a prison clothes, his face was as haggard as gold paper.

The most beautiful age in my daughter's house, but her eyes are dead.

There is no such noble and arrogant as before.

She still came to the end of her previous life.

Song Zhao looked at Yin Wanyang with a calm face through the prison door.

"What do you want to say to this princess?"

Yin Wanyang also looked at Song Zhao.

The other party still looked as if it was so radiant that she was so jealous.

No matter when and where, the person Song Zhao loved was always by her side and never left her.

On the other hand, she fought from beginning to end and tried her best to do anything, but she still had nothing.

"Thank you for your last look at me."

Yin Wanyang smiled bitterly.

She has so many friends.

But it's over.

Only Song Zhao is willing to listen to her.

"Maybe it's because you've reminded me many times, but I still married His Highness the Crown Prince without hesitation. Maybe you will think I deserve it and feel that I'm responsible for it."

"But I don't regret it."

Yin Wanyang lowered his head, not waiting for Song Zhao's response, but was just talking to a listener, "Even if I do it again, I will still choose to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Song Zhao, I actually envy you very much, and I am also jealous of you. Look at you, you have everything, there are so many people who love you, everything is yours, I am not as good as you, I have been living in your shadow, until now, my proudest identity as a princess is also yours..."

Song Zhao interrupted her in a cold voice, "What are you going to say?"

Si Yu made a move to push Song Zhao away.

Yin Wanyang sat halfway on the ground, holding the prison door with both hands, and choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, it's not my intention to steal your identity.

You know, I didn't mean it, I was also kept in the dark.

I admit that I indulged my father because I was jealous of you and used the King of Nanyue to harm you. It was my bad thing, but I never wanted your life. I just wanted to prove that I am better than you."

Yin Wanyang looked at his broken legs, "Now, I can give you back. Can you let my father go without my knowledge?

My father did something wrong, I admit that it would be bad for his family. I am willing to die for my father. My father is old and I want him to spend his old age."

"The misfortune is not as good as the family,"

Song Zhao chewed these words and curled his lips, "The premise is that Hui is not as good as his family."

In one sentence, Yin Wanyang lost all his strength.

Although she didn't know, she had already enjoyed all the benefits.

When she enjoys the benefits, she loses the benefits that belong to Song Zhao.

In this way, she is not innocent.

*

The next day.

The prince, the Yin family's father and daughter, and other relatives of the Yin family were all beheaded and executed.

Because the prince was involved, the entire execution was carried out in a closed manner.

In order not to provoke private controversy, it was announced to the public that the prince died suddenly due to illness.

When Emperor Yuan Chun received the news that the prince's head had already landed, he locked himself in the study and was bored for a day.

It is inevitable that my own son will be sad if he dies.

In the evening, Emperor Yuan Chun couldn't help but go to Wenrou Village to look for comfort.

Today I have taken three immortal pills, more than the two that I should only eat in the Immortal Cultivation Book.

But Emperor Yuan Chun still felt weak all over.

He pulled Furong to come in the quilt once, but he couldn't raise his strength.

Emperor Yuan Chun felt very embarrassed and hurriedly took out the Shenbao Pills and took them.

Shenbao Pills allowed Emperor Yuan Chun to regain his men's self-esteem and rolled over the sheets with great enthusiasm in holding Furong.

Early in the morning.

The palace servant came in to dress Emperor Yuan Chun.

As soon as the man walked to the concubine's bed, a scream suddenly came from the curtain.

The palace servant opened the curtain, and Furong curled up at the end of the bed with her quilt in her arms and shivered.

Emperor Yuan Chun fell stiffly on the head of the bed, losing his breath.

*

Emperor Yuan Chun died and died on the wind.

So suddenly, but unexpected.

Since he did not listen to advice and became an immortal, and his singing and singing every night overdrawn his body, his ministers have already predicted today.

The ceremony of the will was organized by the second prince and the virtuous concubine and his son.

The prince is gone, the third prince is unreliable, and the second prince ascends the throne.

The Song family and the Regent should also be praised for the second prince, and none of the ministers opposed it.

After the will ceremony, the harem and the princes needed to keep a spirit for Emperor Yuan Chun for 49, and then the coffin was buried in the imperial tomb.

The previous dynasty was busy with various matters about the new emperor ascending the throne.

Time flies in a flash.

After the funeral.

The second prince changed back to his regular clothes and came to the inner room of the Golden Palace.

Since the day Emperor Yuanchun passed away, the court officials have reported to execute Furong.

The second prince secretly hid Furong in the palace.

When Furong saw the second prince come back, she kneeled on the ground in fear, "Your Highness the Second Prince, please save Furong."

The second prince reached out to help Furong up with a gentle look, "Since I took you out of prison, I will protect you. I wonder if you are willing to follow me?"
To be continued...