The winter in Chengguo always comes too early. Before the winter season, the entire imperial city is already desolate and the cold wind is coming.

When Ji Changqing was taken to the Xishikou Vegetable Market Punishment Platform and was about to be executed in half, a strong wind suddenly broke out and a blizzard fell from the sky. She slowly raised her head, squinted her eyes, and looked at the snowy sky, which was so beautiful.

"Bang..."

The butcher knife in the executioner's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He stayed there, his eyes straightened, staring at Ji Changqing's face, his breathing suddenly stopped, and his heart also jumped half a beat.

There is such a beauty in the world!

No wonder, when Ji Changqing went to Liguo, he did not abandon his troops or soldiers. He only relied on his amazing beauty to let the three thousand soldiers of the Black Flag Army of Liguo put down his weapons.

Who can not love such a beauty when a man sees it?

Legend has it that Bao Si, who made King You of Zhou play the princes, was extremely beautiful. Can she be so beautiful as Ji Changqing? If she cannot, wouldn’t she live up to her reputation?

The wind and snow became more and more anxious. The vast crowd under the execution platform covered their clothes tightly, shrank their necks, and wrapped their hands into their sleeves. But the crowd did not dissipate. They were all curious about how such a beauty would look like being cut into two pieces in half.

"There must be a monster born with a strange phenomenon. This Ji Changqing is indeed a monster who has a disaster for the country!" In the crowd, a charming woman stared at her viciously.

"The time has come, kill him immediately!" The prison officer ruthlessly and resolutely threw down the fire sign order.

The crowd with their necks curled up their necks again, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the execution platform.

Ji Changqing straightened his body and knelt there. The strong wind was sweeping her cloud-like hair and dancing wildly. Flying snow hit her hair. Her face showed a surprising and dazzling beauty. People took a breath and stared at her, and their hearts were beating around with the bangtong and bangtong.

The executioner didn't dare to look at Ji Changqing again, but he couldn't help but want to see it in his heart. He slowly bent down and stretched out his trembling hand to pick up the butcher knife.

It's a pity that such a beauty died under the butcher's knife.

He hopes that time can stop and that the beauty can live for a while longer.

Ji Changqing didn't know his hope. At this moment, she was filled with regret. Sixteen years ago, it was also like this snowy afternoon. Seven-year-old Shen Yao fainted beside her carriage.

If she hadn't reached out to save him, would everything be rewritten today?

But there is no way, she brought the wolf home.

When Shen Yao was young, he didn't like to talk or laugh, but he was extremely smart and had the ability to remember everything he saw. His father and mother liked him very much and treated him as if he had already left.

Not to mention father and mother, she also admires Shen Yao very much.

They grew up together. In the late autumn of the year when she was sixteen, she put on her wedding dress and finally married him. That day, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the wind was soft.

In just three years, the Song Dynasty changed its new emperor. He took the position of Grand Tutor from the Hanlin Academy, and she was personally named the first-rank Mrs. Yunhua by the emperor.

She never cared about Mrs. Yunhua’s identity, she only cared about her being his wife.

As a wife, she has never suffered nothing for three years. This is the first of seven crimes, but he never complained. The more she did this, the more guilt she felt.

In order to get pregnant, she looked for a doctor everywhere, and didn't know how many bitter medicines she took to regulate her body. Finally one day, she succeeded. She was very happy and ran to tell her: "Ayao, I'm finally pregnant with your child..."

In the clearly extinguished candlelight, the red gauze tent was raised by the wind, and she saw her friend Luo Chan, who was happy under him.

"Chan'er, after she dies, I will marry you."

"Ziyue, I want you to marry me now."

"I promised her that with her, I will not marry another person."

"How can a person like her be worthy of letting Ziyue keep your promises for her?"

"I never kept my promise for her, and that's the only thing I can do for her."

"Ziyue, you actually have her in your heart, right?"

"She is worthy of it. She is just a kitten and puppy beside me. After raising her for a long time, she still has some feelings for her..."

After so many years, she couldn't see through his false intentions.

She thought it was time for them to end, but she didn't expect it to be just the beginning...

It turned out that all the love was just his use of her to destroy the Ji family.

Soon, rumors about her and the deposed prince Song Jingnian were rumored to be rumored.

People were talking about it. The wife of the Grand Master Ji Changqing took advantage of the opportunity to burn incense and had an affair with a monk from Xiangye Temple. This monk was not an ordinary monk, but the deposed prince Song Jingnian.

Song Jingnian's mother was the daughter of Queen Mother Nie of Liguo, and Princess Chaoyang. Back then, Chu Ling married into Chengguo as a married princess, which brought peace between the two countries for more than ten years, and became a good story.

Song Jingnian was born with a royal family from both countries and successfully became the crown prince at the age of fourteen.

But things in the world were unpredictable. Shortly after Song Jingnian became the crown prince, Chu Ling died of serious illness, and Song Jingnian became a monk.

The Grand Tutor Shen Yao was cuckolded. In a rage, he ordered the investigation and moved his whole body. Finally, he found her father. Ji Nancheng, the commander of the Ji family army, treasoned and rebelled, colluded with Empress Dowager Nie of the Left Kingdom to assist his grandson Song Jingnian in rebellion.

Just when his father led the Ji family army to fight with Dongliang Kingdom, Shen Yao secretly ordered someone to submit a memorial saying that Ji Nancheng colluded with the Black Flag Army of Liguo to turn against each other in the name of attacking Dongliang Kingdom, and wanted to enter the Chengguo Imperial City and help Song Jingnian ascend the throne.

The emperor was furious, and Shen Yao was ordered to lead ten armies to wipe out the rebels.

Before going to war, he came to see her. Although she hated him to the core, she had to kneel in front of him and begged him to let their whole family go and let the Ji family army go. She was willing to bear all false charges, but his cold eyes met.

He said to her: "Ji Changqing, do you know that I have been waiting for this day for twenty-three years."

"But my parents have raised you for a full sixteen years!"

"They raise me? A joke, everything about your Ji family should be mine!"

She also said, "Even if it is for the sake of the children in my womb, please let them go, he is your child."

He laughed at her, and tears flowed out of laughter: "Ji Changqing, who do you think you are? Do you know why you have not had anything for three years? Because you are not worthy of giving birth to my child at all, but it doesn't go as expected, but you have conceived a sinister seed." He waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice, "Come on! Bring the medicine!"

A bowl of abortion pills, the child is gone.

A month later, she received news that the Ji family army was wiped out, the Black Flag Army of Liguo fled in a panic, and the deposed crown prince Song Jingnian was executed.

From then on, she never shed a single tear, as quiet as a dead person, but she never forgot the hatred in her heart.

She seemed to see thousands of Ji's army being slaughtered in Hutou Bay, with blood flowing into a river and corpses everywhere.

She seemed to see her father pierced his chest by a rainy arrow and died with his eyes closed.

She seemed to see her eldest brother, her second brother's body and head, not even a horse leather wrapped in a corpse.

She seemed to see her mother crying and wailing, and she died after hitting the pillar...

When she wanted to bite her tongue and end her life, a sound echoed in her ears.

"Ji Changqing, do you regret it? Do you hate it? If you regret it and hate it, you will drag your enemies into hell! Otherwise, you are not qualified to die!"

But no matter how hard she tried to take revenge, she would have no chance.

Next year will be her death day.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from my waist, and blood splattered everywhere, and a charming and terrifying flower bloomed in the wind and snow.

Because of the slashing in half, because the executioner killed such a beauty for the first time, his hands were trembling, and Ji Changqing twitched in extreme pain, and finally died of blood.

People dared not watch anymore and gradually dispersed.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and bury all sins with its purity and whiteness.

In the distance, there was a man in a cold face and wearing a black robe standing there like a wooden stake. He quietly watched the servant in front of the execution platform throw Ji Changqing's body into two and thrown him on the worn carriage and cover it with a broken mat.

"My sister Qing, if you have a next life, don't be a member of the Ji family again!"

After saying that, the man turned around and left, snowflakes fell into his eyes, his vision blurred, and he accidentally slipped under his feet and staggered.

A woman next to her couldn't wait to run over and help him. Seeing that there seemed to be tears in his eyes, her heart twitched, and she opened her mouth and asked with difficulty and resentment: "Ziyue, you said you hate her, why do you still cry for her? Do you love her?"

He didn't answer, but just pushed her hand away and walked forward numbly.

The woman bit her lower lip angrily, stomped her feet fiercely, stared at his back with red eyes and questioned: "Apart from her beauty, how can I be worse than her?"

He paused, turned around and looked at the woman, showing a bleak and sarcastic sneer: "She is cleaner than you."

"No matter how clean she is, she will become two corpses, and soon she will be rotten and smelly!"

"Yes! Qingmei, from now on, there will be no more you in this world, and there will be no more Ji family. It's great, I'm very happy, haha..."

Shen Yao was so crazy that he ran forward staggeringly while laughing.

The woman turned around and looked at the carriage that was loading the corpse. The carriage creaked and walked towards the mass grave in the west suburbs of the city. Halfway through the way, she suddenly encountered a man in white rafting towards the horse and stopped the carriage.

I don’t know whether my body was injured or my heart was injured, but the man almost fell down when he dismounted. He held his legs with his hands, stood firm, and walked towards the corpse step by step, stretched out his trembling hand to lift the mat. When he saw his face under the mat, he suddenly felt a sweet feeling in his throat, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I'm late."

He threw away the broken mat on her body, took off the white fox cloak that was covered with it, and looked at her face before covering it. Because it was too painful before death, her beautiful face became ferocious and distorted, but he was not afraid or disgusted at all. His cold fingertips reached towards her blood-stained face, and he touched it gently.

Once upon a time, she was such a vivid and beautiful woman.

Now, she has become a cold corpse.

He leaned over and murmured in her ear: "Qing'er, if there is a next life, even if I try my best to protect you..."
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