She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 351
Thinking of this, He Miao released the refined corpse and let it protect the thin little prince.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, he stared closely at the people in front of him.

Seeing his queen committing suicide by collecting land, the little emperor panicked for a moment, knelt down on the ground, held the queen's hand, tears came out of his eyes, and begged bitterly;

"Queen, don't die, okay? If you are dead, what should I do? Over the years, I have lost my right and left arm one after another, and the queen has always been with me."

He Miao pursed his lips and looked at the formerly graceful and luxurious queen, with a glaring blush on his neck.Who would have thought that the seemingly gentle queen is actually such a decisive person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

The queen, she has her own arrogance as a daughter of a family, and this kind of arrogance in her bones does not allow her to live on.

Seeing the little emperor weeping, the queen raised her arms with all her strength, trying to wipe away the tears for the emperor:
"Your Majesty, don't cry. The concubine wants to hear it. Your Majesty calls me again. My boudoir name"

The little emperor was so distraught that he couldn't lift his head from crying, so he cried bitterly:

"Qianrong, I am sorry for you. I know, I have never been a good emperor. I always make you angry and don't listen to you"

The queen only smiled miserably, blood seeped out, staining her snow-white neck red, and only continued intermittently:
"Your Majesty, you have always been a good husband and father."

When the little emperor heard this, he was distraught and trembled all over, crying like a child.

"Miss He, come here."

The dying queen only greeted He Miao softly.

He Miao squatted down and listened to the ear, and heard the queen say a word to herself in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

The little prince beside him screamed.

He Miao looked back in surprise, only to realize that at some point, the thousand-year-old corpse that she had summoned to protect the little prince had been driven aside.

The thousand-year-old corpse refiner did not listen to her order to protect the little prince.

And the man in black with his face covered just now had appeared behind the little prince at some time, and pierced the little prince's abdomen with a sharp sword.

"Damn it."

He Miao felt that his eye sockets were suddenly red.

She took a step forward, angrily waved the mahogany sword in her hand, and made a domineering "Donghai Yangbo" move. With [-]% strength, she suddenly knocked the man in black flying.

The man was overturned by He Miao's move, and fell to the ground in the distance, unable to move.

However, He Miao himself was also in a hurry, and this move also used all his spiritual power, which affected the internal injury that had not healed before.

She couldn't hold on for a while, and fell to one knee on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, you don't let the children go, are you still human?" He Miao, holding the little prince covered in blood, shouted angrily.

"The girl knows that as long as this son lives, there will be no peace in the world in the future."

The goatee makes no secret of his desire to kill the grass.

As he said that, the Confucian scholar with the goatee stroked his beard leisurely, and chanted a spell in his mouth, driving the thousand-year-old corpse to his side, and then said to He Miao:
"Girl, this is my Guigu master, and now it should be returned to the original owner."

"It's you!"

He Miao stared at the man in front of him, and finally understood why he had been very obedient in refining the corpse, but he didn't protect the little prince just now.

However, what the goatee said left her no room to refute.This refined corpse was originally from Guigu.She was just borrowing it for a while.

The Confucian scholar with the goatee just said indifferently: "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to Heaven to make things happen. Girl, don't blame yourself."

He Miao looked down at the little prince in his arms. He was only eleven or twelve years old, with a thin face and immature brows and eyes. Those closed eyes could never be opened again.

"It's up to man to make plans, and God to make things happen!" He Miao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red, and he smiled coldly.

In the blink of an eye, there were two more corpses in the harem, living and dead.

The little emperor was holding the empress' body in a daze, with a blank expression, and muttered in his mouth:

"Qianrong, don't leave me alone, okay? You know, I can't do anything well."

He Miao closed her eyes in pain, although she was still holding her mouth tightly, but now she believed what the goatee said, and she really couldn't take any of these people away today.

The country was destroyed, the family was destroyed, the wife died and the son died. Such a tragic scene, even if she took the little emperor away, what's the use?Is the little emperor still willing to live?What's the point of living?
His queen died, and his family members went their separate ways.

Opening his eyes again, the little emperor stopped talking, with a gleaming dagger stuck in his belly, he just closed his eyes peacefully.

Outside the palace, the sound of fighting and noise came one after another, and the army entered the city.

He Miao turned a deaf ear to this and only looked up at the blue sky.Today is actually a good day with clear sky and clear sky, just like when she entered the palace 15 years ago.

Unfortunately, some people will never see it again.

She failed Shangguan Mu's long-distance and special entrustment.

What kind of shit cultivator, she can't change anything.He can't change the fate of his master's family, nor can he change the fate of the little emperor's family.

After an unknown amount of time, He Miao felt that there were many soldiers surrounding her.She barely stood up with the mahogany sword, and everyone around her took a step back in shock.

He Miao originally thought that it was because he had shined at the gate of the city before.

After looking carefully, I realized that my blue clothes had already been stained red with blood, which was very frightening. I didn't know what to think, but she had suffered some serious injuries.

"Miss He, please go take a shower and change clothes." One person said respectfully to He Miao.His Majesty in this population naturally refers to Qin Junshi.

But in the blink of an eye, the world has changed dynasties.

"What will they do?" He Miao asked coldly.

"Don't worry about it, girl, someone will come to collect the body." The man said.

He Miao thought for a while, and felt that everyone was dead, and they wouldn't be bad enough to insult the corpse, so he nodded immediately.

He Miao washed off the blood stains all over her body, and changed into a light green light gauze dress. Judging from the material, it was probably worn by the concubine in the previous palace.

The new army had just entered the city and took over the palace, and everyone was so busy that no one came to take care of her.

He Miao sat alone in the empty room, meditating all night, recuperating her recurring wound.

next day
He Miao, who was planning to leave directly, was told by the audience that the original old emperor's family all committed suicide and died for the country.

The new emperor felt his great righteousness and collected the corpses for him. He planned to send troops to transport the corpses of the old emperor, empress and prince back to the imperial mausoleum in the capital for a proper burial.

This move naturally won the new emperor a good reputation of benevolence.

All of a sudden, the old ministers of the former court who had criticized the new emperor a lot, their resistance was much less.

He Miao heard this, and planned to stay and escort the little emperor's family back to the imperial mausoleum in Beijing.

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