A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 3 The disaster of collapse
  As soon as she finished speaking, several shadows flashed past, and the next second, the bright sword split open Jiang Fengqing's bulging abdomen. Blood spattered on her face, and she felt the pain later.

Jiang Fengqing cried fiercely, her tears and blood mingling together. She watched helplessly as the child in her belly was carried by the shadow and thrown out of the door. Several hungry wolves and dogs outside the house rushed up and bit the bloody thing.

"my child!!!"

She roared like crazy, blood and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she threw herself toward the door in despair. Blood dripped down. Her two severed arms were helplessly fluttering in the air, but they could never break away from the iron that penetrated her bones. chain.

"Sister, don't be so confused in the next life." Jiang Fenghua stood timidly behind Nangong Zhuo and said goodbye to Jiang Fengqing softly.

Green veins popped up on Jiang Fengqing's forehead. She stared at Jiang Fenghua with lifeless eyes, as if looking at a dead person. Her hoarse and rough voice seemed to come from hell: "Jiang Fenghua, Imperial Concubine Jiang Fenghua! At the end of the climb, you are just an Imperial Concubine, and I I will be the Queen of the North until my death!"

"Without the support of the White House, your fate will be a hundred times a thousand times worse than mine!!!"

"Your Majesty~ My sister is still cursing us!" Jiang Fenghua coquettishly shook Nangong Zhuo's arm.

Before Jiang Fengqing closed her eyes, the man's last cold voice came to her ears: "Fight and kill."

Snapped! Snapped! The shadow lifted up a wide wooden board and hit her body time and time again, bringing a cool breeze across her ears. The candlelight flickered on and off. Her body was beaten until her flesh was bloody, and hot blood was splashed on the window again and again.

On October 1st, 535th year, Nangong Zhuo, the eighth king of the Northern Kingdom, succeeded to the throne and changed his reign name to Guangzhuo. Jiang Fengqing, the legitimate second daughter of the third-rank Xuanwei envoy Jiang Yan, was granted the title of Queen of the Northern Kingdom. Later, the queen suddenly fell ill. , I have been living in bed for nearly two years without seeing anyone else.

In the third month of the 537th year of Guangzhuo, Dingsi, the queen passed away.

The emperor was distraught and gave his first wife the posthumous title of "Empress Xiao Shu, Jin Ci, Shun Zhaoren, Mu Chongwen, Guangde Jiang".

In the same year, Baike, the former general who ruled the country, intended to rebel. The evidence was conclusive. The emperor ordered his entire family to be executed, and he personally supervised the execution.

When the sound in her ears completely disappeared, Jiang Fengqing's body slowly floated to the sky. She looked at the title that Nangong Zhuo had personally drawn up for her, and the words "the emperor was heartbroken" written in the history books. Could it be that he sent her away in grief? Hit the road?
  There are also those messy titles, such as filial piety and kindness, which one has anything to do with her? If she was really filial, could she let her grandfather be executed by the whole family? Her temperament is already arrogant and fierce, how could she ever be more than virtuous? Also, she couldn't even protect her own son, let alone talk about kindness and rigor!
  It was simply a great shame and humiliation to her!
  Forget it...

"Sister Fengqing!"

When she was dying, the voice of that fool King Li appeared in her mind.

In mid-air, Jiang Fengqing's vacuous figure watched with her own eyes as her body was swept away by the grass and thrown hastily to Luozhangang in the north of the city.

Her soul floated along with her body, but she saw Nangong Li, who was called the "Fool King Li" by others, turning his wheelchair with difficulty and moving little by little to Luanzhan Hill on the top of the mountain. His eyes were scarlet and he could not blink. He blinked and stared at the bloody flesh wrapped in a straw mat not far away.

He climbed out of the wheelchair with difficulty, carefully picked up the body from the straw mat with white silk, and wrapped it in a white cloth. His movements were gentle and careful, but tears could not stop falling.

Holding the white silk containing Jiang Fengqing's body tightly in her arms, the wheelchair turned,

Nangong Li choked with sobs and shouted: "Feng Qing, I'm here to see you off for the last time!"

As his hoarse wail faded away.

Jiang Fengqing's figure froze in mid-air for a long time, and the heartbreaking pain brought her back to reality. She never expected that the person who collected her body in the end was the stupid king Nangong Li.

It was rumored that Nangong Li was pretending to be stupid and wanted to seize the throne. Nangong Zhuo was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night. In the end, she broke Nangong Li's legs with her own hands, forever cutting off Nangong Li's path to the throne...

"Nangong Li, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely live up to you."

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  pain! Bone-piercing pain squeezed her lungs, and a feeling of suffocation hit her face. She tried her best but couldn't take a breath, and the scolding in her ears became clearer and louder.

"This rebellious girl hasn't woken up yet?" A sharp scolding sounded above her head. Before she could understand the current situation, she was poured a cup of herbal tea to her heart.

Jiang Fengqing suddenly jumped up and sat up suddenly, grabbing the sheets with both hands. Her sudden eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes, which was a bit scary.

"Ha! You are willing to wake up. Who dared to push the imperial concubine into the water with your courage?!" Jiang Yan's sharp voice was full of rage, and he roared anxiously.

Jiang Fengqing looked around blankly. There was only a damp bed in the dark house. The bed curtains were messy and hung on the quilt. The wet feeling under her body made her move her butt uncomfortably. There was a musty smell. As soon as she entered her nose, she looked up and saw her ambitious and slavish father, dressed in official uniform, staring at her with wide eyes.

Before she could react, a crisp slap hit her face directly with a "pop", "Why are you standing there stunned? Why don't you go and apologize to the imperial concubine!"

"Concubine Yuan is still pregnant. Your Majesty attaches great importance to this child. If the child is gone, our family will be completely destroyed..." Jiang Yan said with fright, and he didn't even try to hide the anger in his eyes. His whole face was filled with anger. They all twitched. "Concubine Yuan was pregnant, and I fell into the lake in the Imperial Garden..." He murmured softly: "This happened twenty-two years ago, how could it happen again?"

Jiang Fengqing covered her face that was so hot that she was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. Her eyes gradually became clearer. Although the shock in her eyes had not faded away, she was already aware of it in her heart.

God really didn't let her down!

It actually made her live again at the age of fifteen.

Jiang Fengqing completely ignored what Jiang Yan said. She lowered her head and caressed her intact legs with loving eyes, and placed her hands on her flat belly over and over again. Her eyes were already filled with tears.

It's great that she hasn't been disemboweled yet, and her hands and feet haven't been chopped off yet.

This year was really fresh in her memory.

Concubine Yuan was receiving the favor this year. She was already more than three months pregnant and her fetal strength had just stabilized.

Her mother took her, her younger sister Jiang Fengluo, Jiang Fengxi from her second uncle's family, and Jiang Fenghua, the son of her second uncle's aunt who had just returned to the Jiang family, to visit their eldest sister Jiang Fengyao in the palace.

Jiang Fengyao was forced into the harem by Jiang Yan three years ago. She had just been promoted from Jieyu to concubine, but her stomach had not moved. Seeing that Concubine Yuan was favored and pregnant, Jiang Yan was so anxious that he quickly collected a pregnancy aid prescription and asked her mother to take them to the palace on the pretext of visiting relatives.

Back then, she had a simple mind and allowed an aunt to "dote" her to the heavens and speak ill of people who were really good to her. Jiang Fenghua, who was born from the second uncle's aunt, just entered the Jiang family and tried to please her in every possible way and did everything for her.

Jiang Fengqing saw that she was so attentive to her service, so she generously rewarded her with going to the palace with her mother to gain more knowledge. Along the way, Jiang Fenghua kept mentioning, intentionally or unintentionally, that her own sister had been infertile for three years because of this Yuan. The imperial concubine was in terrible trouble.

She was young and energetic at the time, so naturally she wanted to vent her anger on her sister. In a fit of rage, she pushed Concubine Yuan directly into the lake in the Imperial Garden.

In the cold spring of March, the lake was still bitingly cold. Concubine Yuan splashed in the water for a long time before being fished out by the eunuch. Although the child in her belly was still there, the root of the disease was left from then on, causing Concubine Yuan's family to remember this grudge. Later, Both the Jiang family and the Bai family have no peace.

"Miss..." Just when Jiang Fengqing was lost in memories, Xiaoying, who had been kneeling in front of her bed, timidly pulled on Jiang Fengqing's sleeves and reminded her in a tearful tone: "Miss, I will help you to go to the imperial concubine. Maybe I can get a lighter sentence.”

Jiang Fengqing looked around and found that she was currently in a maid's room in the side hall of Imperial Concubine Yuan. The house was low and damp, very much like the dark little house where she was killed in a battle in her previous life.

Only then did she notice that Xiaoying, the maid who had been with her since childhood in her previous life.

Although Xiaoying is not very clever, she is too loyal and wholeheartedly protects her master.

In her previous life, when Nangong Zhuo came to be employed by the Jiang Mansion, Xiaoying told her that the second prince was not as simple as he seemed on the surface. He was very scheming and was not her lover, so she should choose her marriage carefully.

At that time, she felt that her husband who was about to marry was full of thoughts about assisting Nangong Li to ascend the throne after marriage. She also thought that Xiaoying was deliberately blocking her happiness, so she scolded Xiaoying and made her kneel at the door for two hours. .

But after that, although Xiaoying still treated her wholeheartedly and thought about everything for her, she also became cautious, for fear of accidentally angering her.

Such a good Xiaoying was forced to hang by Jiang Fenghua in the Jiang family courtyard when she became queen. He did not even see her for the last time.

Nowadays, Xiaoying has a green and beautiful appearance, wearing a light blue thick shirt and a flower hairpin on her head. Although he was a little haggard, with curved eyebrows and watery almond eyes, he was in the prime of life at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and Jiang Fengqing was in a trance when he looked at her.

Seeing Xiaoying shrinking in front of Jiang Yan, Jiang Fengqing sniffed a little sourly.

"Xiaoying?" She was surprised and happy, and quickly struggled to lift Xiaoying up from the ground, with big tears falling down her face.

"Miss, don't be afraid. I just went out to inquire. The imperial concubine's children are still there. The emperor probably won't kill them all."

Xiaoying thought that her young lady was afraid of being punished by the emperor, so she cried in fear. She quickly stood up and took Jiang Fengqing into her arms.

"Are you scared now? Who gave you the courage just now to dare to push the imperial concubine? Why don't you go and kowtow to the imperial concubine!" Jiang Yan looked at the master and servant crying, feeling very fed up, and pulled Jiang Fengqing off. , and kicked her on the back.

Jiang Fengqing staggered and almost hit the threshold. She held her hands on the window and got up from the ground with a frown. Her eyes moved up from Jiang Yan's shoes, and her cold eyes stopped on his face, and the overwhelming anger boiled infinitely in her heart.

She took a deep breath, wiped the tears on her face, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said in a cold tone: "Where are Jiang Fengxi and Jiang Fenghua? Didn't they enter the palace with us?"

(End of this chapter)