Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

Tianyuan Continent, Great Yuan Kingdom.

In the southwest corner of the palace is the desolate cold palace.

In a damp and low room, the abandoned empress Yun Jingshu was pressed on the bed by two maids, one sat on her stomach, pinched her neck to prevent her from breathing, and the other pressed a thin one after another. The steel needle inserted into her nails.

"Hehehe, look at her face, it's all purple, it's so funny. Qiaolian, hurry up, that hand hasn't inserted the needle yet."

"Okay, here we come."

"Sister Xin, when you go back, you have to say something nice to the servants and maids in front of the empress."

"Remember, as long as you 'take care' of the deposed queen, you will be rewarded by the Empress Dowager."

Yun Jingshu was like a wooden man without pain, looking coldly at the two maids who tormented her.That look seemed to gather the darkness and resentment from the depths of hell, it was so cold that it made one's back shiver.

Beside, Xinhou's confidant female officer - the old god Bingxin was sitting on the chair with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at Yun Jingshu who was dripping with cold sweat.

All ten of Yun Jingshu's fingers are covered with bloodstains and bruises. The nails have been broken off, revealing the bright red flesh and blood under the nail caps. Formed by long-term abuse.

As for her bruised and purple face, apart from the bulging veins due to being too thin, there were no scars.

It's not because these people are kind, but because they are afraid of making it too obvious and difficult to explain.

As for who to explain to, it is naturally those civil and military officials who still care about her abolished empress, and the dark night she secretly cultivated.Before confirming the power to completely control her, the adulterer and prostitute did not dare to torture her openly.

"Okay, stop." Seeing that Yun Jingshu's struggle was getting smaller and smaller, Bingxin brushed the hair on her forehead in satisfaction, stood up, and said with a condescending look, "The Empress said Now, take good care of her sister, don't let her...die." When she said the last two words, the light in Bingxin's eyes seemed to be poisoned, and she shone with a ferocious light.

"Yes, Sister Xin, don't worry, I will take good care of you! Take care of the empress!" The two maids let go of Yun Jingshu with ferocious smiles at the corners of their mouths, and saluted Bingxin respectfully.When he said the words "take good care of him", his voice and expression became more ferocious.

"Hehe, don't worry, I will report your loyalty to the empress." Bingxin smiled contentedly and left the dark and damp hut.

On the bed, Yun Jingchu kept looking at the three of them with eyes that seemed to have been quenched by ice and snow, shining with a chilling cold light.

The two maids glanced at Yun Jingshu with a sarcastically cold gaze, forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts, and left quickly.The iron-blooded and ruthless post-abolition is well known.However, the lady officer Xin next to the queen assured them that the deposed queen would definitely die in the cold palace.

When Yun Jingshu was the only one left in the room, her eyes burst out with overwhelming hatred: Dongfang Chen, Yun Xiyao, I will definitely pay back ten times and a hundred times the pain you have inflicted on me.

She, Yun Jingshu, was originally a top ten killer in the 21st century, but died at the hands of the man she loved the most.

On that day, she finally completed the last task given by the organization, and planned to live an ordinary and happy life with her beloved from now on. However, when she ran home like a suckling swallow in the forest, she wanted When she fell into his arms, what was waiting for her was a cold gun pressed against her eyebrows, even his words were cold and businesslike...