Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 651: Miserable Ending (2)
Xie Lingyue flew into the imperial mausoleum, closely chasing after the virtuous king and the son of the virtuous king, her clear voice of thanks came from the air: "Thank you, son of the virtuous king!"

Xiao Qingyu didn't speak, just watched the guards of the capital pouring into the imperial mausoleum like a tide, approaching the Xian Wang father and son!
Strong anger flashed in King Xian's eyes, and he rushed into the main room of the tomb, with his long sword lying on the jade coffin in the center of the tomb, he said coldly: "If you dare to step forward, this king will be destroyed." the corpse."

Xie Lingyue's hurried footsteps suddenly stopped, her face was slightly gloomy, she would come to the imperial tomb to show her filial piety every year and festival, she knew that this imperial tomb belonged to the empress, and the corpse in the coffin was her mother, she couldn't let 'her' die No body!
The emperor pushed aside the guards and came forward, and looked at the virtuous king coldly: "You are so despicable and shameless that you actually threaten the dead!"

"This king has always been unscrupulous in his actions. The method that can save his life is a good way! Tell the guards to retreat, otherwise, this king will split this jade coffin, and your wife will not be able to die peacefully." He threatened to chop off the jade coffin.

"You dare!" The emperor's face was so dark that ink was about to drip out, his pupils were burning with rage, "If you dare to hurt her even an iota, I will ask you to repay her ten times and a hundred times!"

Xian Wang's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. The coffin was originally a dead body with limited use value. If the emperor really tried his best to abandon his beloved wife's body and put him to death, wouldn't he be very unlucky: "Let the guards Get out of the way, this king will return the corpse to you when he leaves the imperial tomb!"

"Your Majesty, you have entered the tomb where the dead live, and you still want to leave safely!" The emperor looked at him with mockery.

"If the emperor wants to die together, this king can also accompany him, but..." The virtuous king glanced at Xie Lingyue and said proudly: "Does the emperor have the heart to have Prince Jing die here too? She is your only flesh and blood. She was just 17 years old. It's the same age as flowers..."

"Shut up!" The emperor's face was ashen, and he clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly. He was not afraid of death, but he couldn't let Lingyue die here...

Seeing the emperor's gloomy face, the corner of Xian Wang's mouth curled into an imperceptible sneer. The emperor loved his wife and daughter very much. He would not let the queen's body be destroyed, nor would he ignore the danger of his daughter. He weighed the pros and cons carefully. Finally, they will definitely let their father and son go...

"Meow meow!" The cute meow came to my ears suddenly, Xie Lingjin looked up and saw Mu Chenfeng, Tsinghua is noble, elegant as the wind, the face carved in white jade, the handsome face like snow jade makes people dazzled!
A snow-white kitten lay on its shoulders, its big blue and yellow eyes quickly scanned the crowd, as if looking for something, and its snow-white front paws held a turquoise marriage fruit that was about the size of its head.

Xie Lingjin's nose was sore, and a layer of mist filled her eyes. This dead cat actually brought the marriage fruit that she threw, did it want to stimulate her?If it wasn't for it to disrupt the situation, she would be Chenfeng's fiancée now, how could she stand in the mausoleum and fight alone...

No, her marriage fruit was bitten by the stupid cat, but this fruit is intact. This is not the marriage fruit she threw, and the other marriage fruits already have owners, so they will not be snatched by the stupid cat , could it be... Xie Lingyue's ultimate son-in-law fruit!
Xie Lingyue sternly prevented her from marrying Mu Chenfeng, but secretly threw her chosen son-in-law into Mu Chenfeng's hands, a despicable and shameless bitch, extremely hateful!
"Xie Lingyue, I'll kill you!" Xie Lingjin's eyes were burning with rage, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Xie Lingyue mercilessly.

Xie Lingyue did not show any weakness, she swung her sword to meet Xie Lingjin. In an instant, everyone saw two figures, one red and one blue, tightly entangled together, and it was hard to tell who was who. The sound of the fierce exchange of weapons was shocking.

The Xian King's face was ashen, they could use the Queen's corpse to leave here immediately, Lingjin actually provoked Xie Lingyue at this critical moment of life and death, it was extremely stupid...

Seeing that he was distracted, the emperor's eyes froze, and he swung his sword to push away the long sword he had placed on the coffin, forcing him out of the jade coffin, and fighting with him.

The guards also rushed over one after another, drew their swords and confronted Yu Wenheng, the son of Shangxian King, and fierce fighting sounded in the silent tomb!
Standing in the corner, Mu Yutang looked at the virtuous king, Yu Wenheng, and Xie Lingjin surrounded by the guards, and muttered in a low voice, "The father and son are dying, and they are still struggling desperately."

Xiao Qingyu's eyes sank, and he said calmly: "Everyone has the desire to survive, and they are no exception."

Mu Yutang smiled. There was only one exit from the imperial mausoleum. The three of them, father and son, were surrounded by tens of thousands of guards. There was no way to survive. Death would happen sooner or later: "Who do you think will happen first among the three of them?"

Xiao Qingyu glanced at the three Xian Wangs, and said softly: "No accident, it's Yu Wenheng!"

The moment the words fell, there was only a 'poof', and the long sword in the guard's hand passed Yu Wenheng's interception, and stabbed fiercely into his chest, and the blood instantly stained his clothes...

"Heng'er!" The shrill scream passed through the clouds and resounded through the sky.

Mu Yutang followed the prestige, and saw Princess Xian rushing over, screaming, opened the guards, hugged Yu Wenheng, who was seriously injured, and shook him vigorously: "Heng'er, wake up, wake up... ..."

Yu Wenheng didn't respond, with a sword stuck in his chest, strands of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were half-closed, and he had no strength to answer her words, and his breath was very weak.

"Heng'er, Heng'er..." Princess Xian yelled frantically, her voice was full of despair: This is her son, her only biological son...

A pair of ink boots embroidered with golden dragons appeared in sight. Concubine Xian raised her head and saw the handsome face of the emperor. She glared at him bitterly and yelled: "He is your own nephew, how could you be so cruel? Kill him?"

The emperor looked at her condescendingly, with unprecedented coldness in his eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "When you helped the virtuous king to kill my wife and daughter, did you ever think that one of them is your own sister-in-law, and the other It's your own niece."

Concubine Xian was startled, her pupils were filled with tears of grievance, she just wanted to help her husband, what was wrong with her: "You are the younger brother of my elder sister and mother, my elder sister hurts the world, but I won't hurt you either! "

"I won't let the guards hurt you. As for my brother-in-law, nephew, and niece who have nothing to do with me, I won't take care of them!" Without family affection, why should he be polite to them?

Concubine Xian choked, and big teardrops rolled down her cheeks. She heard that King Xian had failed in his rebellion and was forced out of the capital, so she hurried over to persuade her brother to spare King Xian's life. Now it seems that her brother hated him. Their family is dead, and they will never be let go...

(End of this chapter)