goddess above

Chapter 1342

"But what about those children and pregnant women?" Deyang squatted down and pulled Jingyu: "Sister, let them go anyway."

Jing Yu's eyes were full of coldness: "Impossible, it's a crime to conceive Bi, they must die."

Deyang was stunned, looking at Jingyu suddenly felt a strange but familiar feeling.

She didn't understand what Jing Yu said about the crime of being pregnant, nor did she understand what she meant by the benevolence of a woman?
She just felt that those people didn't deserve to die.

She left disappointed, and after walking not far, she asked again: "The queen mother said that she wants Yu Jiang to go to the palace for the rest of her life, can you not kill her?"

"I won't let her live." Jing Yu refused decisively: "Anyone can live, but she can't."

Deyang gave up, she couldn't persuade Jingyu, and she couldn't watch those people die innocently, so as soon as she returned to the bedroom, Deyang took her burden and left.

After the empress and Bailixiang left, her world was turned upside down, she needed a quiet moment, and needed time to heal the pain of bereavement in her heart.

The day of execution was set on the first day of September. There were 8000 people outside Lin'an City, all of whom were relatives of traitors.

Bustling people crowded around the execution ground, looking at the old people and children inside, everyone was whispering.

When Yu Jiang was escorted out, Jing Yu also boarded the tower.

She was wearing a red and black court dress, charming and murderous.

As soon as she came out, everyone knelt on the ground, "See the princess."

Jing Yu's gaze swept among them, and slightly raised his hand to signal for everyone to excuse himself.

"Today, I'm here to see you off, the monarchs and ministers. I have something to let you understand and let others understand." Her voice was clear, and every word was sonorous and powerful: "In Dongchuan, anyone who disturbs Dongchuan People in Sichuan who live in peace, no matter whether you are a hero or an important minister, as long as you dare to rebel, then I will dare to kill. What I did today is to tell everyone that in Dongchuan, this is the price of rebellion."

Her words are beyond doubt.

After today is over, the blood outside Lin'an City may not be washed away next year.

Yu Jiang seemed to be insane again, and refused to be tied up, and yelled at Jing Yu: "My child, my child, give me back my child."

Her appearance made Wang Xian feel distressed: "Mu Mu, Mu Mu."

Yu Jiang ignored him and kept staring at Jing Yu: "My daughter, I want my daughter."

Jing Yu's expression was indifferent: "Your daughter is dead long ago, and Wang Bi is also dead."

Hearing this, Wang Xian's face turned pale instantly, his world seemed to have collapsed, instantly making people desperate not wanting to continue living.

Yu Jiang was also stunned, her shoulders slumped, and the last of her spirit and reason were taken away by this sentence.

Jing Yu nodded slightly, and a child's shoe fell from the city wall and fell at Yu Jiang's feet. There was blood in the shoe, which pierced Yu Jiang's eyes with pain.

"Impossible, impossible." She was really crazy: "Hahahaha. How did she die? Impossible."

She fell to the ground with the shoe, knocked her head and bled profusely. After a burst of crazy laughter, she crawled to Wang Xian's feet, pulled Wang Xian and asked, "Where is my child? Where is my child?" Trash, you trash."

She grabbed Wang Xian and beat her fiercely, even more viciously than her own enemy. It took a lot of effort for the officers and soldiers to pull her away.

Before the executioner could make his hand, Yu Jiang fell to the ground, holding the shoes in his hand, and was still chanting about her daughter before closing her eyes.

(End of this chapter)