"Besides, in such sultry weather, Zhu Jiu's body will completely decompose within two days. I am a doctor, not a charlatan, and I have to think of ways to preserve His Majesty's body every day."

Hearing this, Li Chunyue sighed helplessly: "How do you think I was injured two days ago? I was beaten just because I persuaded His Majesty to let Zhu Jiu be buried in peace. Oh, don't persuade me, let him go.

"

Min Que was stunned for a while with a look of despair, and suddenly complained excitedly: "I really don't understand! If Your Majesty cares so much about Zhu Jiu, why did he order his subordinates to shoot her and capture her alive?

Isn’t it good? It’s a good thing now. Everyone is dead, but they are guarding a cold corpse all day long. Alas, I don’t know what they are doing.”

Li Chunyue shook his head slowly, looked far away at the horizon, and said softly: "What do you know? Your Majesty is General Chengquan Zhu. A woman like her will die on the battlefield even if she dies."

After speaking, both of them fell silent.

In the king's tent, Xuanyuan Che wetted a handkerchief himself and slowly wiped the face of the woman in the ice coffin.

When she was alive, she was so handsome that her enemies could be frightened by just one look. Now that she is in deep sleep, she is a little more peaceful and peaceful.

The veil grazed her smooth forehead, her high brow bones, and finally came to her diamond-shaped lips.

Her lips were not as rosy and plump as those of ordinary women. Their lips were extremely pale and always tight. In addition, she was always unsmiling, which made her look very serious.

Xuanyuan Che rubbed her lips with his fingertips, lowered his head, and slowly pressed his lips against hers. He seemed to have never heard the smell of the corpse.

"Jiujiu, what should I do to keep you?"

The young man's tongue traced her lips, and he whispered in her ear as if praying, his voice hoarse.

"Zhu Jiu, why are you always so stubborn? Why don't you stay in Xuanyuan Palace? Why do you have to come to Yancheng to die?"

"Why did we end up here?"

"Why....."

He murmured to himself, his deep eyes locked on the woman in the ice coffin.

At night.

A soldier wearing Xuanyuan armor dragged an unsteady leg and staggered toward the royal tent.

She was holding a tray with several plates of food on it. The guarding soldiers thought it was someone coming from the kitchen to deliver food, so they did not stop her.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw the ice coffin placed in the tent and the young man in black clothes leaning next to the ice coffin.

The young man turned half sideways, his dark hair falling down with his movements. He stretched his arms into the coffin. He couldn't see the specific movements clearly. He just looked at the inside of the coffin intently and did not notice the person coming.

"Your Majesty, I have been ordered to bring you some food." Zhu Jiu said in a low voice.

The young emperor spoke coldly: "Put it down and get out!"

Zhu Jiu placed the tray on the low table next to the throne. When he bent down and exited, he glanced inside the coffin from the corner of his eye.

At this sight, her eyes widened suddenly, her blood surged with anger, and she paused on the spot.

What is this guy doing?!

She was already dead, and he still wanted to humiliate his body in this way.

When she was alive, she hated smearing her eyebrows and applying makeup to her lips. She didn't expect that after her death, this guy would make fun of her like this!

The young man who was concentrating on applying rouge on the faces of the people in the coffin clearly felt the murderous intent coming from not far away. He put down the rouge in his hand, looked sideways at him, his eyes were like daggers, and his tone was serious: "You are looking for death!"

As he spoke, he gathered purple zhenqi in his palms. With a little force on his wrist, the powerful zhenqi was pushed out and hit Zhu Jiu directly in the face.

Zhu Jiu reacted quickly and dodged, but even though she had lost all her inner strength, she was still hit in the chest by the strong wind from his palm. Her body was pushed several meters away, directly broke through the curtain, fell outside the tent, and rolled on the ground.

After several attempts, I was able to stabilize my body.

There was a sweet and fishy smell gushing out of her throat. She resisted spitting it out and swallowed the mouthful of bloody phlegm.

The guards outside the tent have long been accustomed to the emperor's anger. The military advisor Li Chunyue was thrown out like this last time. In contrast, the new emperor was obviously merciful to the military advisor.

At this time, a cold voice came from the tent: "Drag him out and cut him into pieces."

As soon as he finished speaking, guards came over quickly and drove Zhu Jiu in one direction. Zhu Jiu let them drag him, his mind was filled with images of his own body being made fun of by Xuanyuan Che, and he felt filled with hatred in his heart.

Passing through the camp, we came to a wilderness.

There have been many cages placed there, and there are many prisoners and prisoners of war in them. They are all more or less injured, some have their limbs cut off, some have their eyes gouged out, some can't speak, and some can't see. They are huddled in a corner of the cage.

, crying and roaring in pain, or using self-mutilation to hit the cage in order to find relief, but how could Xuanyuan Bing let them die so easily? He directly destroyed the limbs, mouth and tongue of these people who were seeking death, and finally threw them into an urn.

Make it into a human pig.

She has also killed prisoners of war and tortured them in order to obtain information, but in the end she would try her best to let them die with dignity and would never humiliate a life in such a despicable way.

Zhu Jiu glanced over, and his calm face changed slightly after seeing a prisoner of war.

Among the group of ragged prisoners, an equally embarrassed man was squeezed into the crowd. He tried his best to shrink his body and blend in, but his tall figure still made it easy for people to notice him.

He didn't look frightened like the prisoners of war around him, but more alert. From time to time he raised his head and looked around. Just when he raised his eyes to take a peek, he happened to meet Zhu Jiu's eyes.

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked over and saw that the lame soldier had been pushed towards an open space.

These eyes were so familiar, especially when they looked at him, the originally cold and distant gaze suddenly brightened for a moment, as if they were joyful from the inside out at seeing a loved one, but this joy only lasted a moment.

Zhu Mo took a deep breath and tried not to let himself be distracted.

In any case, he must bring Ajiu's body back to Yan State.

In this compartment, Zhu Jiu's neck, ankles and wrists have been tied with hemp ropes, and five tall horses are on standby. Just waiting for an order, Zhu Jiu's body will be divided into five parts.

Perhaps she was too excited, and several horses rubbed their hooves restlessly beside her, and the hot breath from their noses swept her face.

Zhu Jiu lay quietly on the ground, with a smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Just as the guard urged the horse's butt, her lips slightly raised, and a whistle like a whistle came from her mouth. The whistle was long, thin, and unstoppable.

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To a normal person, this sounds like an ordinary whistle, but when Zhu Mo heard it, his mood was like a drop of oil falling into a frying pan, constantly surging, his heart beating like a drum, and he was vaguely looking forward to it.

This, this whistle, was originally created by Ah Jiu to train horses!

How could this person...


Chapter completed!