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Chapter 743 I will be the queen! (144)

Empress Dowager Xiao'an died when she touched the pillar. In such a tragic and resolute way, she atones for Prince Ning Xian and declared her regret to the world.

But the ending is different.

Anyway, it is impossible to escape the sanctions of death.

The wise king Gu Linyuan’s crime of treason was a foregone conclusion. He was sentenced to beheading Zhuquetai, and he could not guarantee himself. How could he have time to be sad for Empress Dowager Xiaoan?

Empress Dowager Xiao'an was glorious when she was alive and desolate after her death.

In just a few months, the Vermilion Bird Platform ushered in its second "grand event".

The last time was Xie Ronghua burned to death, and this time was the wise king Gu Linyuan who was beheaded and displayed in public for his crime of treason for seizing the throne by Zhuan Quan.

His Highness, who had not yet ascended the throne, had already appointed the new emperor, was personally executed.

This time, Bai Mo did not watch quietly on the Ninth Floor again, but appeared openly at the Vermilion Bird Platform and saw Gu Linyuan's head fall to the ground with his own eyes.

Qingyi's revenge was repaid and he was finally able to rest in peace.

On the night of Queen Mother Xiao'an's birthday party, the man and woman in Luoxia Cold Palace were Gu Linyuan and Yi Yingxiang.

The finished art was a man who used the heartbreaking palm. Qingyi grabbed the silver silk on his clothes, which was the unique silver silk pattern of the wise king's fief located in the northwest of the border.

Moreover, the three-inch and three iron nails in the Qingyi Tianling cover are spells in the southern Xinjiang. Gu Linyuan's biological mother, Empress Dowager Xiao'an, is a priest of the witch clan of the Southern Xinjiang King. It is not uncommon to know these spells.

That night, Bai Mo saw Yi Yingxiang in Cining Palace and learned that Empress Dowager Xiaoan was the princess of the Southern Xinjiang. Everything that was covered in the mist became clear and clear.

Gu Linyuan did not deny that he killed Qingyi himself.

In his opinion, Qingyi was just a maid, and taking her life was just a matter of raising her hand. She admitted it very happily...

For Gu Linyuan, there is nothing he deserves to care about except the throne.

For the throne, anyone can use it, and Yi Yingxiang is a good example.

Yi Yingxiang is the top brand in the stunning beauty shop. The famous pearl of Jinling is even far away from the northwest of Fengjiang, Gu Linyuan has heard of it.

Over the years, the fake emperor has been a puppet of Empress Dowager Xiao'an. Gu Linyuan often sneaked into Beijing, so he has been to the Beautiful Beauty House and has had a love affair with Yi Yingxiang.

Gu Linyuan and Yi Yingxiang have long been familiar with each other. Compared with the emperor, Yi Yingxiang decisively abandoned him and chose a younger and more powerful wise king. This is why the night falls in the cold palace plotted.

When the rebel like Gu Linyuan usurped power and sought throne, the people in the world naturally applauded.

However, everyone felt sad and regretful when Prince Ning Xian’s funeral was held.

The whole country mourns.

Prince Ning Xian and Yue Fanghua were buried together in the Daxia Imperial Mausoleum. This couple, who were separated from each other, were finally together. Although this method was not perfect, it was enough to comfort the dead.

You cannot sleep together in your life, but you should be able to sleep together in your life.

Ning Xian's coffin was sent to the Daxia Imperial Tomb for burial by Gu Junlin himself.

When he came out of the Daxia Imperial Tomb, his handsome eyebrows and eyes finally revealed the pain and fragility that had never been revealed for so many days.

Bai Mo was by his side all the time.

At this moment, I heard him say.

"In the past, although he had never been by my mother and I, I knew he was alive, living in a corner of the world, but now..."

The grief in the suppression of my heart suddenly surged like a tide, and my voice became trembling and unsteady: "He is gone, and my mother is no longer there. There are no relatives in this world who are connected to my blood. I am the only one, you are the only one..."

This calm and powerful boy has cut his most painful, soft and fragile side into the sun and displayed it to her.

He suddenly reached out to hug her, tightly, his voice trembling, "…Zhuohua."

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