Food, Color, Medicine and Fragrance: Ugly Girl Turns Over

Chapter 248
The emperor was not reconciled, the late emperor had always disliked him, and he even scolded him for being a wolf in private, an unintentional opportunity let him know that the late emperor intended to pass on the throne to his younger brother, a compatriot, so he couldn't help but couldn't wait to start He acted forcefully. Although he succeeded, he was guilty of being a thief after all, so he had been on guard against King Jing for so many years, and he had been afraid of him for so many years. In the end, he let go and fell into the hands of this younger brother. After all, it was the spirit of the former emperor who did not forgive him. .

At this moment, he knew that he was helpless, just like the sudden death of his father back then.

"Even if I die, you won't get the world!"

The emperor spat out a big mouthful of blood, his eyes were wide open, his hands stretched forward as if trying to grab something, but everything was in vain, and his hands still hung down.

"Doctor Xuan!"

With King Jing's order, the guards went to the imperial physician, and soon the imperial physician came, still the confused young imperial physician, but this time his eyes were clear and his thinking was clear.

The imperial physician had already understood the situation in the palace, so he pretended to be deaf and dumb very cleverly.

Holding the medicine box to feel the Emperor's pulse, he rolled his eyelids again, and finally stepped back a few steps and knelt on the ground, mournfully saying: "The Emperor, you are dead!"

Upon hearing that the emperor had passed away, several old officials fell to the ground weakly, then knelt down on the ground again, crying loudly.

The emperor's eyes were wide open, as if unwilling to close his eyes, King Jing walked over, gently caressed him and sighed, and said heavily: "Don't worry, brother, my ministers know that you like beautiful women, so your concubines and concubines will let them to accompany you."

This sentence hit the minister's sore spot again, because everyone knew how much the emperor loved beauties, and was even so confused that he wanted to let Concubine Jing, a witch, be his queen.

So at this moment, no one spoke, and no one shed tears, except for a few veterans who were crying as if the sky had collapsed.

The curtain finally came to an end, and the last relative in the world left him.

King Jing closed his eyes, his throat choked up, and something flowed from the corner of his eyes.

When he opened it again, there was already a strong murderous look in his eyes.

"The first emperor passed away, the throne passed to King Jing, and all the officials bowed down!"

Suddenly someone among the ministers yelled, and then Zhou Jin, the official historian in charge of recording the history of the dynasty, stood up. He knelt down in front of King Jing respectfully, and offered a yellow imperial decree drawn from his arms with both hands: "Mr. The emperor felt that the dragon's body was slightly ill last month, and he was afraid that the palace's heirs would be weak, and the eldest prince would be incapable of governing the country, so after much deliberation, he passed on the throne to Prince Jing."

King Jing received the imperial edict, turned around and kowtowed three times to Huang Shang's gradually cooling corpse, got up and said, "Brother Huang, go at ease, Brother Huang will not let you down!"

The ministers were all stunned, which caused a commotion, and several veteran ministers cried bitterly for King Jing's stealing the country.

King Jing asked Zhou Jin to unfold the imperial decree for everyone to review. It was indeed an imperial decree, with a clear seal of jade seal underneath.

When the news of the new emperor's ascension to the throne was loudly spread from the palace by guards one after another, Lin Xiaorou trembled for no reason. She opened the door and stared at the blue sky in a daze for a long time.

King Jing still succeeded. His success foreshadowed that she would have no escape in the future. The world was his, so how could she escape!
Leaning weakly against the door frame, I felt indescribably depressed.

It was already two days later when she saw King Jing again. The death of the former emperor was a national mourning, so another better day was chosen for the day of enthronement.

"Lin Xiaorou, the world is mine, where else do you want to escape to?"

This was the first sentence King Jing said to Lin Xiaorou.

Lin Xiaorou stood by the window and looked at the sky in a daze. It took a long time before she smiled bitterly and said, "You really are not a good person. You obviously know everything but you pretended to be a fool and lied to me for so long. What else do you know besides my identity!"

Standing beside her, King Jing followed her gaze and looked up. The sky was very blue and beautiful, so pure that no trace of dirt could be tolerated. A bird fluttered past with fluttering wings.

"I know what's not important. What's important is that I won't let you go again. From now on, the palace will be your place for the rest of your life."

Lin Xiaorou was furious, she clenched her fists tightly, if she wasn't afraid that the guards would rush in and put the knife on her neck, she would definitely beat her up.

"I already have someone I like, so even if you trap my body, you won't get any favor from me."

King Jing squinted at her, his eyes like a poisonous thorn: "Obviously you don't know me well enough, I would rather destroy what I can't get, and of course I don't mind destroying what you care about."

"you dare!"

King Jing didn't speak, but the corner of his mouth curled up, and he laughed: "I will let you pick you up in the afternoon, and I will give you a generous gift anytime."

King Jing left, Lin Xiaorou sat on the ground hugging her knees, her tears soon wet her shirt, it was so annoying, this King Jing was simply an unreasonable bull devil.

She believed what King Jing said, he even dared to seize the throne, what else would he not dare to do, she had clearly seen the hideous and terrifying corpses on the ground that day when he brought them into the palace.

He was defenseless, but he had already seen his identity.

In the afternoon, it was time for the first emperor to enter the coffin and seal the mausoleum.

The whole palace was completely plain. When Lin Xiaorou was brought to the Taiqing Hall, she immediately saw King Jing in a dragon robe standing at the highest point, who is now the emperor.

All the ministers also knelt down on the ground in filial piety and cried loudly.

At first glance, it is all striking white, and the solemnity makes people feel heavy.

Lin Xiaorou was dressed in pink, standing behind the crowd, she was particularly eye-catching, she stood there in a daze, at a loss.

At this moment, King Jing saw her and walked towards her quickly, holding her tightly with one hand.

"I'll take you to another place."

Lin Xiaorou was taken to Changle Hall by King Jing in a daze. Changle Hall was the place where the emperor held his wedding. In the entire imperial palace, only here was the place where the word "happy" was hung all year round.

The gauze curtains and bed curtains inside are also red.

When the two guards saw them coming, they immediately knelt down and saluted.

Opening the door, a woman's curses could be heard from inside.

"What is this place, what did you bring me here for!"

King Jing did not speak, hissed at her, and then led her into the guarded main hall.

When entering the main hall, there was a screen, where there were two chairs, Jing Wang forced Lin Xiaorou to sit down, and sat down with him.

Lin Xiaorou stared dumbfounded at the world behind the screen.

I don't know how to make this screen. They can see inside, but the people inside can't see them.

There are dozens of grand master chairs in the hall, and a white silk is hung on each grand master chair.

Those concubines in the harem were forced to sit on the grand master's chair by several guards armed with knives. Those concubines were still young and beautiful, and they were willing to hang their necks to die, so all the resisters cursed angrily.

Lin Xiaorou didn't see Concubine Hua and Nan Gongjing, and turned her head to look at King Jing, who seemed to know what she was thinking, smiled and said, "One is my woman, don't deserve to die, and the other is someone you hate, who should You handle it best."

During the conversation, several concubines had been forcibly pressed on the grand master's chair. Their expressions were terrified, their faces were ashen, and all of them were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak. Scattered.

Soon there was a concubine whose neck was wrapped in white silk. When the grand master's chair was pulled back, the whole person was hung there, struggling with her hands and feet, and soon rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the concubines screamed in fright, and some were so frightened that their bodies went limp, and the guards strangled them to death with almost no effort.

Lin Xiaorou stared dumbfounded, her limbs felt cold.

It was so cruel and inhumane.

"Why did you kill them!"

"Buried!"

It was actually the most inhumane funeral, Lin Xiaorou's hands couldn't stop shaking, she stood up angrily and crossed the screen, angrily said: "Stop!"

The guards ignored her at all, and several concubines who had a strong desire to survive resisted desperately, even overturning the chairs.

That kind of tragic image was like a hell on earth, the screams and cries intertwined into a reminder to stick tightly to everyone's heart.

Lin Xiaorou felt dizzy, and her feet were almost unsteady. She leaned against the door and couldn't help but shed tears of fear as she witnessed this sad scene. She seemed to see herself hanging by a white silk in the near future. , King Jing laughed loudly below: "Let you escape, let you betray me!"

The hall quickly fell silent, and the hell-like screams and cries gradually subsided, and the bodies that were originally fresh turned into corpses, hanging alone on the white silk.

All the concubines died with their eyes open.

Lin Xiaorou was carried back to the room by King Jing. She lay quietly and whispered, "Would you kill me like this one day?"

"will not."

King Jing left, and the first emperor's coffin was buried. Behind the big golden nanmu coffin were ten small mahogany coffins, which belonged to the ten concubines.

Even if the first emperor died, he would continue to enjoy the surrounding and service of these concubines in the underworld.

The ministers saw King Jing's ruthlessness, and they didn't make any more noise.

The funeral procession meanders all the way to the imperial mausoleum.

At this time, the royal army outside the gate of the capital already knew that the new emperor had ascended the throne, the old emperor was gone, and all the ministers surrendered. Finally, they returned to the garrison with several corpses shot into hedgehogs by archers because they were about to rush to the city.

Under King Jing's planning, this palace change took the least amount of effort and blood to win the crown.

Tomorrow morning, his hidden guards will gather to replace the current army, because he only likes those who obey him.

A killing has just begun. .

Lin Xiaorou knew that King Jing was leaving the palace to go to the imperial mausoleum, this was a good opportunity for her to escape, now as soon as she closed her eyes, she would look like those concubines died tragically.

Opening the door, two guards stood there like two big mountains. Lin Xiaorou clutched her stomach and said in pain, "My stomach hurts, help me!"

"Girl, let's go get the imperial physician right away." The two guards didn't dare to get too close to her, keeping a safe distance from Lin Xiaorou and watching her cautiously and nervously.

(End of this chapter)