Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

There are also many rules when revealing the imperial list. It is simple for her to be an orphan without relatives for no reason. After a few days of investigation, she went to the imperial city with several old doctors, and because she was a woman, she was placed in a separate courtyard.

Maybe it is because of her young age, she has never really asked her to face her, but she was kept in the palace, ready to ask your majesty for a pulse.

When Shi Qingyue opened her eyes, the sky would not be bright, Qiuhuo’s heat had dissipated, and the weather turned cooler, she was still a little tired, put her arms across her eyes, and listened to the broom sweeping the fallen leaves outside the courtyard. A little court lady was whispering.

"Did you hear the chanting? It seems that many Taoists and monks have come in in the palace in the past two days, and they have filled the Dongchen Hall. The night is endless, and I didn't sleep well at night." The little palace lady yawned a little.

"Are you not used to it? It's been half a year. It's either a wooden fish or a curse. The Mingze Temple has been covered with a black cloth for so long. It is said that this is confining the soul, keeping the soul of the national teacher in it."

The little palace lady lowered her voice, Shi Qingyi did not miss this sentence when her ears were good.

In this short half year, Xu Zhaosu’s body declined rapidly, and his dignified and gentle temperament was greatly changed. He was temperamental and violent. He imposed capital punishment on those who had betrayed her. He took action to purify the court and began to believe in gods and Buddhas. There are ghosts and gods in the world, and they try their best to call souls.

When recruiting the deceased national teacher, the soul of Qingyue, outsiders were terrified by the series of fierce methods adopted by the female monarch after the ninth five-year plan. The only way is that the female monarch hated the national teacher and even refused to let it go. A few people know the secrets of this, but they dare not say a word.

During that year of torment, the female king's body was not well. Later, she was exhausted and suffered repeated drastic changes. Her body was worsening day by day, and she resolutely refused to recruit the royal husband and give birth to heirs.

The princess was worried about insomnia every night, and the imperial doctor in the palace was helpless, so she had to place her hopes on the hermit, and she wanted to post the emperor's list to seek medical advice.

She also took advantage of this loophole to enter the palace. She was thinking about the curious whisper from the window: "But I heard the sister on duty in the Mingze Hall say that your majesty has a precious porcelain altar. On the side of the couch, you can’t sleep peacefully without being on your side. I don’t know what kind of baby it is."

Shi Qingyue: "..."

Silently put his arm down from his eyes, sat up and sighed, the bright moon was sky outside the window, the cold moonlight enveloped the silent palace, and the sound of Sanskrit came faintly in the distance.

Everyone watched her being burned alive, but no one knew that after the Yuming Palace was completely enclosed by the fire, the burned person climbed up silently again. The ashes were just a blinding method left by the system.

After she left, Xu Zhaosu held her ashes and did not let go. People became more paranoid and surly. The eldest princess was worried day and night, and finally ignorant of her conscience chose a feng shui treasure to persuade Xu Zhaosu to bury her and let her go into the land for peace.

Xu Zhaosu did bury her, but he regretted it within two days of her burial.

The king was caught in a nightmare in the middle of the night, and the girl in the dream who had not been stained with dust was burnt and curled up into a ball. Behind him was billowing smoke, his white clothes were curled up by the fire, and only a piece of scorched black was left in an instant.

She woke up from a nightmare, and found that one month had passed, and the thunder and lightning outside the window had arrived. She closed her eyes and couldn't help trembling. How could she bury Shi Qingyue alone in such a cold place? The surroundings are deserted and uninhabited, and the wind is cold and rainy.

She saw the girl she likes in her dream, and she will also go to see her when she wakes up.

So on a rainy and rainy night, she stumbled to the outskirts of Beijing and dug up her tomb with her own hands.

As if it was a confirmation, she opened the coffin and saw the nails, but now she doesn't believe it. Maybe everything is just a dream? Whether it was a lie to her, that person has already gone far away, and he is still alive in this world...

But the iron-clad facts did not allow her to disbelieve. The ashes of that person was quietly buried in the barren mountain. Perhaps the soul had already left, and this person could never come back.

Suddenly, she knew clearly that Shi Qingyue was dead, and that the person she had loved and hated in madness would never get it again. In the end, she was the one who had nothing.

After all, she didn't let Shi Qing's barley into the soil for peace. People were not by her side when she was alive, and at least she couldn't leave after death.

Moreover, the ashes are still here, maybe, there is still the possibility of a successful soul-calling, isn't it?

The young lady looked like a madman, with mud and blood in her fingers. She hugged a porcelain altar and was soaked in the rainy night. Her jaw was gently pressed on the porcelain altar, stubbornly stubborn, as if With a trace of desperate madness.

Rao is the princess, who is as cold as a rock, she can only remain silent when she sees this situation, and can't stop her for half a step.

Later, it was rumored that the female monarch hated the national teacher because of her love.

"..."

Shi Qingyi felt a little complicated, rubbing her eyebrows, as if she heard the movement of her getting up, and immediately fell silent outside the window, and finally fell silent.

The golden leaves fell on the ground and were cleaned in the flowerbed. In a blink of an eye, she has been here for almost half a month. Shi Qingyue finally couldn't help but take care of it. After finishing the game, she asked the female officer: "Excuse me, my lord. How long will it take to meet your Majesty?"

The female officer looked weirdly at the shameless woman in front of her with a mask, and kindly reminded: "If you have any grievances, it is useless to find your Majesty to sue her."

No one knows that your Majesty is uncertain, killing people like numb, and going up is to die.

Shi Qingyue: "..."

Silently stuffed another ingot of silver.

The female officer sighed and pointed out the way: "I heard that a few remnants of the old party of the National Teacher were arrested recently. When your Majesty returns, you should pass by Chengqing Gate. If you really want to go... "

The female officer tried her best to kill her and swallowed it: "If you want a face holy, you can wait at Chengqing Gate."

Shi Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked softly, "Thank you, my lord, for your suggestion."

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The prison is dark and damp, which is actually not conducive to the cultivation of the female monarch. Her legs and feet are not good, and she is unbearable and afraid of cold, let alone staying in such a damp and cold place for a long time.

The remnants lying on the ground had only one breath left, all covered with cuts and bruises, with a red soldering iron lying on their sides, the flesh and blood had not yet dissipated, and all that should be explained had been explained.

In fact, there is nothing to say, but they are all old things, the truth mottled in time.

Xu Zhaosu listened to him quietly, and suddenly felt empty in his heart. After sitting in the cell for a long time, he turned around and walked back staggering step by step.

It started slowly, and slowly walked faster and faster, as if there was a scourge behind her about to chase her, the invisible beast strangled her throat and made her breathing especially difficult.

In just half a year, the confidant had turned into a dead bone, and she finally learned the unknown truth from the words of others.

It turned out that on that day half a year ago, Jing E had already understood her own movement, and Shi Qingyue did not go with her to stop her master from doing something wrong with her.

It was she who insisted on going back and taking her with her and fell into the trap.

She never wanted to kill herself.

The dying person was lying on the ground while vomiting blood while speaking, every word seemed to mock her: "If there is no secret protection from the national teacher, does your majesty think you, you can escape from birth so easily?"

Yes, everything afterwards seemed to go smoothly and terribly. I managed to escape the pursuit, avoided the siege and blockade, met with the corresponding dark guard, and happened to meet an experienced doctor when he was seriously injured. Everything went smoothly and incredible, but I was covered in hatred at the time. I didn't notice anything wrong...

That arrow deviated from the heart, how could it happen to deviate by just one point?

She only feels a splitting headache and a muddlehead, and the past events are gradually being linked together.

The warm liquid dripped drop by drop. The young king didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. He staggered and walked out. The sun was shining and terrible, leaving everything in the world invisible. For a long time, a man of dignity. Suddenly covered her cheeks, Nightmare murmured like: "She wanted to go with me, she didn't want to kill me, it was me, I forced her to death..."

She is the ninth-five god, and no one is on top. No one dared to step forward to check, everyone only dared to follow her half a step behind, looking at each other.

"I personally forced her to death..."

There was nothing in front of her, her legs and feet getting softer and weaker. She couldn't see the way forward and just walked forward blankly, and finally knocked on the high threshold.

The woman in the gold-patterned mysterious clothes staggered, she was about to fall to the ground. The maids and guards behind her face changed suddenly, but she walked forward quickly, but was shocked to find that the female monarch had fallen into her knees on the ground. In someone's arms.

The person was stuck in the middle of the road, showing bad intentions, but the female gentleman firmly grasped her hand, and even pinched a bruise with the naked eye.

The warm liquid flowed into her neck, Shi Qingyue did not dare to move, she could only hear a word from the teeth of the person who was holding her tightly, fast and anxious, stumbling and tripping, it seemed that she almost bit her tongue.

She said: "I will let the monk chant the scriptures, and the Taoist priests will make an array. Will you stay a little longer?"

A sour emotion suddenly surged somewhere in my heart, and the person who had always been ruthless couldn't help raising his hand, and for a while, quietly landed on that person's trembling back.

The system screamed: "The hatred value has been reduced by 5%, and now there is still forty-five% left. The host will continue to work harder!"