Chapter 754 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 84

"Damn it!" Su Ziheng yelled angrily.

"Prince, there is only one way to go now." Zhang Song said, "The emperor must know about this, so the imperial guards will come over. If you and I are caught, there will be no good fruits to eat. They will be early now

I don’t like you, the prince, so why don’t we give it a try!”

"The commander of Youzhou was a good friend of my father's during his lifetime. If we escape there, he will definitely be willing to help us."

Zhang Song said fiercely: "I have observed the terrain of Youzhou. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. When the time comes, we can occupy Youzhou, attack the four surrounding counties, and then make plans-"

Su Ziheng was a little hesitant. After all, if he did this, it would be a real rebellion and a situation where there would be no end to the death.

"Prince! It's too late!"

The sound of soldiers and horses was getting closer and closer, Zhang Song said anxiously: "If you leave, you can still give it a try. If you stay now, the only one waiting for you is the deposed prince! You have forgotten how the emperor got to this position.

Really? This bullshit emperor dares to kill even his father, let alone your son!"

"Let's go!" Su Ziheng gritted his teeth and said with blood-red eyes, "Let's go."

Zhu Ergou was so happy that he rolled around, turned the scroll on the wall, and opened the secret passage: "Prince, let's run!"

This secret road leads to the outside of the western suburbs of the mountains, and the western suburbs all the way to Youzhou, as well as their arms and weapons and 50,000 private soldiers.

"Zhang Song, can you help me take someone away?" Su Ziheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Song, with a sly smile and a look on his face.

By the time the Imperial Guards arrived, everyone was empty.

"Search quickly!" Nie Chengye said angrily.

"General!" Someone ran over in shock and said, "Princess Zhaoyi—Princess Zhaoyi was kidnapped—"

"What?!"

On the twentieth day of autumn and ninth month in the thirty-sixth year of Yonglin's reign, a grand wedding ended absurdly.

The red silk was torn, the phoenix crown fell, and nothing was left.

On the way to the wedding of General Dingbei, nearly a thousand men and horses appeared on the way. They almost slaughtered everyone on sight, chopped up the wedding sedan, and hijacked the princess!

"Put down the sword! If you dare to come over, I will kill her directly!" Zhang Song's eyes turned red and the dagger cut through Su Qing'an's neck.

"Okay." The man who used his sword to fight a bloody path on the battlefield, protect the common people, and never throw away his sword until death, threw the sword to the ground without hesitation at this moment, with a crisp sound, and the snow blade on the ground

Reflecting his dark eyes, he stared at Su Qing'an, his voice was cold and low, "I'll let it go."

Swordsmen originally had no weaknesses.

Now this sword has become a fatal handle for a man who has learned to be soft-hearted.

"Hahahahahaha!" Zhang Song found it funny, especially funny. His laughter echoed and he sneered wildly, "I didn't expect that the dignified General Dingbei could be so pathetic."

At this time, the sun has completely set, the sky is almost dark, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is hazy.

Everyone thought that Zhang Song had hijacked Su Qing'an, but only Cen Zhou knew that she took advantage of the situation.

Princess Zhaoyi was dressed in a dignified wedding dress, bright red and noble. Even though her life was in the hands of others, she was not in the least embarrassed. The wind lifted her red hijab, fell to the ground, and floated far away, revealing a jade-like face and fluttering black hair.

She calmly and silently cast one last look at Cen Zhou, opened her mouth silently, and her eyebrows showed a faint determination in the dusk.

she said.

"You lost."

After three bows and nine knocks, they went to the church to get married, but nothing happened.

This wedding was only an annulment, and Cen Zhou lost.

The bloodstains, the red wedding sedan, the red hijab falling off, and the dusk in the distance are the only ending of this wedding.

Lu Mansion.

Clean and elegant.

Lu Nanxu has been ill recently and is not suitable for public appearances, so he did not attend the princess' wedding and is practicing calligraphy in the study.

"Taifu, it's not good!" The young man broke in, looking anxious, "Prince, the prince has rebelled!"

"Click——"

The brush in Lu Nanxu's hand was suddenly broken.

The joints are long and distinct, with a bluish white color.

He slowly raised his eyes, his brows hidden in the shadows of mixed light and dark.

In the autumn of the thirty-sixth year of Yonglin's reign, Prince Su Ziheng rebelled and fled to Youzhou together with the criminal Zhang Song, kidnapped Princess Zhaoyi, colluded with the commander of Youzhou, and established himself as king!

In the same year, Daliang sent troops to attack Youzhou. The two sides fought and the war broke out. For a time, there was a turmoil and the people were uneasy!

The autumn days are pale and cold, and the sunshine adds to the sadness.

Youzhou.

In a dark prison.

A basin of ice salt water was poured down on his face, and the bone-chilling coldness snaked down the blood-red whip wounds, dyeing the bright red clothes a deeper color.

Su Ziheng looked at the person in front of him who had his pipa bone pierced with a sinister smile: "Don't you think there are no tricks? Then did you ever think that you would also end up today! Su Qing'an!"

The man on the torture rack moved his fingertips, blood dripping down his fingers, and his breathing was light and weak.

A sound of "pop!"——

The whip covered with barbs hit Su Qingan hard!

Su Ziheng exerted himself so hard that his face turned red, and his heart was filled with a twisted and joyful sense of revenge. His whole body was like a balloon that was filled with air and could burst at any time. He laughed loudly in the dark dungeon, pointed at Su Qing'an, and laughed until he couldn't stand up.

waist.

"You killed two of my uncles! You killed 391 people in the Zhang family! You killed my mother! You killed so many people...retribution has come to you."

There was only a narrow skylight in the cell, and the faint light reflected Su Ziheng's cloudy eyes. He said softly: "Su Qing'an, you have to repent."

Princess Zhaoyi was covered in blood, pierced through her bones, with forty-seven whip wounds. There was also blood on her face, and her expression could not be seen clearly. In the darkest and filthiest cell, she should have been in embarrassment until death, but there was a sense of loyalty in her bones.

Innate pride.

Her smile was even contemptuous.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy."

"My mother-in-law only killed your mother!! But you harmed my whole family! Su Qing'an! With so many lives on your hands, you deserve to die!!!"

When Su Ziheng said this, he had completely forgotten how many people the Queen had killed for the sake of status, how many times the Prime Minister's Office ignored the law, and how many times he deliberately tried to get rid of his opponents.

Who is more innocent than whom?

Su Ziheng wished he could raise his hand to kill Su Qing'an immediately, but his hand was suddenly held down by someone.

"You want her to die so easily?" Zhang Song said, staring directly at Su Qing'an.

Su Ziheng tightened his grip on the whip in his hand, his face gleaming: "Yes, Cen Zhou and Nie Chengye are thinking about how to save people now, and this bait will catch big fish."

"We'll see." Su Qing'an's voice was slow and gentle, still like a fairy in heaven, but a series of blackening value prompts sounded in her head, which were ups and downs, extremely sharp, and stung the human brain.

What happened to Cen Zhou? Su Qingan suppressed the doubts in her heart.

Does a whiplash hurt? Does it hurt when a bone is pierced? Does it hurt when hot coals are burned on the body?

pain.

But worth it.

The sound of water dripping.

Su Qing'an raised her head and saw the gloomy night outside the sky window, with a smile on her lips.

It's going to be daybreak.

Kyoto, Imperial Palace.

Before the battle began, Cen Jinyuan personally came to see the emperor and asked Ying to fight.

At that time, Emperor Liang was wearing ordinary clothes and playing with birds outside the palace.

He turned around and his eyes fell on the jade pendant around Cen Zhou's waist, feeling disappointed.

The pomegranate has borne fruit, and some things should see the light of day again.
Chapter completed!