bookcurios Chapter 1195 Shen Nanqiao was beheaded
Chapter 1195 Shen Nanqiao was beheaded
"Kill him! Kill this old thief!"
"Traitor! You deserve to be cut into pieces!"
"And that vicious woman! How dare she murder Consort Chen? She has such a vicious heart! She deserves to die!"
"Bah! Bastards! They deserve to die!"
"..."
The deafening sounds of spitting and cursing were like a surging wave.
Rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, broken stones, etc., fell on Liu Chongshan and Shen Nanqiao like raindrops.
Liu Chongshan closed his eyes tightly, his skinny body trembling slightly under the shackles.
Shen Nanqiao didn't react at all, letting the filth get stuck in her messy hair, just with her eyes wide open.
"Tsk, this is truly heart-warming! How many years has the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion been bullying the Empress Dowager by relying on her power? They deserve this!"
"Who said it wasn't! It's all thanks to Concubine Chen!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Imperial Concubine Chen truly understands the righteousness of the cause!"
"Empress Chen is Shen Nanqiao's biological sister, yet she harbors evil intentions to poison her! Such a heartless person deserves death!"
"Your Majesty is deeply concerned about the country and will not tolerate any injustice! This is the true Feng Yi world!"
"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that Concubine Chen was so perceptive and saw through the evil plot, and acted decisively, the conspiracy of this vicious woman and the group of traitors behind her might have succeeded!"
"Empress Chen has saved our Great Zhou! Her merits are immeasurable!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"..."
The praises grew louder and louder.
Shen Zhinian's name echoed repeatedly over the execution ground in winter.
She was no longer the imperial concubine who relied solely on the emperor's favor to gain a foothold in the harem.
Her decisiveness and righteousness, like an invisible brand, are deeply engraved in the hearts of the people in the capital, and her prestige is at its peak!
The executioner looked at the hourglass expressionlessly. As the last grain of sand slipped out, he suddenly pulled out the warrant and threw it to the ground!
"The time has come, execution—!!!"
As the token fell to the ground, the executioner raised the ghost-head knife in his hand.
The cold light of the ghost-headed knife drew a glaring arc in the bleak sunlight. With the determination to cut through everything, it slashed down fiercely!
The whistling sound of the blade tearing through the air was the last sound Shen Nanqiao heard in his short life.
An indescribable pain exploded from the neck!
The moment the head fell to the ground, Shen Nanqiao's dilated pupils suddenly contracted.
Countless broken and chaotic images appeared in her mind like a flood bursting through a dam.
Shen Nanqiao saw his past life...
In that bleak autumn, she stepped into the towering palace gate with a heart full of longing.
With her carefully applied makeup and brand new palace attire, she thought she would be the most dazzling new noble in the palace.
But the reality is very cold...
The emperor's gaze never lingered on her.
She was like a flower forgotten in a corner, silently withering and dying amidst the strict palace rules and the long wait...
The memory finally freezes in the cold corner of the cold palace.
She curled up in the cold quilt, her heart-wrenching cough draining away the last bit of her life...
Her lungs felt as if they were being torn apart, and the surroundings were deathly silent. There was not even anyone to see her off to the end.
Where was Shen Zhinian at that time?
The half-sister whom she once disdained was now dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting on a high seat with a calm look in her eyes, and step by step she became the youngest first-rank lady in the Great Zhou!
And she, transformed into a cold "death" in the palace concubines' register, became a lonely soul unknown to anyone...
In this life, she tried her best to escape the trajectory of her previous life, thinking that by marrying into the Lu family, she could avoid the fate of a tragic death in the deep palace.
She used every possible means to try to gain a foothold in the Lu family and surpass Shen Zhinian!
Later, she met Xiu Lang.
She gave everything for him, even...she sacrificed her unborn child!
But the result?
That devil named Liu Shixiu has been using her from the beginning to the end!
Taking advantage of her stupidity and her infatuation, he used her as a knife to stab Shen Zhinian!
And she, after finally losing her usefulness, was ruthlessly abandoned and sent to the guillotine...
why? !
Why? !
Two lifetimes!!!
Two lifetimes!!!
She tried her best to choose and fight!
In the previous life, she entered the palace to compete for favor, and in this life, she married into the Lu family.
Why did she always end up like this no matter which path she took or which man she married?!
Died from coughing up blood in the deep palace, or now his head and body are separated and he is cursed by everyone!
She was completely ruined! She had nothing!
Even death is so dirty and humiliating...
And Shen Zhinian...
In her past life and this life, she regarded her as an opponent, a woman who must be surpassed!
Why, why can Shen Zhinian remain invincible forever?!
Why was it so easy for him to gain the emperor's favor, the highest honor, and the respect and praise of the people of the world?!
Even her death became a stepping stone for Shen Zhinian to kill his relatives for the sake of justice and to purge traitors with an iron fist?!
Before completely losing consciousness, Shen Nanqiao had only one thought in his mind -
She is really unwilling!!!
Shen Nanqiao's head rolled onto the cold execution platform, his eyes suddenly widened, filled with extreme resentment!
"Good kill!"
"This vicious woman deserves to die!"
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine Chen is wise! Your Majesty is wise!"
"..."
Deafening cheers rose into the sky like a tsunami.
The unwillingness and resentment of Shen Nanqiao's struggles in two lives, along with her head, were completely trampled into the dirty blood mud, leaving no trace.
the other side.
Duke Dingguo Liu Chongshan, who once held great power in the court, was now stripped of all his finery and dignity, wearing only a tattered single garment that had long been soaked with sweat, blood, and filth.
He was tied in a "spread" position on a wooden frame soaked in dark red blood. His withered body trembled uncontrollably in the winter chill.
Liu Chongshan's hands and feet, which once controlled life and death, were now tightly bound by rough ropes, leaving deep blood marks on his wrists that were visible to the bone.
His gray hair was stuck to his wrinkled face by cold sweat and blood.
In the deep eye sockets, the turbid eyeballs stared at the gray sky, with overwhelming resentment and unwillingness surging in them!
There is also a trace of fear caused by the long-lasting pain.
The execution platform was surrounded by a dense crowd of people, their faces filled with excitement and enthusiasm.
"what--!!!"
"Uhhh-!!!"
As the executioner's knife fell, Liu Chongshan's screams became more shrill and more broken.
His voice pierced the cold wind, carrying the most primitive pain...
Every piece of flesh and skin, still warm from body temperature, carefully removed with a thin blade, was thrown into the wooden barrel nearby.
Liu Chongshan's body convulsed violently, and he let out an even more shrill wail...
"Three hundred and seventeen knives."
The executioner's cold voice counting, like a death spell, echoed clearly over the execution ground.