Chapter 522： Real princess (1/2)

”Of course, think of him as the first emperor to perform his filial piety for more than ten years, and save his life, but the death penalty is unavoidable, and the living sin is inevitable. If he is not registered as a slave, he will be sent to the official slave house and immediately assigned! , Secretly exchange the blood of the royal family, and even more suspected of murdering the royal family, will be sentenced to Ling Chi for execution tomorrow without a door, please!”

As soon as Yong Jiayi said these words, the fate of Qingyang and Grandma Li had already been determined.

Qingyang was beaten to the end. From a princess of a country, she became a slave of slave status. In the days after that, she would not be assigned to whom, but as long as it was a family of officials or someone who knew her life, she would live her life. , There is no good hope.

At this moment, Mother Li can no longer care about any daughters and princesses. Ling Chi’s execution is one of the most painful punishments, not to mention that people after the death penalty cannot be buried in the ground for safety. Mother Li was so frightened that she immediately wetted the skirt, but at this moment, whether it was her or Qingyang, Yong Jiayi would not listen to anything else.

Knowing his end, Qingyang immediately cursed and cursed Yong Jiayi and Qin Wansha angrily: ”Yong Jiayi! You wolf-hearted beast! You must not die! You and her will never be together-uh!!! uh uh! !”

How could the guards who received the order allow Qingyang to say these things to anger the emperor, and each one stepped forward to stop Qingyang from being gagged. The strength of his men was very heavy, and they didn’t even care that Qingyang was a woman, and Qingyang was in pain instantly Cold sweat broke out and her face turned pale, but this time, Mother Li couldn't come over to protect her.

Mother Li was also restrained by several guards. She was directly **** and gagged and dragged to the death row. No matter she kicked her legs and struggled, she would be the one who was going to die tomorrow. It doesn't matter if she is injured and crippled today.

Yong Jiayi didn't want Qin Wansha to watch what happened later, so he simply pulled Qin Wansha and walked outside.

Qin Wansha listened to the movement behind her, but calmly held Yong Jiayi's hand and stepped into the snow.

The two of them were speechless all the way to Jinglan Palace where Qin Wansha was temporarily staying. After entering the palace, the maids who were waiting in Jinglan Palace immediately sent hot water and asked Qin Wansha and Yong Jiayi to wipe their hands and bodies to warm their bodies.

When the two changed their clothes and sat on the opposite side again, Yong Jiayi took Qin Wansha's hand again and asked in a low voice, ”Is it scary?”

Qin Wansha shook her head: ”Your Majesty's sentence is very appropriate. It is all they should be. There is nothing to be afraid or not afraid of.”

”Oh?” Yong Jiayi smiled, ”When you just passed, you still wanted to intercede for them.”

Qin Wansha raised her eyes and looked at Yong Jiayi with a serious face and said: ”When I saw my father and Qingyang wanted to hurt you, I no longer felt that mood.”

Yong Jiayi's heart quivered because of Qin Wansha's words that couldn't be more serious. His mouth was as sweet as honey, and a silly smile appeared on his face: ”You care about me.”

Qin Wansha's small face flushed slightly with Yong Jiayi's smile, and she smiled at Yong Jiayi's ”green” in her heart, but she muttered two families on her face, and said in a puff: ”Your majesty is for me. made.”

”The grace of dripping water, when the spring is reported, you are just a small stream. Wouldn't it be that you wanted to use these two sentences to send me away?” Yong Jiayi said jokingly.

However, in fact, Yong Jiayi was not prepared to force Qin Wansha to say something sweet or answer his words immediately. He knew very well that from today onwards, in this palace, it will be the home of the two of them. As for the future, he has time. I could hear what he wanted to hear from the ruddy little mouth in front of me.

Who knows, in the next second, Yong Jiayi almost bounced with joy.

I saw Qin Wansha suddenly lowered her head to make a shy look, and then a soft word came out in a low voice: ”The book says that the little girl has no retribution, so she can only promise her...”