Chapter 1: The Feng family destroyed the family

In the 14th year of Tianze in the Southern Chu Dynasty, in the cold winter, dripping water turned into ice.

The wind was whistling, and deep in the dark dungeon, there were whipping sounds, accompanied by the woman's painful screams, making people feel creepy.

Looking at the various torture instruments piled up in each cell, covered with bright red blood, and some even occupied human flesh and blood. Over the years, they had already covered their original colors, which was very terrifying.

The woman tied to the pillar had her hair loose, and her body had been covered in blood and had even been marked with a branding iron, which looked shocking, but it was still not over.

"Ah!" A basin of salt water came over, and the woman screamed. The pain made her tremble all over, but it could not stop the resentment and indomitableness in her eyes.

The man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe standing in front of her said coldly: "Feng Yinshuang, just recognize him and confess his guilt immediately. You can suffer less."

Feng Yinshuang's former glory was gone, but even though she was so embarrassed, she still couldn't hide her pride: "I am not guilty and will never suffer an unjust injustice."

A delicate woman next to her immediately wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me. Poor our prince, who died before he was born in three months. How can I face the emperor and the royal ancestors?"

Su Manrou was her former good sister. She trusted her in every way. Can she become a concubine or her Feng Yinshuang promote her? But now she knows what it means to attract a wolf into the house.

Thinking of all the past, Feng Yin and Frost were shivering. How could human hearts reach such a terrible level?

Nan Yutian quickly comforted: "Don't worry, Rou'er, I will definitely seek justice for you, tear this bastard to pieces, come and continue to be executed!"

Su Manrou leaned against Nan Yutian's arms with an extremely sad look, but when she looked at Feng Yinshuang behind her back, her eyes were full of resentment and viciousness, and a hint of gloating.

At the emperor's order, Feng Yinshuang was rescued from the pillar, and then she pressed her hand on the chopping board, and in front of her, a machete was standing horizontally.

"I will give you another last chance, ten fingers are connected to the heart. You won't want to taste the taste of being cut off by ten fingers alive."

Seeing the situation in front of him, Feng Yinshuang's face turned pale, but she still shook her head firmly: "No, I will never admit anything I have never done before."

"It's really a punishment for not eating toast, and the execution will be carried out."

"Ah!" This time the scream was obviously more tragic than before. Ten bloody broken fingers were lying on the chopping board, Feng Yinshuang was lying on the ground and her body was trembling with pain. She was simply worse than death now.

The man she once loved deeply, but coldly sentenced her to death: "You are the queen for five years and have nothing to do, and your crime is one; you are jealous of the emperor's heir in the belly of Concubine Su, and your crime is two; you are brave enough to poison the queen mother, and your crime is three. Feng Yinshuang, you are so cruel and ruthless that you violate the power of heaven, and you should be punished by the nine clans."

No, she didn't!

At this point, how could she not understand that all this was a conspiracy between him and Su Manrou, but she was unwilling to die just like this. Her grandfather was a veteran of three dynasties, had a high reputation among all officials, and had a gangster in the court and the country. When Nan Yutian was able to succeed to the throne was supported by the Feng family, he actually dared to treat her like this!

Feng Yinshuang was dead, but her eyes were still wide open, full of resentment and resentment.
Chapter completed!