Wearing a book, hooking him up

The secret room is located on the basement floor of the west side hall of Kunning Palace.

The passage leading to the secret room was dark and damp. The oil lamps on the wall emitted a weak and dim light, making the shadows in the passage even darker.

The air was filled with a stale and decayed smell, mixed with a hint of oppressive dullness.

Su Jingyao walked through the passage towards the secret room.

The door of the secret room was closed tightly, and it looked heavy and cold.

Xilu walked up quickly, took out the key from his waist skillfully, and opened the old lock.

The door slowly opened and a pungent smell hit me in the face.

As soon as she entered, Su Jingyao's eyes fell directly on Ling Yue.

She was tied tightly to a wooden cross, her hands spread out, and her wrists were locked tightly with heavy chains, leaving deep red marks.

Her body was covered in blood, and her clothes were so tattered that their original color could no longer be seen.

There were traces of dried blood at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were closed, and his hair was messy and stuck to his face.

I don’t know if he fainted or simply closed his eyes to escape the cruel reality.

After Xilu came in, he picked up the basin of cold water that had been prepared beside him without hesitation and poured it on Ling Yue's face.

Ling Yue was instantly awakened by the sudden stimulation. She opened her eyes abruptly, and because of the impact of the water droplets, her vision was blurred for a moment.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Ling Yue pulled up a sad smile, his voice was hoarse and weak.

"I came here today to give you a gift."

Su Jingyao's voice was nonchalant, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

"What's more, you are just a defeated general. Haven't I seen enough of your jokes?" Her eyes were cold and calm.

Then Miaoxia came with a tray in her hand, on which was an exquisite square box, which was covered tightly with a red cloth.

Miaoxia walked in front of Ling Yue, and Xilu reached out to lift the red cloth.

Ling Yue's eyes widened instantly, almost bulging out, from disbelief to extreme horror.

"Ah—take it, take it!"

She twisted her body wildly, trying to avoid the scene before her.

Ling Yue's face turned to one side, as if she couldn't accept what she saw at all.

"Su Jingyao, you are so cruel and vicious, ah——"

Ling Yue kept cursing until she was hoarse, and the tears in her eyes kept flowing like a flood.

"Don't I understand you? You've been away from General Ling for several years. As a daughter, since I can't be filial to him, I can express my filial piety after I die."

After saying that, Su Jingyao slightly raised her slender jade hand and gestured gently, elegantly but with an unquestionable aura.

Xilu quickly covered the area tightly with the red cloth again with quick and decisive movements.

Miaoxia also quickly and respectfully retreated behind Su Jingyao and stood with her head bowed.

Ling Yue then turned her face around, her eyes were bloodshot.

The hateful gaze stared at Su Jingyao like a sharp sword, as if to pierce her.

"Su Jingyao, my father fought bravely all his life and was loyal to his country. You are such a beast in human form that you actually killed him!"

Ling Yue's voice was almost a roar, and her face was distorted with anger.

Su Jingyao looked at her innocently, her eyes clear but cold.

"I killed your father? Ling Yue, didn't you kill your father? Do you want me to help you remember?"

The corners of her mouth rose slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Then the Japanese princess asked you in person whether you would tell the truth about who was helping you behind the scenes. It was you who personally rejected me."

Su Jingyao took a small step forward, her eyes fixed on Ling Yue.

"Why, you didn't save your own father for your own selfish desires. Do you still think that I am kind and will let go of the father of my enemy who almost killed me?"

Her voice rose a few notches, her tone becoming more stern.

"What if your father, in order to avenge you, harms my child again in the future? Who can say for sure?"

"After all, I wonder if you, as a father, are truly loyal to me, since you have raised such a stupid and vicious daughter."

Su Jingyao's eyes were cold and without any mercy.

She would not put a filter on every soldier, let alone soldiers in ancient times, who could not be promoted without some scheming.

In her heart, she has always firmly believed that being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.

"Su Jingyao, my father is innocent, come to me if you want to!"

Ling Yue yelled hysterically, the veins on his neck bulging.

"Innocent, the prince in my belly is innocent. Have you ever considered letting my children go?"

Su Jingyao smiled sarcastically, her eyes full of disdain.

Ling Yue bit her lips so hard that her teeth almost broke them. For a moment, she didn't know how to refute. She just gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently.

Afterwards, Ling Yue became like a deflated ball, and her whole body went limp.

It was as if all the strength had been drained away, and all the energy and spirit disappeared without a trace.

"Queen, have you completely given up pretending now?"

"Aren't you simple? Aren't you kind?"

"Your Majesty, can you accept this?"

She asked three questions in a row, her voice weak but filled with resentment and resentment.

"Your Majesty loves you, but that's just another person you pretend to be. Sooner or later, he will discover your true face. By then, will you be more miserable than me?"

Ling Yue raised his head, his eyes were empty and lifeless, with a hint of almost crazy expectation in them.

"Time will tell you the answer, Ling Yue, I will keep you alive."

Su Jingyao's expression was indifferent, and her tone was calm without a trace of emotion.

Ling Yue's eyes were blank, is he still alive?

But she wanted to die now. Living was too painful for her...

There was a flash of determination in her eyes.

Ling Yue suddenly clenched her teeth and tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide.

Xilu, who was standing by, was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed forward and immediately stuffed a piece of white cloth into Ling Yue's mouth.

Su Jingyao slowly walked in front of Ling Yue. She stretched out a pair of slender but powerful hands and pinched Ling Yue's cheeks hard.

"I always keep my word. Since you made your choice, I will keep my word."

"For the rest of your life, you will pray for my princess and prince to be frightened in my belly. You cannot die unless I let you die."

After saying that, Su Jingyao exerted force on her hands suddenly, and Ling Yue's face tilted to one side. Her head was forced to tilt to one side, and the white cloth in her mouth fell off, revealing a painful expression on her face.

Su Jingyao turned around and was about to go back.

However, her body froze in an instant.

Ling Yue behind him laughed wildly.

"Aze, this is your simple and kind queen, hahaha."

The laughter echoed in the secret room, carrying endless mockery.

Jun Zechen stood at the door, his face as cold as ice, watching everything happening before his eyes without any expression.

His eyes were deep and cold, making it difficult to read his emotions.

Su Jingyao looked at him, and the moment she turned around, she was indeed startled by Jun Zechen's appearance, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.

But soon, she calmed down and regained her composure.

"Why is your majesty here?" she asked calmly.

Jun Zechen remained silent, his lips tightly closed, his eyes fixed on Su Jingyao, as if he wanted to see through her.

At this moment, he felt mixed emotions and didn't know how to start.

The crime committed by Ling Yue was a heinous crime punishable by extermination of all nine generations of his clan. Considering General Ling's loyalty, Jun Zechen sent an imperial edict to the frontier.

He told General Ling about the crime Ling Yue had committed and planned to have General Ling commit suicide to preserve his dignity.

However, the people sent by Jun Zechen discovered that General Ling's body and head were separated, and his head was missing.

Today, Anshun came to report that General Ling's head was brought into Kunning Palace.

Jun Zechen didn't believe it at first, so he hurried to Kunning Palace, but she was not there.

In order to protect her, Jun Zechen had always had people in both Kunning Palace and the former Zhaochun Palace, so Jun Zechen reached the secret room unhindered.

Under Jun Zechen's gaze, which was as cold as an ice knife, the palace servants in the secret room were silent and no one dared to make a sound.

So Jun Zechen listened to almost the entire process.

Seeing that he remained silent, Su Jingyao couldn't help but sigh helplessly in her heart. The sigh seemed to come from the depths of her soul, carrying with it a deep sense of fatigue.

"Your Majesty, my hands are dirty."

Su Jingyao raised her right hand, but there was no fear in her eyes, as if she didn't care about Jun Zechen's opinion at all.

The hand that had just pinched Ling Yue's face was stained with blood.

In the dim candlelight, the bloodstains looked particularly glaring, like strange flowers blooming in the darkness.

Jun Zechen looked at her as if nothing had happened, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

He always knew that she was calculating and scheming.

But I never thought that she could smile so calmly in such a situation.

Even without his knowledge, she sent people to kill General Ling and brought back his head.

Anshun had been following His Majesty. After arriving at the secret room and hearing what the Queen said, he did not think that the Queen had done anything wrong.

But he also knew that the Queen had always shown an image of generosity and kindness in front of His Majesty. How could His Majesty easily accept it when His Majesty suddenly discovered that she was actually a "man-eating plant"?

Anshun sighed inwardly, his body shaking uncontrollably.

The two masters should stop having a cold war. His old bones simply cannot stand such torture.

Jun Zechen looked into her innocent eyes.

Subconsciously, he said, "Anshun, fetch some water."

Jun Zechen's voice even had a barely perceptible tremor.

Anshun was also stunned for a moment because of His Majesty's reaction. His Majesty is not angry?

Then he immediately responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

But when Su Jingyao heard that he was going to get her some water, the smile on her face instantly widened.

Like a poppy flower blooming wildly, gorgeous but deadly.

She walked up to Jun Zechen, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and put her face on his chest without hesitation.

The bloody right hand rubbed Jun Zechen's back without any scruples.

When Anshun saw the queen's bold move, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Is the Queen wiping her hands with her dragon robe?

Jun Zechen was stunned for a moment, then he put his hand tightly around her waist, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice with suppressed anger: "How dare you."

However, Su Jingyao looked up at him, her eyes not showing any sign of retreat, but rather full of provocation.