After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Qin Junyu and Nian Susu, who were wearing plain clothes and protected by secret guards in the middle, could not avoid being bumped into, and their steps swayed left and right.

The two of them were sitting at the very front, and if they squeezed any further they would be right in front of the supervising officer.

Qin Junyu hugged Nian Susu in his arms, fearing that he would be hurt.

"Quiet!" The supervising officer was a serious man with a stern look on his face. He was about forty years old and looked furious at everyone. As soon as he spoke in his sincere and domineering voice, the whole audience was shocked and stared at him in fear and trepidation. No one dared to push or make noise anymore.

The supervising officer took control of the situation and read out the late emperor's last will in front of everyone.

This was the second time Qin Zehai heard it. The first time was in the dungeon of the Execution Department. He never imagined that the emperor had already discovered the secret between him and the queen, and also knew that Qin Fengtian was actually his son.

In addition to being shocked, she was also confused. How did the emperor know this? He did it perfectly. Every time he interacted with the queen, he was very careful and discreet. Could it be that the emperor had already suspected her?

Qin Zehai thought about it, but couldn't come to a conclusion.

After the edict was read, the supervising officer threw the order and Qin Zehai was immediately taken to the big pot.

The crackling of burning firewood, the bubbling hot water, and the deafening cheers of the people made Qin Zehai dizzy and felt unprecedented fear.

"The punishment of mincing into pieces... is it boiling people to death in water?" Nian Susu asked hesitantly. Her voice was trembling because she thought it was too cruel.

She didn't understand Liuli's laws, but she knew that in ancient times there were many kinds of torture that could scare people to death.

It's hard not to be scared looking at that big pot.

Qin Junyu seemed to sense her fear, and he put his long arms around her, tightening the hand that was holding her arm. "The punishment of mincing is to chop a person into meat paste. Considering that the scene is too bloody, the person will be boiled first and then chopped."

Just listening to his description, Nian Susu felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"It's better to cook it first and then chop it than to chop it alive."

Otherwise, if your hands and feet are chopped off, not to mention the degree of pain, watching part of your body being chopped into paste is more likely to cause physical fear and nausea.

"If you're scared, should we go back now?" Qin Junyu asked.

When Nian Susu asked her to come with him to watch the execution, he refused without a second thought because he was worried that she would be scared or have other adverse reactions, but she insisted on coming, so he had to agree.

She shook her head. "Since I'm here, I should at least finish watching it."

She looked up and gave him a look, "Don't worry, I can still hold on."

The battle hasn't even started yet, how could she be afraid before the battle even begins?

The one who was afraid before the battle was Qin Zehai.

The Lin Guards tied his arms and legs tightly with ropes, and then tied his hands and legs together behind his back, which largely prevented him from struggling in the pot and causing accidents.

Qin Zehai's face turned pale, his heart beat faster, and suddenly he felt a hot current under his body - he was scared to death.

The crotch of the prison uniform was stained yellow.

The people burst into laughter. Qin Zehai looked ugly. He lost such a big person before he died. His neck and ears turned red immediately.

The guards didn't care about anything and carried the shaking Qin Zehai to the big pot, then threw him into the pot.

A large amount of water instantly spilled out and poured onto the fire below, making a sizzling sound. However, the fire did not diminish at all. Instead, it burned more and more vigorously when the wind blew.

After being boiled for so long, the water had become scalding hot, and Qin Zehai was scalded to the point of howling like a ghost and screaming in agony.

Nian Susu couldn't bear to watch it several times, not because he felt sorry for Qin Zehai, but because he was simply feeling uncomfortable psychologically.

"Are you leaving?" Qin Junyu asked again.

She still shook her head and said the same thing: I'm here now.

Qin Zehai was tied up and had almost no room to move. No matter how painfully he struggled, he only churned a few times in the pot, and a lot of water spilled out.

The executioner did not order people to add water for fear that he would drown. The most painful thing was to be scalded alive.

Many of the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore and ran away, while a group of people covered their mouths and tried hard to hold back the urge to vomit.

Qin Zehai struggled for about five or six minutes, and soon stopped moving. The water was boiling with a gurgling sound. Nian Susu lowered his eyes, and a smell of meat wafted in the air.

She couldn't hold it in and started retching, holding her chest.

"Lingling!" Qin Junyu's face changed drastically, and he winked at the secret guards around him, "Return to the palace!"

Nian Susu raised his hand to stop her, "I can still vomit - I can vomit again -"

Qin Zehai was helpless, "You are still holding on even though it's like this? This is not a scene worth appreciating, so it's better not to watch it!"

After thinking about it, he was inexplicably furious. "This Qin Zehai! He can't even rest in peace after death, and he still disgusts people!"

Nian Susu laughed when he heard this despite being in a state of discomfort: "You really are... you still want to take the blame even though he's dead."

Qin Junyu insisted on letting the secret guards send her back to the palace. Nian Susu ordered him to stay and watch the whole process and describe the situation to her again when he returned to the palace.

She was disgusted and curious. Unable to bear the sight of boiling a human being, let alone chopping meat into paste, Nian Susu gave in and returned to the palace.

When Qin Zehai died in the pot, most of the people had left. After all, they had only seen beheadings before, and no matter how scared they were, it would all happen in a blink of an eye. Where had they ever seen a frog being boiled in warm water and slowly tormenting someone?

The elderly and children left first, followed by the women. Many men stayed behind to watch the execution.

After a person is cooked, the flesh turns white, and some parts are light yellow. Because most of the water and protein are lost, the volume is reduced, and Qin Zehai shrinks into a ball.

The Guards of Hulin probably had never seen such a shocking scene. They rushed forward to pull the people out. Two or three of them vomited on the spot. Only the supervising officer remained calm and ordered the executioner to prepare the knife and start chopping human flesh.

The executioner, who had been chopping heads all his life, was mincing meat for the first time.

Although there was no expression on Qin Junyu's face, his brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and he looked disgusted and a little nauseous.

The eldest brother standing next to him almost vomited his intestines, but still insisted on not leaving.

Qin Junyu's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. He looked down and saw that his elder brother was drooping with his head almost buried in the ground. He raised his head with difficulty and asked in disbelief: "Brother, why don't you react at all! I have been making meat sauce for 25 years, and I feel shocked. Ugh - don't you feel disgusted -"

Before he could finish his words, he held his stomach and retched, unable to vomit anything, his hand still clutching Qin Junyu's arm.

Qin Junyu calmly pulled his hand away and stepped back a few steps, his disdain obvious to him.

Brother Roujiang didn't notice because he was in so much pain that he couldn't even straighten his back.

Qin Zehai was put on the chopping board. The executioner cut him in the waist with a knife. The rope broke apart and broke into two pieces in an instant. Then two more cuts were made. The man was cut into four pieces and was distributed in front of four executioners.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Ugh——" The executioner couldn't help it.