On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The 26th day of the first month of the second year of Shenghui.

After a night of fighting and purges, Tieshan City ushered in a gloomy dawn.

The smoke had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, burnt food, and ice and snow.

The people in the city were carefully led out from their hiding places by the Daqian soldiers. They were ragged, pale and thin, and their eyes were filled with fear and numbness of surviving the disaster, as well as a faint light that gradually ignited after seeing the rampant Goguryeo soldiers turned into corpses on the ground.

The former Tieshan City Garrison Office has now become Murong Yan's residence.

The gate of the government office was wide open, and the square in front of the gate, which was once used by the Goguryeo people for "celebration", was now shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Teams of Daqian Imperial Guards in black armor stood with spears in hand, surrounding the square.

Countless surviving people of Tieshan City were led to gather around the square. They were worried, not knowing how the legendary empress would deal with the city and their fate.

In the lobby of the government office, candles were brightly lit, but they could not dispel the chill that came from power and hatred.

Murong Yan did not sit in the main seat, but stood in the hall with her back to the door, staring at a huge map of Liaodong hanging on the wall.

She was still wearing the black and gold Su brocade cotton nightgown with the pattern of "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" - the dress in which the divine phoenix descended to the world.

The five-meter-long tail of the Su Jin silk was not trimmed at all. It just meandered and even dragged cruelly on the cold and slightly stained bluestone floor of the government hall.

The dark gold brocade, the solemn environment, and the faint sobbing of the people coming from outside the door formed a heart-wrenching contrast.

Above the nightgown, the towering phoenix in the dim hall seemed to have withdrawn all its brilliance, leaving only a cold, arrogant and murderous look.

The black jade ring on her left thumb shone with a cold luster under the flickering candlelight.

The softness of the cotton and the style of the nightgown, at this moment, not only did not weaken her majesty, but instead added a kind of chilling control that placed her extreme personal habits above all circumstances.

Lin Zhen was dressed in military uniform, standing by the door with a sword in hand, his face stern, his eyes sweeping outside the hall to make sure everything was safe.

His existence is like Murong Yan's most solid shadow and barrier.

"Bring the rebel chief Jin Wucheng." Murong Yan did not turn around. Her voice sounded calmly, but it was like ice beads falling on a jade plate, knocking on everyone's heart.

Two burly imperial guards dragged in Jin Wucheng, who was tied up like a dumpling, covered in blood and in a miserable state, and threw him heavily into the hall.

This powerful Goguryeo general, who was still dominating and speaking nonsense in the city a day ago, now looked as pale as death, with fear and despair in his eyes.

He struggled to raise his head, and when he saw the dark golden figure standing in the hall, his body began to tremble violently involuntarily.

In his eyes, the nightgown was no longer a gorgeous dress, but a robe of death!

Murong Yan slowly turned around.

There was no expression on her face, neither the pride of a winner nor the anger facing the enemy, only a bottomless coldness.

Her gaze was like two ice spikes, piercing Jin Wucheng on the ground.

"Jin Wucheng," she said, her voice low but loaded with weight. "Tell me everything you did in Tieshan City, and tell me all about it, and also tell the people outside the gates who were harmed by you."

Jin Wucheng's teeth chattered as he tried to argue, "Your Majesty, I am just..."

"Speak!" Murong Yan interrupted him suddenly, her voice suddenly becoming harsh!

At the same time, she took a step forward!

The dark golden tail that stretched on the ground rubbed against the ground with her movements, making a rustling sound. In this silent hall, it was like the beat of a death drum!

Jin Wucheng was so frightened that he could no longer resist. With tears streaming down his face, he confessed his crimes of letting his soldiers massacre the city, looting and raping, and insulting Murong Yan and the divine phoenix dress at the celebration banquet.

His confession was exactly the same as the "Night Owl" report, and was even more detailed and more ugly!

Outside the hall, one could faintly hear the suppressed cries and angry commotions of the people.

Murong Yan listened quietly, the frost on her face growing thicker.

When Jin Wucheng talked about how to desecrate her, her left hand, which was wearing the black jade ring, clenched slightly.

After finishing his confession, Jin Wucheng collapsed to the ground like mud.

Murong Yan was silent for a moment. Then, she raised her head, her eyes seeming to penetrate the roof and look at the sky outside.

Her voice regained its frightening calmness: "Liaodong, my Liaodong, how can my people be trampled upon by you barbarians like this!"

She lowered her head and looked at Jin Wucheng, and a trace of undisguised, cruel murderous intent finally flashed in her eyes.

"Drag him out, make him kneel at the gate of the government office, and kowtow and apologize to all the people of Tieshan City who died unjustly and were humiliated." She ordered word by word, "Until they feel enough!"

The imperial guards immediately dragged the limp Jin Wucheng out of the hall like wolves and tigers, threw him on the steps in front of the government office, and forced him to kneel down in front of the gathered people.

At first, the people just watched in fear, but as the first person threw a stone and the first old woman who lost her loved ones let out a heart-wrenching cry, the pent-up hatred erupted like a volcano!

Rotten leaves, dirt, stones, and even people rushed forward to tear and spit at each other!

Amid the anger of the people, Jin Wucheng's head was bleeding and his screams were endless.

Murong Yan stood at the threshold of the government office, staring coldly at everything outside.

The cold wind blew her cloak and hair, but she did not move.

That dark golden figure became the background of this bloody trial.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise outside the door gradually subsided, leaving only Jin Wucheng's faint moan.

After being vented, the people's anger turned into numbness and deeper grief.

Murong Yan then slowly spoke, her voice clearly echoing throughout the square: "The people's grievances must be washed away with blood. I will give you an explanation today!"

She turned around and told Lin Zhen behind her and the military judge standing beside her the horrifying verdict:

"The rebellious chieftain Jin Wucheng has committed heinous crimes. Crucifixion alone is insufficient to satiate my wrath. I hereby order the execution of him as a human pig. His tongue will be cut out, his eyes will be gouged out, and he will be deafened and deafened. His limbs will be severed and he will be placed in a jar and hung at the north gate for public display. I will make him wish he were dead, but unable to live, and watch with his own eyes how my Great Qian army crushes Goguryeo, as a warning to others!"

As soon as the word "human pig" came out, the whole square fell silent!

Even Lin Zhen's pupils shrank slightly!

This is an ancient torture, extremely cruel!

But looking at Murong Yan's cold and resolute eyes, no one dared to question it.

"Yes, sir!" The military judge responded sternly and immediately stepped forward with the executioner.

Murong Yan no longer looked at the bloody scene that was about to happen outside the door.

She turned and walked into the hall.

The moment she turned around——

The action was filled with determination and coldness after the trial was completed!

The five-meter-long dark-gold tail that was lying on the ground and stained with the dust in the hall was suddenly lifted up by this rapid turn!

Like a hell phoenix flapping its wings of death, it swept across the cold stone slabs with a swish!

As the tail suddenly floated up, the densely woven gold thread inside was revealed, and in the dim hall, it seemed as if the ghost fire of the underworld was burning in the "golden lining"!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun suddenly flashed with a strange and dazzling golden light. The golden light no longer symbolized auspiciousness, but was filled with the murderous spirit of revenge and the cruelty of absolute power!

This glimpse was like a gaze from the abyss, declaring the determination to fight to the death with all enemies!

The hem of her skirt fell, blocking out the strange golden light and the torture that was about to begin outside the door.

Murong Yan walked into the depths of the hall, shutting out the screams and cries of the people outside the door.

She walked to the map, stretched out her finger, and pointed at the location of Pyongyang, the capital of Goguryeo. The black jade ring on her fingertip was cold and steady.

Lin Zhen followed in silently and stood behind her.

He could hear the faint inhuman howls of Jin Wucheng coming from outside the door, and he could also feel the surging murderous intent and pleasure of revenge beneath the seemingly calm appearance of the person in front of him.

"Husband," Murong Yan said softly without turning around, her voice carrying a hint of fatigue but a deeper coldness, "Order the three armies to rest for a day. The day after tomorrow, we will march to the Yalu River. I will demand that Goguryeo pay for their blood debt with blood."

"Yes." Lin Zhen replied in a deep voice.