Xiahou Qing, the Crown Prince of the Nanping Mansion, suddenly suffered from Soul Detachment after entering the palace. He became delirious and became a bloodthirsty demon. In one night, he killed 87 people in the Weiyang Palace. The youngest among them was less than 12 years old. She was a little palace maid who had just entered the palace.
Blood flowed in the Weiyang Palace. His Majesty and the Empress immediately sent palace guards to capture him after receiving the news. However, they were still a step too late. Xiahou Qing broke into the Floating Jade Palace, which was closest to the Weiyang Palace, and cut off Concubine Qi's head with a sword!
For a moment, the entire city was in a storm.
"Oh my God, even Imperial Concubine Qi was killed? That's not an act, he's really crazy! What about now? Where is he now? Where is His Majesty? "
"I heard that His Majesty was very angry and wanted to sentence him to death on the spot to relieve his monstrous hatred. However, Xiahou Qing is the only heir of the Nanping Mansion, and the Nanping Mansion is located in the Yunyan Province, which is a barrier that protects the country. If he directly killed Xiahou Qing, it would cause turmoil in the Yunyan Province. Nanping Mansion's treason is a disaster that no one can bear! "
"Then he killed so many people. Is he just going to let it go? Where is the justice! Where is the justice! "
"It's not that he's going to let it go. It's just that this matter is really troublesome. His Majesty also has a headache. He can only order to put him under house arrest in the Fanyin Pavilion and not take a step out at any time. When Nanping Mansion enters the capital, he will be judged in public. The pitiful Fourth Prince cried until his eyes bled when he heard that his birth mother had been cruelly killed. He knelt at the palace gate for a day and a night, begging His Majesty to cut off Xiahou Qing's head to comfort Concubine Qi's soul in heaven. However, His Majesty did not respond at all. The next morning, the Fourth Prince was disheartened and left the palace. "
Everyone sighed.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd hissed and shrank his head. "Don't you think it's familiar?"
"What familiar? Zhao Ba, what are you trying to play dumb for? If you have something to fart, just say it. "
The man shook his head and said mysteriously, "Haven't you heard of that? Legend has it that twenty-five years ago, the late Crown Prince, Xiao Minglou, was the legitimate son of Empress Dowager Xiao Huiren. He was supposed to inherit the throne, but he suddenly went crazy and killed many people, almost including the late Emperor. In the end, he was killed by Empress Zhou! "
"Aiyo, aiyo, this is too much of a coincidence. Could it be a new cycle? For a person like Xiahou Qing to be reduced to such a state, what a pity, what a pity. "
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Just as everyone in the capital was feeling threatened, three thousand Yongchengwei armed with heavy weapons surrounded Xiahou Qing's Sanskrit Pavilion. Xiao Yunyi was personally leading the troops, and there were countless soldiers hidden around. Anyone who dared to approach would be killed without mercy. Jiu Si and the others were also imprisoned separately, and no one was spared.
Inside the Sanskrit Pavilion, it was as dark as an abyss, not letting in a single ray of light. Xiahou Qing lay on the soft couch by the south window as if he was dead, motionless. His jade-colored face was shrouded in the gloom, like the last piece of thin ice on the surface of a lake in spring, shattering with a light touch.
"I killed her."
Amidst the Chaos, a divine Buddha stood astounding the heavens. Its massive shadow blotted out the sky and swallowed Xiahou Qing entirely.
In the shadow, he said, "I killed her."
If the Buddha was not merciful, no one could save him.
"You were originally a god from the heavens, and you were ordered to go down to the mortal world to save Da Yue. You did not use up all your energy, but you let yourself fall, trapped by the fetters of the mortal world. You failed on the verge of success, so you were punished by the heavens. I didn't expect you to not repent after hundreds of years, and dare to violate the rules of heaven again, tamper with the cycle of reincarnation, and completely overturn the order of the mortal world. You are really stubborn! If you can repent in time, I can still plead for mercy on your behalf on account of your past merits. If not, your bones will be set ablaze, your soul will be destroyed, and you will never be able to reincarnate. Think carefully! "
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