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Chapter 1099 ? Nan Yan's Death

The night is getting darker and thicker.

The wet nurse came over with the little prince and said worriedly: "Empress, your highness is crying so hard that I can't coax you well. What do you think..."

A child who is only two and a half years old seems to know that the storm is coming and crying into tears.

Nan Yan glanced at him lightly.

She pinched Gu Shanhe's cheek and said in a cold tone: "If things are done, you will sit in that position. If you cry like this, how can you shock the officials in the future?"

The child couldn't understand it, and was so hurt by her face that she couldn't help crying even more miserably.

Nan Yan was immediately tired: "Take it to the side palace."

The wet nurse was surprised: "But your highness crying like this..."

Nan Yan was impatient: "Get out."

It’s not the flesh that fell out of her belly, what can she feel sorry for?

The wet nurse had to hold the child down tremblingly.

Nan Yan picked up the cool teacup and was about to drink it when the heavy sound of military boots came from outside the hall.

Her fingertips trembled slightly.

If An Yihuai comes in...

Then in this life, she will be rich and prosperous, with a high bed and a soft pillow, above ten thousand people.

If Gu Chongshan came in...

Life and death are only tonight!

Nan Yan closed her eyes, then he tried to calm down and slowly raised his eyes.

Thousands of lamps in the hall are as bright as daylight.

The young deputy general was wearing black armor and rushed in with his army, looking at her coldly.

Nan Yan's heart was hanging down gradually into the abyss.

She took a deep breath, slowly lowered her red apricot eyes, maintaining the dignity and nobility of the imperial concubine, and took a sip of tea without hesitation.

The deputy general of the Black Armor sternly said: "Concubine Nan hooked up with powerful ministers to plot against rebellion, and pretended to compete for favor and confuse the imperial heirs. Take her down and throw her into the heavenly prison immediately!"

The soldiers responded.

Nan Yan suddenly threw the teacup in his hand heavily.

She stood up and was in a state of great excitement: "The bones of the late emperor have not been cold and the case has not been tried yet. I am still a concubine. Who dares to touch me?!"

"I dare."

A cold and quiet voice came slowly.

The Black Armored Army made a way out, and Gu Chongshan walked in step by step, clasping the ebony Buddhist beads.

He stared at Nan Yan with a blank expression: "Closed."

Nan Yan's eyes were even redder.

She knew she had lost and she was completely defeated.

Unwilling to be dragged out by the soldiers without dignity, she took the initiative to step down the steps.

When she walked past Gu Chongshan, she whispered: "But Nan Baoyi reminded you?"

Gu Chongshan ignored her.

Nan Yan laughed strangely: "I knew it was her..."

Her tone was surprisingly calm, and she could not hear joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

She was soon surrounded by two black armored soldiers and escorted out of the Imperial Palace.

Stepping out of the palace sill, she stood under the eaves of the palace and looked deep at the vast night sky.

The past passes through my mind like a glimpse of light, those childish fighting scenes in Jinguan City, the blood and tears of the Shengjing Palace, and her insignificance and helplessness when she was in Chang'an...

Now that I think about it carefully, the happiest time in her life was the time when she lived in Jinguan City when she was young.

At that time, both parents were there, and my mother liked to dress her cutely and pretty. My father often secretly stuffed her silver and asked her to go to the street to buy candy cakes. At that time, my brother loved her very much.

Then there is...

During this period in his harem.

She is beautiful and charming and quite talented. There are many admirers under her pomegranate skirt, but Gu Yu seems to be the only one who treats her sincerely.

It's a little cold tonight.

Nan Yan stared at the night sky full of stars, slowly stretched out her hand to touch the stars.

However, the stars are far away and are unavailable.

She let out a sigh of relief, stood quietly for a moment before walking towards the Tianzhuo.

When Nan Baoyi rushed over, Nan Yan had been taken away.

The Imperial Palace was completely overturned, and the deputy general of the Black Armor Army picked up Gu Shanhe who was crying and wanted to throw him to death.

"Slow down!"

Nan Baoyi was frightened to see it and quickly stopped him loudly.

The black-armored deputy general looked at Gu Chongshan hesitantly.

Nan Baoyi stepped forward with a tough bullet and said, "Regent, I am not meddling in other people's business. It's really the innocent child. It's not that he took the initiative to call for a fake royal heir. He is still young and doesn't know anything."

She is not a person on the battlefield.

She is also the mother of two children, and she really can't watch the child being thrown to death in front of her.

What's more, when I first met, the child once treated her as his aunt and gave her bean cake obediently.

Gu Chongshan had no expression on his face: "Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."

"This one is not Nan Yan's root. It is clearly the child she stole from elsewhere!" Nan Baoyi racked her brains, "You just said that you reward me after solving all the matter. I don't want anything. Give me this child."

Gu Chongshan glanced at her.

After a while, he reluctantly let go: "This child is involved in internal strife in the palace and should be killed according to the rules. Since you plead for mercy, I will spare his life. However, he will be disunited."

He is gloomy and withdrawn, and if he doesn't take action, he will be decisive and ruthless once he makes a move, he will never give anyone a chance to breathe.

Being willing to give in to this point is already considered to give Nan Baoyi a face.

If Nan Baoyi is not good, what else can I say?

But he said in his heart, "Why are you a slave or not, I will just take the child back together when she returns to Chang'an, and who cares if he is a slave or not?"

She hesitated again: "Nan Yan..."

Gu Chongshan said lightly: "You want to plead for her?"

Nan Baoyi feels a lot of feelings in his heart.

Although she and Nan Yan are blood-connected sisters, they have been fighting each other for many years and hating each other for many years. It is really difficult for her to plead for Nan Yan.

Just watching her die like this, somehow, she felt a little desolate in her heart.

Seeing her little face covered with sorrow, Gu Chongshan said seriously: "Before my brother's body was cold, Nan Yan instigated the Imperial Guards to launch a palace revolution. She was a criminal minister of the Northern Wei Dynasty. If she didn't die, it would not be enough to calm the anger of the people."

Nan Baoyi bit her lip.

After a moment, she whispered: "Can you keep her last bit of decency?"

Gu Chongshan nodded: "For Gu Yu's sake, I will not humiliate her."

...

Heavenly Prison.

The night is as cool as water.

Nan Yan knelt on the ground, with poisonous wine, daggers and white silk on the short table in front of him.

She lowered her head and took out a piece of Jinshan tea from her sleeve.

The ones picked at dusk are now somewhat withered.

When she first came to the Northern Wei Dynasty, Gu Yu gave her the first gift, a golden mountain tea plant. He said it was a flower in the Northern Wei Dynasty. He loved it very much in its pride and stubbornness in the cold.

He said that she was like camellia, and she would never surrender and would always bloom.

Nan Yan gently stroked Jinshan Tea, and a different kind of gentleness gradually appeared in the almond eyes, which had always been full of calculating.

She slowly removed the beaded hairpin on her head, letting the long crow hair hang to the ground, and then combed it neatly with her fingers before she picked up the golden tea and tied up her hair bit by bit.

Dressed up properly, she picked up the piece of white silk.

She hummed the song from Shu and threw the white silk onto the beam.

As the low case was kicked over, the starlight shone in from the iron window.

The stars are as clear as water, just like his warm and clean eyes in the past.

"Gu Yu..."

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