ebookland Chapter 181 Monster
Chapter 181 Monster
That night.
Guarja Bosile sat in the hall, changing cups of tea one after another.
squeak-
The sound of the door being pushed open made her hold her breath unconsciously.
The sound of footsteps is the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the brick surface.
From afar, with the help of the moonlight outside the house, Guwalja Bosile could clearly see the Crown Princess, Dong E and Jun Yilha.
The dark colored cheongsam was embroidered with eight groups of dragon, snake and chrysanthemum patterns using bright white and silver threads. She had her hair combed in the most standard style and was covered with various silver ornaments. Even the armor she wore on her hands was made of silver and inlaid with a huge pure colored diamond.
The most eye-catching thing in this black and white outfit is the blood-red ruby flower right on the top of her head.
Just this one glance was enough to make Bosiller overturn all the countless plans he had previously deduced in his mind.
What about taking the opportunity to show weakness and beg for mercy, what about bringing in foreign forces and then using weapons to manipulate and negotiate...
She trusted her intuition that she had always been on the brink of death.
——Today, no one can walk out of Yongshou Palace alive.
She slammed the handle of the chair, and then a "bang bang bang" sound like firecrackers was heard.
Homemade guns hidden in the scenery began to sweep indiscriminately across the courtyard.
The most expensive of these are the metals needed to make homemade firearms and bullets. The rest, such as gunpowder, controllers, batteries, gear robotic arms, etc., are just scraps.
Sure enough, as if confirming Bosile’s fear, in the smoke-filled gunfire, the sound of footsteps did not stop, and Dong E and Zhun Yilha continued to walk into the main hall of Yongshou Palace step by step.
Looking at Dong E and Zhunyilha who were standing in front of her steadily and even smiled at her, Guarjia Bosile suppressed her instinctive discomfort and gritted her teeth and said fiercely,
"Monster, you really are a monster."
The bullet hole penetrated into He Junyi'erha's flesh, but was "spitted out" the next second. The penetrated flesh and even the broken bones were restored to their original state as if the reverse button was pressed.
Even... even clothes are no exception.
But it doesn't matter. The Yongshou Palace will be the center of a normal explosion. The extremely high temperature burning and the crushing when the palace collapses will be enough to destroy this monster with a regenerative single-hole penetration speed of 4.72 seconds.
The homemade bullet has a caliber of 9mm and a total length of 9x17mm...
The moment the explosion occurs, the impact caused by the heat and burning... will completely end her life!
In addition, the entire Forbidden City will be burned down, and the strong aftermath of the explosion may also cause the collapse of surrounding buildings with unstable foundations.
She has not found the last tasker over the years, and she must have thought that the death of the entire Nian family was the work of the monster in front of her.
well.
This time, no one can get on the table!
She is not at a loss.
"It's my bad luck to meet you."
In order to get Dong'e and Junyirha closer, Guwalja Bosile's face showed panic and appropriate anger.
"You, don't come over!"
“I’m warning you!!”
With the Avengers' usual mentality of 'singing a different tune' and 'revenge', the more they said this, the closer and faster they would come.
Seeing Dong'e and Zhunyirha approaching step by step, Guwalja Bosile's heart became more and more ecstatic.
The thought of dying with a monster that thought it had won made her feel more excited than ever before.
She hurriedly pulled out her hairpin, pretending to defend herself, and huddled in the chair, weak and helpless.
Da da.
Nearly.
Looking at Dong'e and Zhunyirha who were so close to him, the panic on Bosile's face was suddenly replaced by madness.
She pressed the button in her sleeve hard, and her life began to count down in a few tenths of a second!
"Die with me!"
At this moment, time seemed to slow down.
Bosile saw clearly that the faces of Dong'e and Zhun Yi'erha standing in front of her were suddenly replaced by the withered color of tree branches, her sunken eyes gradually became empty, and her hands that were originally like porcelain and reflected white light under the moon suddenly turned into branches with a bunch of new green.
Standing in front of Guarja Bosile was a branch with a human appearance and expression.
The branches were laughing wildly and silently, her eyes were bent down, her mouth was wide open to her ears, and her arms were open as if embracing the explosion and the flames, all of which were mocking Guarja Bosile who was setting herself on fire.
When the arms of the branches were raised to the highest point and embraced the sky, the gunpowder buried underground exploded, flames rose from the ground, and the entire Yongshou Palace collapsed at this moment.
boom--!
This sound is wrong...
At the last moment of dissipation, Guarja Bosile knew her final plan, and it was exposed nakedly in front of this monster.
The only thing that exploded and was destroyed was her Yongshou Palace.
The only ones who died were herself and the winning chips in the back hall that belonged to her for the throne.
It all happened so slowly and so quickly that she didn't even have time to change her crazy smiling expression.
Bosile knew that for countless days and nights to come, she would not be able to look directly into the moonlight.
Because...that would awaken her fear of being dominated by this monster.
Under the power of mathematics, physics and chemistry, everything will return to dust and ashes.
The Yongshou Palace had already become a ruin, but... not to mention the Forbidden City, even the palace servants who were dozing off outside the Yongshou Palace did not notice anything.
The noise and silence were all contained within the barrier and ended.
Far away in Yuqing Palace, He Junyi'erha, who was standing in front of the mourning hall wearing the same attire, glanced in the direction of Yongshou Palace and then looked away.
She raised her hand and gently stroked the coffin in front of her, feeling the smoothness that had been carefully polished and oiled by the craftsmen.
"the last one."
*
Three years.
The empress sat firmly on the throne under circumstances that no one expected.
She did not give herself a title, nor did she give herself a name. The country's name remained Kangxi, and nothing changed.
All that remains is the situation in the court and the various national policies that are surprising but cannot be questioned from any angle.
At noon that day, He Zhun Yierha dismissed everyone around her and came to the Qianqing Palace, which had been transformed into a large imperial study after she ascended the throne.
Only an elderly man dressed as a eunuch followed behind her.
She didn't look back, stroking the scrolls, bamboo slips, and papers inside.
"I will leave the same message to the Dong E family and to Hong Yan."
Hongyan was her eldest son with Yinreng.
Perhaps it was God's will, Hongyan finally achieved his dream - to ascend the throne and become a true emperor who was not controlled or manipulated by others.
He and Jun Yi Erha walked to the bookshelves one by one, looking at the labels tied with hemp ropes.
“I have prepared plans for him for three months, six months, one year, three years, and five years after he ascends the throne.
I also wrote the educational materials for my children and grandchildren myself.
I have also compiled a book on how the empire should develop in the next hundred years and the national situations in the world.
He sees and does as appropriate.
My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I don’t care.”
Listening to what He Junyi'erha said, the old eunuch who had been wearing a mask showed an expression of surprise and disbelief in his eyes.
He seemed like he couldn't believe how such words could come out of He Junyi'erha's mouth.
He couldn't understand.
He just felt that he needed an explanation, just like three years ago.
But He Junyi'erha had no intention of talking to him.
She just continued talking on her own.
"You can still live to see him ascend the throne and watch your Aixinjueluo clan's throne return to its rightful owner, but can you rest in peace? Ha."
“Take good care of him.
You know best how difficult it is to be a young emperor.
Use the remaining year to assist him."
After saying that, she took out a scroll of imperial edict out of thin air and threw it into the hands of the "old eunuch".
"This is the will, take it."
He spread it out and looked at the contents. He shook his head repeatedly and wanted to say something, but because of the mask he couldn't make a sound.
He has no name, no face, and no voice. Whenever he tries to identify himself, his heart starts to twitch and his consciousness becomes blurred.
These three years of living in such a miserable state made him despair.
He was filled with regret and self-blame every moment.
But at this moment, everything this woman does is telling him that you are really stupid, conceited, and naive.
“Tell Hongyan that I hope my final arrangements will be as described in this will.
No funeral, no posthumous title, no epitaph, nothing."
"Okay, I'll go find him.
You can stay here and do as you please."
……
Yuqing Palace.
Since the death of the crown prince, this has been the place where his body is laid to rest.
He Zhun Yierha knew Yinreng's wish and she was willing to satisfy him.
Satisfy him with the identities of Dong E and Zhun Yierha.
Because there is a magic circle here, even though no one has been able to enter over the years, Yuqing Palace remains clean and tidy.
The poppies in the courtyard are in full bloom no matter the season or the wind or rain.
Just like when she got married that year and walked into Yuqing Palace.
He pushed open the second coffin in the main hall and lay down in it sideways with Jun Yilha.
The moment the coffin was closed, all light was blocked out.
Embracing the darkness, listening to his gradually weakening heartbeat, he and Jun Yilha closed their eyes.
Every little detail about Yinreng was exceptionally clear in the darkness.
He is a smart, stubborn and persistent person.
He liked all things elegant, but due to his dignity as the crown prince, he never showed it.
Take her to read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, watch and listen to contemporary writers composing music and writing poetry...
Dong E and Zhun Yi'erha spent almost all their lives getting along with him.
time is limited.
Memories came to an abrupt end in the dull pain as vitality gradually faded away.
She whispered softly, humming the little tune that Yinreng used to like the most.
"Loving you is like a heartbeat that is hard to touch, and drawing you is like not being able to draw your bones...
Remember your expression is my persistence in waiting for you, my heart is willing to give up only for you..."
“La, la, la…”
The last sound stopped abruptly, and Jun Yilha's body lost its life.
At this time, three years and one second had passed since she successfully ascended the throne.