The Marquis Is Innocent

The air was filled with the powerful smell of blood. In the pool of blood on the floor, four or five young women dressed in palace clothes fell down. One of them was not yet dead, the original beautiful eyes half-open. Her lips opened and closed, the corners of the mouth spitting a string of blood bubbles, looks like a dying fish struggling in the blood.

They are the consort of the Emperor Liu Yan. The youngest one was thirteen years old. Her father is the governor of Tianshui. She entered the palace when the Emperor retreated to Chen Cang. Less than half a year, Chen Cang lost. They followed the Emperor and fled all the way to here, the Bao City in Shu.

But now, these delicate women, who were in their prime, were dead.

Just moments before, Liu Yan had called these women over and watched as his own eunuch, Liu Fan, killed them.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Spare me, spare me! My father will come with rescue troops to escort you! Your Majesty — “

Consort Liu’s face was stained with drops of blood, and tears like broken pearls continued to fall along her childish and frightened face. The goose yellow palace dress on her chest was moistened with the blood flowing from the side of her neck, turning it into a vivid and stinging orange-red.

Just now, Liu Fan has cut her neck with a knife. Perhaps the blade killed too many people and it become blunt. And she struggled away from it and the wound on her neck was not fatal. She fell to the ground with her head tilted. One side of the neck gurgling with blood. Try to crawl forward, trying to escape from the house full of heavy blood and the cold smell of death.

Behind her was a blood trail that dragged out after crawling.

The Emperor’s face was handsome, but his expression was wooden as a statue. His eyes did not look at Consort Liu, who was begging for mercy. He looked over the top of Consort Liu’s head, in the direction of the city gate, which he actually could not see in the distance.

Bao City couldn’t hold anymore, either. It was destroyed.

In his ears, he could already hear the heaven-shaking roar of cheers from the Yan soldiers after they broke the city. It wouldn’t take long for them to rush here.

Two years ago, Wei Shao, a warlord who had been based in Yanyou in the north of the Han Dynasty, wiped out Luoyang. And as Luoyang fell into his hands, the world also fell under his control and the situation settled. Wei Shao became the emperor in Youzhou and established his state as Yan, and then the former emperor, Liu Yan, was forced to retreat all the way west.

This long retreat all the way to the west, on his side, the civil officials fled one after another. The military either died or surrendered. Until they reached Bao city, there were only ten remaining loyal ministers.

Now, the last two thousand soldiers are also gone.

He no longer has a way to retreat.

Liu Fan’s face has been splattered with blood, like a severe ghost. He gritted his teeth and forced his way towards Consort Liu, who was still begging, until he reached the door and slashed down from behind.

A dull “poof” sounded. The girl did not even scream. The head from the original position of the neck hanging to the side, twisted into a strange posture, and her soft body is like a noodle, flopped to the ground.

Warm blood spurted out of the neck cavity like out of control, splattering half the wall. Consort Liu’s limbs at first still twitched. And slowly stopped, not moving at all. Only the eyes that peeked out from the messy hair bush still stared across the room. The vividness in the eyes faded.

“Your Majesty, the Empress ……”

Liu Fan dragged the blade that had curled up and was still dripping blood downward, and looked towards Xiao Qiao, who was trembling on the couch.

Liu Yan turned around, his out-of-focus gaze falling on Xiao Qiao’s body, gazing at her, his eyes no longer wooden, slowly gathered sadness, reluctance and intense pain.

He walked towards Xiao Qiao step by step, and finally reached her, his cold fingers caressing her face with insatiable love, and hugged her in his arms, his strength was so strong, as if he wanted to crush her and embed her inch by inch in his own flesh and blood.

“Man Man! Man Man! Your family was killed by Wei Shao, and your sister was also deposed and died. I know you hate that Wei’s rebel to the bone. I wanted to avenge for them and send an army to fight the rebellion, but the Great Han Dynasty has run out of breath and I am powerless! I can’t bear to let you fall into the hands of the rebels and suffer humiliation. Man Man, I will kill you first, then I will accompany you, and we will be husband and wife again in the next life!”

“Your Majesty, I am your wife, and your Majesty has treated me with great love and righteousness. I wish to follow you, forever and ever, and never be separated!”

The girl, whose nickname is Man Man, has snowy skin and beautiful appearance, born with a flawless jade-like face, and now, although her face is bloodless, and stained with tears, she looks at the emperor with a gaze full of determination and resoluteness.

She pushed Liu Yan away and stood up by herself, closing her eyes and tilting her chin. At that time, the breeze attacked her clothes, and the skirt danced wildly, as if she was floating and ready to fly.

Liu Yan lost his voice and let go of her, stood up and drew his long sword.

“Ah…”

With a heart-breaking and harsh roar from Liu Yan, the cold and sharp sword pierced into her warm and soft heart.