The Marquis Is Innocent

Luoyang City’s Peigu Gate, Xiyong Gate, Nanping City Gate, and Dongzhong Gate, the four city gates, had been surrounded by Wei Shao’s army. The remnants of Xing Xun’s army in the city were still making their last stand.

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After the victory in Muye, Wei Shao listened to Gongsun Yang and others and decided to take advantage of the victory to kill Xing Xun and take Luoyang completely.

Xing Xun led the remaining 100,000 defeated troops. On their way back to Luoyang, he set up two lines of defense at Hujuan Pass and Mount Mang.

However, how could a defeated army stand up to Wei Shao’s fierce army?

During the journey, as if destroying the world and breaking through the waves, Wei Shao’s army drove straight over Mount Mang, crossing the rivers and launching the final battle against Luoyang city in only a half month, hardly encountering any serious opposition.

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Jade Hall. At the back of the northern palace.

Old Su came stumbling in from outside the hall.

“How is it?” Su E Huang hurriedly asked her. Her heart sank when she saw Old Su’s dispirited face. However, she still held on to the last trace of hope.

“It’s not good! The guards say that the Nanping city gate has broken, and Wei Shao’s army will soon reach the palace-”

Su E Huang’s face suddenly changed: “So soon? Where is Ding Qu? Did he come?”

Old Su shook her head in panic: “There is chaos everywhere. This servant did not see General Ding–”

Su E Huang pushed Old Su away, calling the guards. While hurrying to the outside, her skirt stuck on the side of the black-lacquered dressing table, making a crisp cracking sound. The large bronze mirror standing on the dressing table shook, then tipped forward and fell, hitting a jewelry box on the table.

The box fell to the ground. Gold and jade, pearls, onyx, cat’s eye, and others shattered. Various colored stones scattered out, rolling all over the floor.

Su E Huang gritted her teeth, fiercely ripped off the skirt, stepped on the ground full of gems, and ran towards the front. She only took a few steps when she heard the harsh screams of the palace maids from outside the hall. She stopped abruptly.

Xing Xun barged in and appeared in front of her. He was wearing a dragon robe, but blood stained the corners of his robe.

The coronet on top of his head was crooked to the side, wobbling as he walked, which added some funniness to his distorted face. He held a long sword in his hand. Blood shaded the edge of his sword, dripping downward.

“You bitch! Harm me to this point!” Xing Xun gnashed his teeth and forced himself towards Su E Huang.

Su E Huang slowly stepped back. “Your Majesty, don’t–”

Old Su shouted and pounced on him, pulling the corner of his robe. Xing Xun kicked her away and stabbed her to death. Then, he chased Su E Huang after withdrawing his sword.

Su E Huang turned around and ran around the hall. Xing Xun chased after her with his sword and ran around the pillars.

Xing Xun was fat and exhausted a lot of his energy to killing palace maids along the way, and these years he was addicted to alcohol and sex. Thus, Su E Huang could dodge his chasing even after a few rounds.

Xing Xun was panting, growing more and more furious. He threw his sword at Su E Huang. The sword flew past Su E Huang’s ear and nailed to the pillar beside her before it trembled a few times, then fell to the ground.

Xing Xun rushed forward, grasped Su E Huang’s neck with both hands and gritted his teeth while shaking her head hard.

“Bitch! If I hadn’t listened to you in the first place, why would I be in this situation today? Why did you harm me so much?”

Su E Huang struggled desperately, kicking her legs. But with iron pliers squeezing her neck, how could she break free?

Her face was bluish, slowly out of breath, and her eyes turned white. With a “ding” sound, the butterfly mask on her face fell to the ground, revealing her deformed face.

The wound on her nose decayed because the days were hot when she got her punishment. Now the wound is healed but left an uneven ugly purple scar, crawling in the side of the nasal bridge.

This woman had a delicate and charming face, with half of it usually covered by a butterfly mask. Unexpectedly under the butterfly mask, it was creepy.

Xing Xun was stunned, staring dead at her mutilated face. The hands that grasped the neck slowly relaxed.

A moment later, as if he understood something, he again became furious and viciously slapped Su E Huang.

“Bitch! Your ghostly face must have come from Wei Shao’s hand! You hate him to the bone, so you bewitch me with your lies?”

He was an invincible lord of the world, but an ugly, ghost-like woman deceived him. A hammer seems to be pounding from inside as if it wants to come out of its shell. Even if he broke her into pieces, he could not release the hatred in his heart at this moment.

With a roar of anger, he opened his eyes and wanted to break her neck. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain, and his body immediately stiffened. The corners of his mouth became crooked, and his hand began to shake. With the last strength of his body, he wanted to break this smooth neck, but suddenly his heart was cold.

There was an extra dagger in her hand. The sharp tip pierced his emperor’s robe and the flesh, deep into the heart. Xing Xun’s body kept shaking, his eyes still looked at Su E Huang angrily, and his mouth released a weird sound.

Su E Huang panted heavily and pushed the hand on her neck. She pulled out the dagger, stabbed it deeper then stirred it around. Xing Xun fell to the ground with a bang.

Su E Huang’s face was as white as a ghost, covering her throat. Painfully coughing a few times, and crawled up from the ground. She saw Xing Xun staring at her unwillingly, and she sneered: “I thought you were great. I thought you could achieve something. That’s why I bear the humiliation and serve your fat body, but you’re incompetent! You can go in peace! Honestly, I have left a way out. I convinced Ding Qu. He is devoted to me and has prepared to escape from the city. You’re not thinking about your own missteps, but you want to drag me along with you? In your dream!”

She spat at Xing Xun’s fat body on the ground, then pulled out the corner of her skirt, which stuck under him firmly.

Outside the hall came a rush of footsteps.