Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Hu Yingmao never dreamed that one day, there would be more living people than dead people in the cold cellar of Dali Temple.

The cold cellar of Dali Temple was opened at the back door, and a secret room was dug underground as a morgue. Several cellars were dug deep in the room, with thick red brick walls, and only a few small dampers were opened for ventilation. There are more thick doors, and in winter, ice is taken and placed inside, so that it will not melt all year round. Of course, the corpses that can be stored in the cold cellar are all with official bodies.

Before the end of the day, the open space at the back door was already crowded with more than half of the officials of the court. There are also a small number of officials below the fifth rank, who are simply not qualified to enter.

Looking around, there is only a small corner of space left with sparse space. With the emperor as the center, there stood Lord Xiahou, Shizi Gu, the fourth highness, the seventh highness, and Eunuch Li.

Seeing that the time of Shen was approaching, Mr. Hu tentatively asked the emperor, “Your Majesty, the time of Shen is almost here, do you want to go to the cold cellar?”

The emperor nodded, and Eunuch Li shouted: “Xia Lengjiao…”

Hu Yingmao lit a small lamp to lead the way in front, and led them down the steps. The deeper they went down, the colder they became.

The officials felt that it was really cold below, and even the night pearls embedded in the walls on both sides were glowing with a terrifying green light at this time. Some timid people even unconsciously raised their hands and talked to each other to comfort each other.

Hu Yingmao took the emperor and the others into the king’s small room and lit the candlestick in the small room.

The small room can only accommodate more than twenty people at most.

This is a good time. Officials below the second rank are not eligible to enter, and they are left to dry and freeze in the large room outside. More than fifty people folded their arms and stared at each other. How could they have thought that they were still laughing at officials below the seventh rank, and in a blink of an eye, it was their turn to have no rank.

Hu Yingmao introduced to the emperor. The surname of Chu Mingtang beside him was Chu Mingtang, and he was also responsible for the coffin opening and autopsy conducted by Prince Hui before.

Chu Tang has worked in Dali Temple for more than 20 years, and he has experienced hundreds of battles. At this time, he was holding the knife in his hand, but he was shaking more than his first autopsy.

“Open the coffin.”

Chu Tang suddenly heard the emperor’s words, his legs softened and he immediately knelt down.

The emperor frowned and said, “I let you open the coffin, but I didn’t let you kneel.”

“Yes.” Chu Tang stood up tremblingly, pressed the mechanism on the coffin, and ejected the coffin inside. He pushed open the coffin, and Gu Xingyun, who was beside the emperor, came over and said, “I’ll come.”

Chu Tang stopped his hand and stood aside, letting Gu Shizi carry Prince Hui out and place it on the marble bed in the center.

The remains of Prince Hui are well preserved. His face was pale, but his face was still lifelike. Wearing a shroud of the king’s size, holding a Su Si handkerchief in his left hand, and a sandalwood fan in his right hand, it means that the heart is cool and has no worries.

The emperor and the Hou Ye looked at each other with unresolved sadness in their eyes.

Gu Xingyun took a deep breath and began to undress Prince Hui. The shroud is more complicated, with a total of seven clothes and three pairs of pants. There are five short shirts and two long shirts, the short ones are worn inside and the long ones are worn outside. Gu Xingyun untied the buttons one by one, and then pushed them open layer by layer. The movement was very gentle, but it moved everyone present.

After all the clothes had been peeled off, Prince Hui’s open chest and abdomen were revealed. Gu Xingyun finally exhaled a turbid breath and stepped aside.

When Hu Yingmao saw that Gu Shizi got out of the way, it was time for a caesarean section, and he hurriedly pushed Chu Tang. Chu Tang staggered and almost didn’t kiss Prince Hui.

In the small room, everyone could only hear a breath of cold air in an instant.

Hu Yingmao quickly withdrew his hand and wished to retreat into the crack of the wall, Chu Tang quickly stabilized his body and raised his knife.

I saw the cold light of the blade gleaming, and Chu Tang’s heart was surging.

With this knife down, he will become the most powerful man in the world, above the king’s land.

“You cut it.” Hou Ye, who was on the side, saw that he was holding up half a cup of tea with a fascinated face, and couldn’t help urging him.

Hou Ye’s voice frightened Chu Tang again. The heart that I had saved just now was completely gone, and the knife was shivering.

“Please calm down.” Gu Xingyun said with a frown as he watched Chu Tang shake into a sieve.

“Don’t worry, Shizi Gu, Chu Tang is the most stable hand in the capital. He has been cutting it for more than 20 years.” Hu Yingmao originally wanted to flatter him to relieve the embarrassment that he just stretched out his hand and pushed Chu Tang. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with disgust as if he was a fool who had been foolish for more than 20 years.

Chu Tang knew that if he kept shaking, he might turn into a corpse and couldn’t shake anymore in the Yizhuang above. Immediately, his heart was ruthless, he bit his teeth, closed his eyes, the tip of the knife pierced into the flesh, blood spilled out, and with a thud, it was drawn from the stomach to the navel.

Everyone’s eyes followed his hand, from the stomach to the navel, watching him stretch out Prince Hui’s belly nervously.

In fact, Chu Tang didn’t know until now what Hu Yingmao asked him to find in Prince Hui’s belly.

Not to mention Hu Yingmao, except for the emperor, Hou Ye and Gu Xingyun in the small room, no one else knew what they were looking for.

Therefore, at this time, everyone held their breath involuntarily, and they stretched their necks and looked forward to it.

And Chu Tang finally knew what he was looking for.

He shouted “Oh my God” in his heart, and he squeezed a small green snake and pulled it out.

In addition to the emperor, Hou Ye, and Gu Xingyun. In other people’s minds, they also thought about my God, how could there be a snake in the belly of Prince Hui?

While the Emperor, Lord Hou, and Gu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions became gloomy.

The courtiers wanted to speak up and ask the emperor, but their eyes touched Longyan, but they couldn’t help but shut their mouths.

The emperor’s face was too ugly.

Hou Ye’s face was too dark.

And Gu Xingyun’s face is too hideous…

“Arrest Wei Yuanyuan and Tian Yuchen.” The emperor was full of murderous aura.

“Yes.” Hu Yingmao took the lead in awe.

The courtiers in the big room outside consciously lined up in two rows, let out a way, and looked at the emperor and important ministers who came out of the small room.

Seeing this, they all lowered their heads silently. It seems that they don’t have to follow after looking at them one or two more times. Just lie down in this big room.