Chương 734: The Imperial Palace Breaks, the Emperor Falls (Ⅶ)

Almost simultaneously, two soldiers carried a stretcher over. The imperial officials all craned their necks to take a look.

A piece of white cloth covered the body. Drops of blood constantly dripped underneath. Even shreds of flesh fell off occasionally.

This scene made the officials' eyes twitch. Fear started forming in their minds.

Before they could say anything, Jiang Pengji ordered the white cover taken away. The corpse underneath was exposed.

As if a mixture of different colors had been poured onto it, the broken head, like a shattered container, was now filled with a mixture of blood, smashed brain, and tiny pieces of skull. From the neck down, the body didn't look any better.

The only thing that was recognizable and that could be linked to the empress was the clothes. They were no garments for anyone of a lower status than the royal family.

The officials' faces went pale, and some were almost green. Some even turned around to retch.