After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

In the cramped carriage, Ye Qinghuai looked at Lu Yanchen with a complex and weird expression.

And Lu Yanchen also looked back at her, with a persistent look in his eyes.

Ye Qinghuai had a headache.

She knew that Lu Yanchen was a very stubborn person at heart.In the past, if she couldn't recite the essay, Lu Yanchen would check it every day until she could recite it. It was useless to try to escape.

For the things he looks for, his persistence and patience are far beyond ordinary people.

But in this life, Ye Qinghuai doesn't want him to set foot in Yunzhou again, it's best not to have anything to do with Yunzhou.

After hearing about Lu Yanchen and Chu Boliang's past, Ye Qinghuai's thought became stronger.

According to what Lu Yanchen said, Chu Boliang fled across the border for 20 years after the Beidu Wang case happened. During these 20 years, he was helping the Yunzhou Army overtly and secretly, but three years ago, he suddenly voted for Beidi. And soon, as a military adviser, he led the Beidi Army to the south, with a posture of vowing to destroy Dajing.

For his attitude to change so suddenly, there must be some accident in the middle.

Ye Qinghuai didn't know what this accident was.

But she had a bad premonition, because this incident might also change Lu Yanchen's attitude towards Dajing.

After all, before Lu Yanchen returned to his hometown Ding You in his previous life, he was still the same Lu Yanchen who promised that she would always stand by her side, but when he returned to Yunzhou, he suddenly rose up and denounced her as a stupid king full of evil up.

But with Lu Yanchen's stubborn temperament, if he is determined to return to Yunzhou, no one can stop him.

The big deal is that I don't want this official uniform.

He is a person who dares to rebel, why would he care about this official uniform?
Ye Qinghuai's mind was running fast, trying to find a correct solution.

The biggest difference between this life and the previous life is that the identity of her daughter has not been revealed, and the second is that she is no longer a puppet emperor without real power.

Based on these two points alone, is it possible to change Lu Yanchen's choice?
Ye Qinghuai couldn't judge.

Maybe it was getting better, but she wasn't sure.

If you think about it from another angle, is Lu Yanchen's choice really that important?

Was it really because of his own power that the great scene in the previous life was destroyed?

I don't think so.

If the current Lu Yanchen rebels again, will she have the ability to suppress it?Is she determined to drive him into a corner and cut off his head?
Ye Qinghuai shook her head.The situation may not be so bad.

Lu Yanchen's loyalty to her in this life is far better than in his previous life. After all, he even entrusted her with the Eagle Guard, and Tao Yuan rebelled with him in his previous life.Maybe this time, Lu Yanchen will persuade Chu Boliang to submit to the imperial court and easily resolve Beidi's crisis.

All kinds of thoughts filled Ye Qinghuai's mind, making her have a splitting headache.

The carriage turned a corner, and there was a sudden shake in the carriage, followed by Ye Qinghuai.

At this moment, she just felt dizzy and dizzy, she quickly closed her eyes, and supported the sitter beside her with her hands to barely support her body.

"Your Majesty..." Lu Yanchen's voice came from the opposite side.

Ye Qinghuai was so dizzy that she didn't dare to open her eyes. She took a few deep breaths and said, "I understand the sir's request. Let me think about it..."

The arm supporting her upper body suddenly went limp, and her voice was like a burnt incense, which suddenly broke off.

The whole person collapsed.

Lu Yanchen was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to support her, and slowly put her upper body on the bench.

As they got closer, Lu Yanchen realized that Ye Qinghuai's whole body was shaking slightly.

He stretched out the back of his hand and pressed Ye Qinghuai's forehead.

It was really hot.

"Your Majesty." Lu Yanchen tried to call her.

Ye Qinghuai didn't respond to him, and her eyes closed even tighter, which was obviously a very uncomfortable description.

After putting her away, Lu Yanchen lifted the curtain of the car, and asked Li Baoquan who was following behind, "Eunuch Li, how long will it take before we can arrive at the palace? Your Majesty has a fever."

Li Baoquan was originally riding a horse and following behind the car slowly, but when he heard this, his face turned pale with shock, and he hurriedly rode up to catch up. Seeing Ye Qinghuai's sleepy side face, his expression became a little more serious.

"Your Majesty is probably caught in the wind and cold due to the rain. Zhengde North Street is just ahead, Mr. Trouble escort Your Majesty back to the palace. The old servant will go ahead and inform the Imperial Hospital." After speaking, he ordered the driver to drive faster, and he himself drove faster Head towards Donglinmen.

Lu Yanchen put down the car curtain, returned to Ye Qinghuai's side, and touched Ye Qinghuai's forehead again, feeling even hotter.

Although she is tall, she is thin and thin. Lying like this, she shrinks into a small ball, like a pitiable child.

Sure enough, the carriage picked up speed, and the carriage was not as stable as before. Ye Qinghuai's arm hanging in mid-air was swinging up and down.

Without thinking too much, Lu Yanchen took her right hand and put it on her chest, putting it together with her left hand.

After withdrawing his hand, Lu Yanchen was startled.

He realized belatedly that after nearly three years as the emperor's teacher, from Wenxuan Hall to Jianting, from teaching martial arts to imparting martial arts, this was the first time he met the emperor's hand.

The emperor's hands were softer and colder than he had imagined.

Her forehead was hot, but her hands and feet were cold.

Lu Yanchen's eyes fell on Ye Qinghuai's jade white hands.

Although the emperor's hands were long and slender, they had soft edges and corners. From this point of view, they looked a bit like women's hands.

Those hands, like a pure white butterfly, flapped its wings soundlessly in his heart, stirring his heartstrings.

A light flashed in Lu Yanchen's dark eyes.

A picture that appeared in his dream a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

That unknown, hidden in the dark, that made him happy and painful—the picture.

Lu Yanchen raised his hand hesitantly, his usual calm expression suddenly changed.

A look of excitement, fear, self-blame and determination was staged in turn on his chiseled handsome face.

A crazy idea that has been breeding in his heart for a long time is like a dry vine that has been dry for a long time, and it grows into a towering tree in an instant.

Those vines controlled his body, bewitched his mind, ate away at his will, and whispered demonic whispers in his ears, persuading him to obey his heart.

But the remaining sanity is still dying and trying to turn the tide.

After all, it's just a mantis' arm.

He finally stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qinghuai's cold and soft hand, and held it in his own.

It was as if he had grasped his purest, hottest, and dirtiest desire.

That feeling was actually more exciting and tense than facing a life-threatening sword.

But when he really held it, it didn't seem as scary as he imagined.

The carriage was still so quiet, only the sound of rolling wheels and the faint noise of the crowd outside.

Nothing has changed.

No one will know either.

Like his unspeakable dream, and his unbearable past, no one will know.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanchen seemed to relax.

His gaze also softened accordingly, he looked at Ye Qinghuai who was pale, and held her hand tightly again.

Feeling the warm grip, Ye Qinghuai, who was in pain, frowned, and held his hand back in a daze.