The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Jiang Fuguang reached out and took it. The cold and hard bait cake was baked until it was soft and soft. It was stuffed with roasted mushrooms, soy sauce meat, and roasted venison cubes.

The venison is stewed softly, with spicy spices added to it, exuding the most original and simple salty aroma of food. It tastes nothing special, but after a bite of the broth and a bite of the bait cake, there is a special taste, as if They were born to be paired together like this, and the ordinary taste has not been sublimated to a higher level.

Her eyes were bright, and she ate three bait cakes and a large bowl of broth in one go. After eating, she even burped slightly.

Traveling on horseback is very hard. Jiang Fuguang is not as particular as before. He tries to eat as much as possible every time he takes a break until he can no longer eat to maintain his strength.

Ji Ruxuan also left some venison soup, put it in a thickened water bag, wrapped it airtightly with layers of oil paper, then wrapped it tightly with a thick cotton mattress, put it in a small sealed box, and heated it The soup can be kept for a long time without getting cold. You can eat some at any time to replenish your energy on the way.

After resting in place for an hour, the group continued on the road.

The wind howled, the sky was thin, and the horse whinnied impatiently. Ji Ruxuan leaned over and patted the horse's neck to comfort him.

"Come up."

Jiang Fuguang stepped on the stirrups and sat behind Ji Ruxuan. He put his hands around his waist and pressed his face against his back. He was tall and straight and as solid as a rock, blocking the cold wind from her face. A surge of heat surged.

Ji Ruxuan tilted her head. She was wearing a windshield on her face, so her face could not be seen clearly. All she could see was a bright smile, blooming from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, like a budding catalpa flower, trembling in the wind.

Ji Ruxuan said nothing and looked at it for a long time.

Jiang Fuguang's eyes slightly curved.

"Hold tight," he reminded in a low voice, tightening the strength around his waist, and then raised his voice, "Let's go!"

Snow is flying and the sound of hooves is thunderous.

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Login.

It was night, the wind was howling, and the strong wind was mixed with snow particles all over the sky, which fell on the eaves and tiles of the roof, making a messy sound.

The weather was severely cold, so people returned home early, closed the doors and windows, turned off the lights and lay in bed.

On the dark long street, a group of soldiers wearing black armor walked through the windy and snowy street, almost blending into the darkness. The sound of military boots disappeared into the sound of the howling wind, and the snow particles were thrown down overwhelmingly. The sound was disruptive and did not attract anyone's attention.

The team went straight to the city gate Shuiyue An.

Shuiyue An is a place where erring female relatives in the palace are punished. It is located in the western suburbs of Luojing, in a sparsely populated and remote mountain. Soldiers are stationed at the foot of the mountain to prevent anyone from escaping and to protect the safety of the female relatives in the nunnery, but the guards are not tight.

Lin was ordered to work for a day, and her whole body ached and was exhausted. As soon as she lay down, her consciousness was pulled into an endless nightmare.

She was like a sinner, being held up in front of the Buddha to atone for her sins. The green smoke of sandalwood enshrined in front of the Buddha rose and twisted in the air. One after another, the people she had killed turned into green faces and shackles. The fierce ghost jumped at her and bit her, causing her to scream and cry in fright.

Mrs. Lin screamed and woke up from the nightmare, covered in cold sweat, and looked around blankly.

The narrow room exuded a damp and musty smell, with only simple furnishings. The whining cold wind penetrated through the broken windows, making the room as cold as an ice cellar.

With a "clang" sound, the broken window was suddenly opened by the wind.

Mrs. Lin trembled all over and looked towards the dark window. A disheveled human head suddenly poked its way through the window.It's a woman.

Her eyes were wide open, and two lines of blood and tears were flowing down her eyes. Her face was thin and disfigured. In the dim candlelight, her hair was disheveled, like a madman, and her face was like a piece of human skin. On the skull, it looks like a dried human head.

Her eyes were hollow and numb, with a deathly gloomy look. She looked straight at Mrs. Lin, opened her big blood-red mouth, and let out a maniacal laugh.

Mrs. Lin's eyes widened in horror and she opened her mouth. Her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't make any sound.

The eyes of the "air-dried human head" were full of resentment, with a big blood-red mouth and a vicious smile: "Hahahaha..."

Mrs. Lin was in a trance for a while, and the dried human head twisted into Mr. He in front of her eyes. She was covered in blood, staring at her with hatred in her eyes, screaming, and rushed towards Mrs. Lin, wanting to kill her.

Lin's pupils shrank sharply and she screamed: "Don't come here, get out, get out of here, ah, please let me go, help me..."

"Your Majesty." Jing Yu heard the noise and quickly entered the room.

"Ghost, there is a ghost, Jing Yu, she came to ask for my life, don't..." Mrs. Lin was so frightened that she stared at the black hole-like window.

Jing Yu followed the Queen's gaze and suddenly saw the "dried human head" poking into the room, and was so frightened that the hair on his body stood up.

It wasn't until she found that the "dried human head" looked familiar that she recognized it as the lunatic who lived in the same courtyard with them. She heard that she was once the late emperor's favorite concubine. After he ascended the throne, he released the palace harem people from the palace. Some female relatives who made mistakes were imprisoned in Shuiyue An, and this woman was one of them.

Because I was locked up for too long, I went crazy.

Jing Yu rushed forward and closed the open window with a "bang" sound: "Don't be afraid, Madam, it's the crazy woman in the front room who stayed up in the middle of the night and deliberately ran out to scare people."

Lin was shocked.

There was a lingering and strong scent of sandalwood lingering in the room, which made Ms. Lin's chest feel clogged and she could hardly breathe. She felt scared and cold, and she hugged an old quilt and shivered. She didn't know it was fear. , it’s still too cold.

"Jingyu, I don't want to stay in Shuiyue An. This place is really terrible. It's like hell. If I stay like this, I will go crazy. I will be driven crazy by them. Jingzhang, my son, why haven't you been here yet?" Come take me out? What should I do, what should I do..."

When His Majesty sent her to Shuiyuesan, she was unwilling and resentful, but in the end she was also mixed with a trace of happiness. As long as His Majesty did not issue a decree to abolish the queen, she was still the queen in name. Even when she arrived at Shuiyue An, she would not What do people dare to do to her?

It was just that the Buddhist hall in the central palace was moved to another nunnery.

The ministers of the direct faction are bound to Jing Zhang, and their interests are inseparable. Sooner or later, she will return to the palace and make a comeback.

But she underestimated how terrifying Shuiyue An was.

A group of lunatics were imprisoned here. It was not a place for humans. Every day, she would get up before dawn to clean the nunnery, do morning lessons, and copy Buddhist scriptures. The name was so nice that it was to serve the Buddha and alleviate her sins. In fact, it was He changed his approach and deliberately teased her.

She really had enough.

Jing Yu's face was blank, without his previous alertness, and he just watched her collapse and shed tears, without even saying a word of comfort.

Pull Mr. Lin out for a walk. Yours is a perfect interpretation of what it means to squeeze in monthly tickets. . . .Cry with laughter~Cry with laughter~