Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 295 From now on, your wife, don't be like me
The emperor's voice was high-pitched, and his whole body was like a rusty old sword, but he also had his own persistence and the pride of an emperor.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lanyi, who was in Laifu's arms, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted.

Yan Wanqing's face turned ashen.

She faced the emperor's two armies, and finally ended up with both sides hurting.

With a pale complexion, Yan Lingzhen squeezed out from the courtiers, and threw herself directly in front of Zhang Lanyi. The silver needle in her hand kept rising and falling, and the dense sweat on her forehead was visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Pingfeng looked up at the imperial edict in her hand, her handsome face was full of complexities.

The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were noisy and noisy, and they lost their backbone.

Only the emperor was determined, he laughed loudly, and in front of everyone, picked up the dragon seal on the table and smashed it on his head——

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, Yan Wanqing watched the emperor lying on the dragon chair covered in blood, Xiao Pingfeng rushed up, calling out to her father, holding the imperial edict with cold hands and feet, In front of all civil and military officials, he became a heinous sinner.

Yan Wanqing, the daughter of the Yan family, Zhuge, who was famous in the world in the past, colluded with the queen Zhang Lanyi to rebel, and the news that the emperor was forced to death in front of the palace spread like wildfire, and soon spread throughout the world.

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Under the fragrance of medicine in the house.

Yan Lingzhen's eyes were blue and purple, and she was very haggard. She put the queen's wrist back under the quilt, turned around to face everyone's expectant eyes, and shook her head helplessly.

She has solved Song Huaxu's thousand secrets for several months.

This poison is even more poisonous, and she has no time to develop an antidote.

Zhang Lanyi is already hopeless.

"You all go out, at the last time, I want to stay alone quietly." Zhang Lan leaned on the cushion, her voice was very soft.

The heavy phoenix crown on the top of her head has been removed. At this moment, her three thousand hairs are scattered on her shoulders, and her whole body is soft and peaceful.

Yan Wanqing was the first to move.

She lowered her head and walked out of the hall, and the others reacted and followed.

"...Sister." Yan Lingzhen stepped forward to hold her hand, only to realize that her palm was cold.

Yan Wanqing couldn't see any emotion on her beautiful face.

Yan Lingzhen was very distressed, she said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sister."

"...I don't blame you." Yan Wanqing shook her back forcefully: "Sister didn't think carefully about this matter."

If she had been more thoughtful, the queen would not have died.

During that time, she was busy dealing with matters between herself and Xiao Pingfeng, obsessed with her children's love, and did not take care of the overall situation.

"Xiao Liu...can you let sister stay alone for a while?" Yan Wanqing said softly.

Yan Lingzhen looked at her pale and almost transparent face under the sun, and slowly let go of her hand: "...OK."

Yan Wanqing bent the corners of her lips hard, and the crowd who left alone passed by in a direction that no one knew.

Yan Lingzhen stood behind her, looking at her back worriedly.

In the silent hall.

Zhang Lanyi looked at the man half kneeling in front of her, and raised a bright smile: "You are here."

She stretched out her hand, and Yanjing held her hand in both hands, sticking it to her cheek.

Yanjing's eyes were bloodshot, and there were blue stubbles growing on his chin, his face was haggard, and he looked very decadent.

"Your hair has already grown so much." Zhang Lanyi pulled out her hand and gently stroked his thick short hair.

The originally bald head was covered with thick and thick hair at this time, and it was still a little prickly to touch.

Yan Jing couldn't help sobbing: "Lan Yi..."

"I'm going to renege on my promise." Zhang Lanyi looked carefully at the man he had loved for half his life: "Originally, I said that I would take you into the harem and let you marry me if I became an empress, but I can't do it."

"Yanjing...you can find a woman to start a family after I die, she'd better not be like me."

"I don't want to hear this!" Yan Jing interrupted with a low drink, looking at Zhang Lanyi with stubborn eyes: "You know, I don't want to hear this!"

Zhang Lanyi pursed her lips, tears fell from her eyes and hit the back of his hand.

Yanjing seemed to be scalded, and her whole body trembled.

"Don't be like this, okay?" Zhang Lanyi said softly: "I am already content to avenge my father, so Yanjing, can you send me away happily? I like the way you smile very much."

"You can't be so selfish." Yan Jing shook her head and looked at her viciously.

Zhang Lanyi said with trembling lips: "But I have always been selfish, you should have gotten used to it by now. After I die, you can burn me and sprinkle it at the foot of Nanshan. Let the wind rise to see the outside world... I don't want to be imprisoned in this huge imperial city after I die, that would be too sad."

"Shut up!" Yan Jing stood up suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, he held Zhang Lanyi's cheeks with both hands, and covered his lips: "Don't say any more! I don't want to hear a word!"

It was a kiss full of despair.

Zhang Lanyi looked like a girl with her head up, kissing her lover.

He was the only light in her dark life.

That year the emperor sent her to Nanshan to copy Buddhist scriptures.

He came from the mountains in a red robe and cassock, and became a cinnabar mole that could not be erased from her heart for many years.

In this taboo-filled love, they fulfilled each other as carefully as possible in the secular world.

But how she hopes that one day, she can walk around Nanshan holding hands with him in an open and aboveboard manner. Even if she just walks holding hands, she will feel that this life is worthwhile.

But she is a person who is locked in her own corner by hatred, and all her wishes can be fulfilled in the dark corner.

Her lover, for her sake, lost his cassock and walked down the holy Buddhist hall.

And for her, he endured humiliation and lived in a dark corner.

At his age, he should have married a wife and had children long ago, with a house full of children and grandchildren.

But because she... is still alone.

"Yanjing, I'm so cold..." Zhang Lanyi murmured.

Yan Jing held her tightly in his arms, he was helpless like a child: "I'm holding you, don't be afraid, please don't leave me... Lan Yi, I can't live without you."

Zhang Lanyi tried her best to stretch out her arms and hugged his waist: "...Don't seek revenge on your senior brother, you can't beat him, Yanjing... Live well, I hope you can live under the sun..."

She and he never wanted to see each other at night again.

Yanjing choked up.

Zhang Lanyi smiled reassuringly, her eyes were half-opened, and she couldn't open them anymore.

"...It's so cold, can you take me out to bask in the sun."

The sun must be very big today.

Yan Jing nodded, picked up Zhang Lanyi, and walked towards the entrance of the main hall.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, the moment the sun shone directly on the two of them, the hands around their waists were completely loosened... Yan Jing completely let go of his strength, hugged Zhang Lanyi, and knelt upright on the bluestone slab .

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and they all knelt on the ground looking at the silent queen in his arms.

Laifu's voice was sad: "The Empress is dead——!"

(End of this chapter)