Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 360 Vicious Feng Shui Formation, Get Mysterious Notes (1)
Was imprisoned for 20 years before he died?Life is really long!

Yun Wanqin sneered, and a gleam of light flashed across her eyes at the same time, but if she died after being imprisoned for so long, then——he must be clear about what happened to Emperor Zhaozong later, even if he couldn't get out of the prison, he could still hear the jailer's words. They chatted, but heard that he hadn't finished speaking, and was still talking in his sleep: "Even if Zhaozong died, he would not let me go, and left a decree to imprison me until death!"

Yun Wanqin's heart skipped a beat, and her tone couldn't stop trembling: "When did Emperor Zhaozong die?"

Murong Tai murmured, this time, his tone was filled with uncontrollable complacency: "He died within three years of being imprisoned. It is said that he had an illness, and he has not been cured. Even the most skilled doctor in the palace Yao Guangyao was at his wit's end... Later, he was overworked and overworked, causing old troubles, and he couldn't make it through. Heh, he spent several years of hard work building up his merits and reputation, but he couldn't make up for what God only gave him. Short life, haha! This is the only thing I can do better than him, no matter how powerful he is, he can’t live to be 30 years old, my life is longer than him, hehe, even if he is the emperor, so what, he is just a short-lived ghost ..."

Yun Wanqin's heart felt cold, and this cold feeling spread all over her body, her palm was so cold that she couldn't help lifting it up, and with a "slap", she slapped Murongtai hard on the face!

The guards outside the prison door were startled, and Murong Tai also woke up. The insolent smile just now disappeared suddenly, and his face was as panicked as before. He only felt a burning pain on his cheek, but he didn't know what was going on. , as if in a dream: "Qin'er..."

"Don't worry, I won't let him die so early in this life." The woman's voice was frosty.

What's the meaning?Murong Tai was in a fog, confused, seeing Yun Wanqin turned to leave, only knew that it might be difficult to see her again in this life, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Qin'er."

The woman's skirt froze, and she stopped, but she didn't look back. She stayed this time only because she was looking at him.

Murong Tai trembled for a long time, and finally sighed: "Can you tell me why you just don't want to give me a chance? You don't even give me an explanation and a chance to treat you again, why..."

"One time of infidelity, a hundred times will not be tolerated." The skirt flew up, and the woman had already walked out of the prison door.

After walking out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice, Yun Wanqin's soul slowly returned to its original position after the sun shone, but her heart was still beating endlessly.

He will die within a few years of his accession to the throne, and he will die before he is 30... Murong Tai's words recur in his mind every single word.

After rebirth, she can change and save small things, but the life and death of the emperor, which is a major event related to the direction of history, can she change it?

How precious is an emperor, not a commoner, who can change a lot of people and things with the palm of his hand, if the life span is prolonged, this dynasty will be completely different from the original historical track, will God let her change?

In addition, his lifespan is less than thirty, which is not many years away from now.

Yun Wanqin walked out of the imperial city gate in a trance, walked across the moat, and saw a familiar carriage parked under a willow tree by the imperial street.

It's the car of Prince Qin's mansion. In front of the car, Shi Yao'an beckoned for her to go over.

Yun Wanqin didn't know how the King of Qin knew that he had entered the palace, but he had never walked so fast like today, walked over quickly, stepped on the carriage, and opened the curtain.

The man in the car was dressed in a satin gown with blue and five-clawed golden dragon pattern and a python belt around his waist. As usual, his face was like a crown jade. Although his face was still a little pale, he was much more energetic.

She put down the curtain, entered the carriage, rushed over, and hugged him by the waist, hot tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiahou Shiting's long body froze, a little surprised that she was so active and enthusiastic today, but let her hug her narrow waist, smiled and rubbed her hair: "What's wrong?"

The woman didn't answer, but her two arms entangled him more and more tightly, like vines, as if she would lose sight of him immediately if she let him go.

Xiahou Shiting had never seen her so obsessed with her. Although he was a little happy and hoped that she would hold him for a longer time, but he knew something was wrong. When something happened to her in the palace, his brows and eyes sank sharply, and he would She took off her arm, straightened her face again, and said in a harsher tone: "What's the matter?"

Yun Wanqin's sharp chin was firmly supported by his thumb and forefinger, and she had no choice but to look up at him. His face was tense and serious, and his cheek muscles twitched slightly, an expression he had never seen before. , He exhaled suddenly, and the haze of his mood just now was swept away, why should he be unhappy about something that never happened at all, he is alive now, it will be fine.

She said: "It's okay." Then she frowned and interrupted: "You hurt my chin..."

There are thick calluses on his fingertips, which are still very old, all thanks to the young man washing bowls, laundry and carrying water in Xiangguo Temple, rubbing against her delicate skin, stinging.

Seeing her muttering, Xiahou Shiting's heart suddenly split up against her pink cheeks that have become more and more beautiful these days. He pinched her chin and let it go, and slid down, but then ruthlessly hugged her waist and embraced her. In his arms, he was full of anger: "You want to scare me to death." The palace not far in front of him is very rich, but he doesn't believe any of the people who live in it. People are slaughtered inside, and every time she enters the palace, he is not at ease.

When Yun Wanqin heard that "death", she felt a little uncomfortable again, and raised her head in his arms: "Have you recovered from your illness? I heard that you fell ill when you returned from Xingyuan that day? Are you feeling better now?"

"What do you think?"

The big pincers on her waist tightened, and she felt her full strength. Before she could say "ah", she stuck closer to him. Fortunately, the carriage had already started to run, and the thumping of the horse's hooves covered the sound of the whistling wind. Her momentary panic.

According to her style and temperament in her previous life, she never thought that she would be so close to her future husband before marriage. She only knew that she should abide by the boudoir precepts, do not exceed the etiquette, and be a lady honestly. Even if she wanted it in her heart, she would die. hold back.I still remember that after becoming an adult, Murong Tai once sent a servant to deliver a letter to Yun's house, wanting to meet him, but she blushed at that time, and just put the letter on the shelf as if she hadn't received it. It must be because of this, that Murong Tai Taicai prefers the lively and active second sister.

But in this life, it seems as if she has been possessed by a demon... She has been close to him several times, and sometimes she takes the initiative, and she is not willing to go against her will at all.

She pushed hard, but he still didn't want to let go, he made a trick to wrap her around her tightly, like an eagle catching a little chick, the delicious fat around his mouth would never let go.

Yun Wanqin clenched an empty fist, and squeezed between him and herself with great difficulty, so she put some distance between the two of them, curled her lips: "The prince said that the third master has no interest in life, as if he was pulled out of a grave...all of them It was pretended in front of outsiders."

(End of this chapter)