The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 190

In the dense forest overgrown with a few strands of ancient trees, smoke is lingering.

The dense branches and leaves are intertwined and woven into a huge and dense net. The golden light emitted by the sun is all blocked on the branches and leaves, and cannot penetrate half of the forest.

A man dressed in white stood in front of a hill with his hands behind his back, his slender figure was dimmed by the dim light.

The slender phoenix eyes stared at the small hill without focus, and their eyes darkened a little bit.

Just coming here every year is like cutting out the heart with a blunt knife.

The knuckle fingers tightened into fists, and the eyes staring at that place seemed to be a bottomless ancient well, which could not stir up any waves.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time, it's time to go back."

Zhang Deming lowered his waist and spoke in a very low voice.

Grandpa has been standing here motionless for a long time.

He would come here once a year, and every year he would definitely get drunk after returning home.

When he came out just now, he had already ordered the people in the imperial dining room to make hangover soup for the grandfather after nightfall. This has been a practice for so many years and has not changed.

I'm really worried that if I can't get out of that incident, it will damage the dragon's body.

"She's still here. I thought she wouldn't come again this year. It must be because of her conscience. After so many years, she can't forget her, let alone in the future."

The man's magnetic voice was slightly deep, and he looked at the several plates of exquisite snacks placed in front of the hill with cold eyes.

She also still remembered what the people lying here liked to eat.

This is her best dessert, and the most fortunate thing in her life is to know such a craft.

This skill helped her to sit from a little show girl to the position of queen mother.

The people lying here love her snacks the most, but they can no longer eat them.
"Your Majesty, some things have passed for a long time. It's time for you to let yourself go. After all, it wasn't your fault."

Zhang Deming raised his eyes and glanced at the lonely figure of his Long Live Lord.

The Lord is in the world, sitting on the Beiling Mountains and Rivers, even though he always looks majestic and majestic, but in the bottom of his heart, there is a pain that no one can touch.

"If I didn't then."

The king, whose body was full of desolation and cold, did not finish speaking.

He squatted down with his slender body, and after flicking his sleeves heavily, those plates of pastries were instantly thrown away into the valley far away without a trace.

"If it weren't for these things, Jin An wouldn't have died!"

The bony fingers were tightly clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the back of the hand protruded one by one, like twisted and intertwined vines.

The coldness emanating from Junyi's body caused the temperature in a few miles away to drop suddenly.

Looking up at the name on the tombstone, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

If Jin An didn't die like that, how could he not even be able to enter the imperial tomb!

Even though he is now the emperor who rules the world, he still cannot move Jin An's bones to the imperial mausoleum.

If the resistance around him is not cleared away, Jin An will definitely not rest in peace.

How can you bear to make Jin An uncomfortable?
Zhang Deming watched that scene from a distance, his whole body was tense.

He held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound. The name that came out of the mouth of Long Live Grandpa was the lifelong obsession of Grandpa, and no one dared to mention it.

The incident 19 years ago shocked the entire Beiling and almost killed my grandfather. At that time, my grandfather was only a child under the age of six
(End of this chapter)