The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 37

The outside of the sedan chair became quiet, only the sound of wind and snow falling on the sedan chair could be heard, Mo Liangyuan knew that the emperor's palace had arrived.

In the silence, a drum suddenly sounded from the tower.

The sedan chair swayed and moved forward again.

More drums sounded from the imperial palace, and Mo Liangyuan gripped the sleeves of the wedding dress tightly. This was the sound of the drums from the royal family telling the world that the dynasty would have a new queen.

A gust of wind blew out from the depths of the imperial palace, rustling the colorful banners welcoming the new year, and blowing up the curtains of the sedan chair. Mo Liangyuan half lifted his hijab and saw himself in the city gate. This is the imperial palace. The main gate of the palace is high and wide enough for eight horses to run side by side. The top is carved with flying dragons and the bottom is carved with phoenixes. This is the palace gate that only emperors and empresses can walk through.

In the previous life, Mo Liangyuan walked through this palace gate twice, once entering in a sedan chair, and once being led by Yan Dongjin, and galloped out of this palace gate on horseback.Now I saw this main palace gate again, without the fire and chasing soldiers in memory, in Mo Liangyuan's eyes, this palace gate did not have the honor of the royal family, it was cold and terrifying.

Xi Niang, who was following the sedan chair, was an old lady in the palace. She was blinded by the wind, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Mo Liangyuan looking at Mo Liangyuan outside the sedan chair with her head half lifted.

"Ah," Mammy was startled, how could a newlywed be able to lift her hijab and look outside the sedan chair?The nanny wanted to shout, but suddenly remembered that the person sitting in the sedan chair was someone who was going to be a queen soon, so the nanny shut her mouth again, but tried her best to lean in front of the sedan chair, trying to remind Mo Liangyuan in a low voice.

But Mo Liangyuan let go of the hand covering his head at this moment, the wind also stopped at this moment, the curtains of the sedan chair and the bead curtain in front fell again, and everything returned to the original, as if the unruly scene just now was caused by the mother. Mammy was wrong.

Slightly closing his eyes, Mo Liangyuan waited for the death knell of Emperor Xingyuan to ring.

"Mother, the bride's sedan chair has entered the gate of the main palace," a nurse in charge of the Dragon's Breath Palace whispered to Fu Meimei.

Aunt Mo, who was by Fu Meijing's side, suddenly became so nervous that she couldn't even breathe.

"When the bridal sedan chair enters the gate of the inner palace, the death knell will ring," Fu Meimei said intently at her newly painted nails without raising her eyes.

"Yes," Mammy accepted the order and retreated.

Aunt Mo was in a panic, but this nun didn't feel panic at all, as if she wasn't going to ring the funeral bell announcing the death of the emperor, she was just going to run an ordinary errand, the evening drum and the morning bell, it was as simple as that.

"Your Majesty," Mrs. Mo shouted.

"Grandmother, don't be afraid." Fu Meimei still looked at her fingernails, and said to Aunt Mo, "I won't be able to wear red clothes in this life, but grandma, look at my nails, don't they look pretty red?"

In this world, only regular wives can wear red clothes, and women who enter the palace as concubines naturally can't wear them. Mrs. Mo looked at her granddaughter's nails. She didn't know how to adjust the red color. Mrs. Mo felt that the red was too red. It looks very dazzling.

No one spoke in the palace, only the whistling of the wind outside could be heard.

Mrs. Mo couldn't remember when there was such a weather in the capital. It snowed one after another, and the wind blew on her face like a knife. How could this be winter in the south?It is clearly in time for the winter in the Northland.

"Soon," Fu Meimei said suddenly and without end.

Aunt Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized that her granddaughter was saying that the death knell was about to ring.

"Your Majesty!" The door of the palace was knocked open vigorously from the outside, and Nanny Xu, who was the most useful by Fu Meijing's side, ran into the palace, her scalp was loose and her face was panicked.

Fu Meimei didn't wait for Nanny Xu to speak, just took a look at Nanny Xu, stood up, and said anxiously, "What's going on?!"

Before reaching Fu Meimei's face, Madam Xu fell to her knees on the ground with a plop, crying, "Your Majesty, His Highness Sixth Highness suddenly vomited blood!"

Her legs softened, and Fu Meimei fell back to the couch.

Bang-kuang-kuang
The death knell sounded at this moment, deep and thick, with echoes, suppressing all the sounds between heaven and earth, just like this, the lingering sounds echoed in people's ears endlessly.

The sedan chair stopped.

Let go of the hand holding the sleeve of the wedding dress, and Mo Liangyuan threw the red hijab woven with gold thread at Bing Tilian's feet. Without the bewilderment of hearing the death knell in the previous life, Mo Liangyuan now only feels relieved, as if something happened Acting according to the script written in advance, as long as she is an actress on the stage with peace of mind, the final scene will end according to her thoughts, there will be no accidents, no one will get hurt again, she and Yan Dong Jin took Zhou Jing and others back to Liaodong, and she accepted Yan Dongjin's promise in the afterlife. They were husband and wife, from the company of blue hair to hair like snow.

"The Holy One is dead!"

After a silence, someone suddenly screamed.

There was another moment of silence, the bell echoed, there were cries, and finally all the cries.

The sedan chair moved forward for a little while, and finally stopped.

Xi Niang paid attention to the bearer who carried the sedan chair and followed her.

The procession to see off the relatives stopped outside the gate of the inner palace, Xi Niang led the palace people, and when the bearers left, all the girls in the capital stared at them, and the envious red sedan chair was left alone in the inner palace. In a corner of Fengdengmen, the snow piled up more and more, and the sedan chair that was no longer moving changed from red to white, just like a girl in the blooming season turned into a white-haired old woman in an instant.

Mo Liangyuan lifted the car curtain and looked out. Just like in the previous life, she was thrown near Fengdeng Gate by herself.

Yan Dongjin withdrew his hand, the dagger in his hand dripped blood, and the big man dressed like an ordinary person fell down in the alley.Kicking away the corpse blocking the way, Yan Dongjin raised his hand to wipe the blood spattered on his face.

The last big man who was still standing looked at his comrades who had fallen to the ground, and when he raised his eyes to see the end of Yan Dong, he finally showed a panic expression on his face, "You, we are the protector of the country..."

Yan Dongjin looked at the big man as if he was looking at a dead person.

The big man finally turned around and ran towards the alley, followed this young man for several days, until today he found out that this is a lunatic who kills without blinking an eye!
Seeing that the entrance of the alley was in front of him, the big man was overjoyed, there was no one in the alley, and on the street, could Yan Dong kill him in public?

The joy in his heart just rose, and then he felt distressed. The big man lowered his head, and an arrow with a hook pierced out from his heart. The blood it brought out was purple-black, and there was a small Strips of his flesh and blood.

Yan Dongjin stepped forward, pulled out the iron arrow from behind the big man, and the hook went backwards into his body. When Yan Dongjin pulled it out, the big man's entire heart hung on the hook, which was so small and inconspicuous.

The heartless body of the big man fell on the ground, blood gushed out from the wound, and the snow turned red instantly.

Yan Dongjin flicked the iron arrow away from the big man's heart, and after putting the iron arrow back into the sleeve arrow, Yan Dongjin walked out of the back alley.The streets were full of people in the capital who knelt down after hearing the death knell of the imperial palace.

Yan Dongjin walked towards Baikong Street, he was going to pick up his good relationship.

(End of this chapter)