The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 426 I Only Touched Myself
Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Nian Yaoyue is sorting out the ancient racks of the fourth master, and the fourth master is a special case among the emperors of the Qing Dynasty.

He dismisses the flashy bright yellow that symbolizes imperial power, but only has a soft spot for black.

There are many black-earth utensils in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and this color matching is one of the characteristics of Yongzheng handicrafts that are different from other dynasties.

In other words, black has become one of the important references for identifying cultural relics of the Yongzheng Dynasty.

"Why have you been haunted for thousands of years?"

A familiar but unfamiliar voice came from behind.

Nian Yaoyue couldn't help frowning, and when she turned around, she saw a sinister face.

"Slave pays respects to Concubine Duan~"

Nian Yaoyue moved back cautiously, Tong Jinxian in front of her eyes seemed to be different from before.

There was a strange aura exuding from her, which made people shudder.

"How long will it take you to understand that no matter how many times you reincarnate, you have no future with this person? On the Sansheng Stone, next to his name, my name is engraved, Xuannv!"

Hearing the last two words, Nian Yaoyue looked up at the woman in front of her in shock.

At this time, Tong Jinxian's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance that looked down on the world.

This kind of beautiful temperament like the clear moonlight is amazing, as if it is incompatible with this world of mortals and comes from the nine heavens.

Xuannv! !The woman in front of him turned out to be Nine Heavens Profound Girl.

I really can't imagine what kind of scene it will be if the Nine Heavens Xuannv herself appears here, just the fact that her divine consciousness comes to the world makes people fascinated.

Nian Yaoyue suddenly felt ashamed of herself, and at this moment, Tong Jinxian who was possessed by Xuannv suddenly sneered.

But laughing and laughing, suddenly covered his face and wept again.

"What are you going to do before you let him go! You will kill his only soul! He will be completely wiped out!"

Xuannv grabbed Nian Yaoyue by the collar and asked hysterically.

At this moment, Nian Yaoyue only had four words in her mind, and she never thought that pestering Fourth Master would lead him to the point where he would never be wiped out again.

Fourth Master, that fool!After paying so much, it turned out that he was only touched by himself~

From Xuannv's complaint, Nian Yaoyue knew exactly what kind of painful price Fourth Master had paid for all these years:
A generation of emperors never left the Forbidden City.In exchange for the fate of the Qing Dynasty, he changed his fate against the sky.Willing to become Shura's lackey.

In order to get rid of the marriage fate of the Sanshengshi, she has been protecting her life after life.So he dissipated his marriage and turned it into a red thread that maintains the marriage of men and women in the world.

Yuelao is him, Mozun is him, Fourth Master is him, King Zhou is him, and Emperor Sui Yang is him.Xia Jie is him, King Zhou You is him...

He would rather carry the eternal infamy on him, and do everything possible to make her famous forever.

But she wanted to drag him into the eternal hell and leave him with a bad reputation forever.

Su Daji is her, Mei Xi is her, Bao Si is her...

It turned out that it wasn't that he was too heartless, but that she... was too heartless.

It turns out that the person who hurt him the most will always be her.

"Liu Yi...Yinzhen...I'm sorry..."

Heartbroken, she clutched her heart and spat out a mouthful of dripping blood with a puff.

Surrounded by Xuannv's accusations and accusations, Nian Yaoyue let out a desperate exclamation and fainted to the ground.

……

On the throne room.Yinzhen sat on the dragon chair, flustered for no reason.

The ministers were discussing the water control of the Yellow River when they suddenly saw the Long Live Lord stand up and leave in a hurry.

"Separate the court! The specific matters will be handled by Prince Yi."

Yinzhen hurried back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and before he stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Su Peisheng knelt down in front of him, weeping.

"Long live...Long live lord, this slave just has something big or small to report, so...the official woman Yun Hui smashed the black ground brush wash that is long live lord's favorite, and that girl couldn't think about it for a while, so...I bumped into the pillar died……"

Su Peisheng faltered and babbled nonsense, but complained endlessly in his heart.

I really don't understand why Nian escaped from the Forbidden City like a ghost. Didn't she want to be in front of Long Live every day?

"Oh...a grand burial..." Yinzhen knew that Su Peisheng and Nianshi were playing a perfunctory show, and that Nianshi left without saying goodbye, which was obviously the result he expected, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart.

"Bring all the papers that haven't been processed in the past few days! Su Peisheng, go and prepare Dan... Forget it, prepare some ginseng tea."

Hearing that Lord Long Live asked to prepare the memorial, and Lord Forty Thousand Live said about pills, Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, Lord Long Live didn't say to prepare those harmful pills again.

"Cough cough cough... Su Peisheng! Pass on my will, bestow Ma Jia Yunhui... from Donghua gate!"

Yinzhen's tone paused, and finally he kept the rest of the words back to his heart.

"The servant thanked the master Long En on behalf of Master Yunhui!"

Su Pei was so frightened that he bent his knees and prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to take a breath.

Sure enough, when facing Nian Shi, the wise and wise Lord Long Live will never have the slightest sense of reason.

That's Donghua Sangmen!How noble!
Only after the death of the emperor and members of the royal family, their coffins are eligible to leave the Donghua Gate.

……

Yongzheng 13 years.

At the foot of Hongluo Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing.The Mid-Autumn Festival has only passed a few days.

Nian Yaoyue, dressed as a village woman in coarse linen, is sitting under a persimmon tree basking in the sun.

Bright red autumn persimmons adorn the branches, many of which were pecked to pieces by birds.

In the past three years, although she has not set foot in the Forbidden City, every year she stands on the top of Hongluo Mountain, she can see thousands of flying flowers, illuminating the starry sky on New Year's Eve.

She doesn't feel lonely and tormented, because she knows that the person she loves is in the Forbidden City, looking up at the same starry sky with her.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

At this moment, long bells sounded one after another, and the Hongluo Temple on the top of the mountain quickly remembered the bell.

"Yinzhen!"

Nian Yaoyue got up suddenly, and ran towards the Forbidden City.

The entire capital was shrouded in the palpitating whimpering of bells.

Nian Yaoyue's feet felt weak, and she stumbled towards the Forbidden City.

The funeral bell rings, the mountains and rivers mourn together, and the emperor dies!

Nian Yaoyue ran towards the Forbidden City while crying, and from a distance, she saw that the red lanterns on the Tiananmen Gate tower were covered with a layer of pale white.

Why is this happening!Obviously she has already left Fourth Master, obviously she has not dared to get close to Fourth Master, why is he still unable to escape his fate, destined to die in the 13th year of Yongzheng!

If she knew her fate could not be borne, even if she died back then, she would not have left fourth master!

God is not fair, why can't fourth master live a long life!Nian Yaoyue rushed to the Forbidden City like crazy.

"Brother Fourteen, there is a woman who dares to break into the Forbidden City!"

"Don't move! Let her go!" Yinzhen's temples were stained with frost, and his eyes turned to the long-lost figure.

The crying in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was loud, and the new emperor Honghui knelt on the ground and wept uncontrollably.

Huang Ama spared no effort to remove all obstacles to his ascension to the throne and bear all the stigma.It is to pass on the peaceful and prosperous world to him.

Thinking of the last imperial decree written by Huang Ama before his death, Honghui's eyes turned red.

(End of this chapter)