My queen does not compete for favor

Chapter 125

If the reality is too bad, then don't face it; if the dream is too beautiful, then don't wake up.

Blood spattered Wan Chengxiao's hand.

The warm blood stained Wan Qixiao's hand, and it was the first time Wan Qixiao felt that killing people was such a worrying thing.She had never felt such pain when she killed her father, killed her teacher, and killed all relatives of direct blood.The number of people who died at her hands was not one thousand, but eight hundred, but today, her heart really ached.For the first time, my heart aches for the person who died at my own hands.In the past, because I didn't care about it, it was because I was heartless, but now that I have heart and blood, I know what it means to be heartbroken.

"If you want to cry, I can lend you my shoulder." Yun Shang stood quietly beside Wan Chengxiao.

"You want to cry! Your whole family wants to cry!" After Wan Chengxiao finished cursing, he hugged Yun Shang and buried his head on his shoulder.

Yun Chang hugged her silently.

The room was silent.

After a long time, Wan Qixiao slowly pushed Yun Shang away, and his expression had returned to his usual indifference.Except for the reddish eye circles, there are no other traces to be seen.

Qinghuan is dead, and those who are alive will be stronger.She is not Qinghuan, she will not escape fate, she will climb to the top, grasp fate, and then do her best to protect those she wants to protect...all those who are valuable to her.Therefore, before that, she must end this war as soon as possible.

Wan Qixiao glanced at Qinghuan's stiff corpse with a smile on his face, and ordered someone to take it down for burial, then turned to Yunshang and said seriously: "Yunshang, I have something important for you to do."

Yun Chang, who was about to leave silently, looked back at Wan Qixiao, then turned back and sat down.

Wan Qixiao whispered in his ear.so and so...

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, go to bed early." In the imperial study, Hu Qingying lowered her eyelids and said.After Qin Xian called him over, he kept silent and just read the memorial by himself, so he waited by the side until midnight, but Qin Xian didn't see any movement, so he had to remind him.I thought that Qin Xian summoned him to discuss the great victory in northern Xinjiang, but now it seems that this is not the case.It's just that he didn't know what could make the emperor care so much, so he called him into the palace at night for questioning.

Hearing this, Qin Xian put down the memorial in his hand, stared at Hu Qingying with sinister eyes, and asked in an inaudible voice, "I heard that you released Sima Ce from the dungeon?"

Hu Qingying's heart was shocked, it turned out it was because of this!He thought for a while, saluted and said solemnly: "Mr. Sima is knowledgeable and unique. I personally think that I can take on a big responsibility, so I want to sell one of his favors, so I let him out of prison on my own initiative. Because of the busy affairs in northern Xinjiang recently, there is no It was my mistake to report this matter to the emperor in time, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Qin Xian sneered: "You will take responsibility for her!"

Qin Xian used the accent on the word "she", but did not specify which she it was, but the implicit dialogue between their monarchs and ministers was understood by each other, and there was no need to say it explicitly.

"I dare not!" Hu Qingying knelt down on one knee to express her loyalty.

"Forget it. I didn't blame you. Qingying doesn't need to be excited." Qin Xian smiled lightly, and the low-pressure atmosphere just now disappeared.He seemed casual and said, "Since it's released, let's find a place to settle it. After all, it's not very convenient in the palace. Sima Ce is a young man after all, so it's not good to live under the same roof with the concubine. Hmm... It would be too rude to lower the level of treatment to an ordinary courtier. At any rate, Sima Ce is the prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty... so, let Sima Ce be placed in the palace of King Qin Song. Although Qin Song was ordered to reflect, he is still a prince. Treating Sima Ce is not considered a lowering of the level of treatment."

"Your Majesty, no!" Hu Qingying hastily stopped her.Who doesn't know that Qin Song is so masculine, and that a beautiful man like Sima Ce is sent to Qin Song's mansion, it's like a sheep getting caught in a tiger's mouth.

"En? Qingying has objections? Could it be that Qin Song is incapable of greeting distinguished guests? Don't worry, although Qin Song was ordered to reflect, he has never been short of food and clothing, and it is more than enough to greet Sima Ce."

"emperor……"

"Qingying doesn't need to say too much, I know it in my heart." Qin Xian waved his hand to stop Hu Qingying's words, and smiled, "Anyway, you also agreed to help her get Sima Ce out, but you didn't promise to keep him safe and sound. Right? Besides, I entertained him out of kindness, and didn't say I wanted to kill him."

As Qin Xian said, he walked down from the case and walked up to Hu Qingying.He leaned in front of Hu Qingying's face, and said in a soft but sinister voice: "Qingying, you have to know...all women who miss me should die." Qingying's face said, what was said was Sima Ce, but it was difficult to say who was said outside the words.

Hu Qingying lowered her head and said calmly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Well, go. Rest early."

"My minister retire."

After Hu Qingying left, only Qin Xian stood with his hands behind his back in the empty imperial study.The dragon robe with black background and gold pattern on her body is gorgeous and complicated, and she looks so cold and lonely independent of the main hall.

He picked up the inkstone on the royal case, poured the ground ink into the brush washer, watched the clear water in the brush washer become black by the thick black ink smoke, and stared at the black ink stained by traces of mist with his dark eyes. With clear water, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Don't you like clean and clear things, so if he is polluted into the dirtiest and most despicable things, would you still want him?

Through the branches of wintersweet outside the window, the moon is a little strangely red.Wan Qixiao was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

I wonder how things are going with Yunshang?If this trick is successful, Lei Jin will retreat without a fight, and Rouran will not be able to fight for at least three years.But if it fails...it's impossible.Although there is no comparison, she believes [-]% that Yunshang's martial arts are unique in the world.So, for now, she just needs to keep pretending to hold Lei Jin back.And I hope everything goes well for Yunshang.

Wan Qixiao prayed to sleep.

"Return soon?" Lei Jin read out the words on the note, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.

The kite hawk flapped its wings at the window, but Regin looked beyond it to the vast sky.

Blue sky and white clouds, clear sky.

Just like when he first met Gu Qingcheng.

It was such a sunny winter afternoon with blue sky and white clouds.He and Nuojiya participated in pro-people activities as usual, and he routinely won the No.1 result in the grassland horse race of the Tata tribe.Amidst the countless warm applause and praises on both sides of the aisle, a kind of aura belonging to the strong attracted him, making him look back and see a pale man with a faint smile on the other side of the crowd.Then he was surrounded by the crowd to receive the gold belt, received a toast, and when he went to look again, the man was empty.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he laughed boldly and respected the people around him one by one, drinking heavily and eating large pieces of meat, this is the pride and freedom of the grassland people.

(End of this chapter)