Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi just followed her quietly without saying a word.

The willows outside the Hanguang palace have been uprooted because they are burning dark. The red palace walls are all dark, and even the doors of the Hanguang palace have been burned to charcoal.

The chest injury has just been wrapped up. Running like this makes Yunxi a little tired. She tried her best to follow behind qingluan and watched her open the doors of one room after another.

"Why do you want to stay in Hanguang palace?" Yunxi asked.

"Miss Xi once liked Hanguang palace best. She said that even if she died in the war one day, seven souls and eight spirits would come back to guard the Hanguang palace." her lips were bitten out of blood and fell into memories. "Miss Xi said that there was no war here. It was the most peaceful place. Even if the Emperor didn't come to see her, she was grateful for the pure land that the emperor could give her."

She stood in this blackened land, but she was helpless and painful. All the pain on her body could not compare with the current heartache. Qingluan turned and looked at Yunxi, but her eyes were bright, and the glittering tears fell down her fine face: "you said, if Miss Xi went home, but the Hanguang palace was gone, would she still come back to see qingluan?"

In a trance, seeing qingluan like this, Yunxi's heart is extremely painful.

Five days before the first battle with Eastern Shu, the emperor stayed in the Qingyou Pavilion and accompanied her sister to draw Lanfeng. However, she lit a long lamp in the palace of light and was dazed by the Phoenix crown and glow she wore on the day of marriage.

The next day he was about to go to war, but he didn't come.

Qingluan wanted to go to war with her, but she kept it tough.

She said, qingluan, keep the palace of light for me. If this war is defeated, you will stay here and wait for me. There is too much war smoke on the battlefield. I'm afraid of getting lost. If you are here, I can find you with your thoughts.

But she was defeated, but she didn't die, and qingluan remembered her words all the time.

When Yunxi went to qingluan, she suddenly remembered something. She ran to the backyard where the palace maid lived and scratched desperately on the land with her hands covered with blood.

Finally, a linen wrapped thing was taken out of the mud by her.

Qingluan said with a smile and tears, "the day before an Jieyu entered the palace of Han Guang, I secretly hid Miss Xi's memorial tablet here. No one knows."

She gently opened the linen. It was an uneven wooden board with crooked handwriting engraved with a knife.

Sister AI, the seat of Huaxi.

Yunxi squatted on the side of qingluan, gently touched the green silk behind her, and burst into tears in her eyes: "after the painter's accident, Wenzhi will not allow any memorial tablets to be left, and where will the hundreds of lives of the painting house return their souls..."

Housekeeper Zhang, who had often done wrong but was very regular, didn't save enough two hundred taels of silver and didn't marry his daughter-in-law.

The pretty boy who filled her with love poems with a red face and refused to eat for seven days after being rejected was the most accurate and hardworking child in the accounting room of the painting house. Finally, he cried red and killed himself in front of her.

The mean looking Sanniang, careful but gentle erniang, often compares with her and makes her some warm bedding. Sometimes erniang carries Sanniang and sends her some gouache and rouge to the battlefield. When Sanniang finds out, she will also quarrel. Sanniang says erniang is blind and courteous, and either rape or steal. But that day, they all died in front of the painting house for her.

Yunxi didn't dare to think. She stroked qingluan's hair, and each finger trembled: "how about going to Qianling county with me?"

Qingluan didn't answer her, but sat in the soil, buried her head on the memorial tablet, and finally cried out: "Miss Xi, I'm sorry. If an Jieyu finds your memorial tablet after coming in, she will lose it. She has to bury you in this place. Your suffering is not in vain. I'm sorry for you..."

Yunxi held qingluan in her arms. Qingluan just sobbed gently.

How she wanted to tell qingluan that she was the person on the memorial tablet, but she couldn't say it or say it. She has too many things to do in the future. Ningxiluo should repay her debt sooner or later!

"Girl, if I go to Qianling county with you, would you like me to take Miss Xi's memorial tablet?" qingluan looked at the people in front of her in a panic, but found Yunxi stunned. Qingluan shook her head again and hurriedly explained, "I'm naturally grateful to you for saving me. This time -"

Yunxi grabbed qingluan's hand and hid directly behind the big tree.

Hanguang palace passed by two patrolling bodyguards, looked at the backyard and left.

Yunxi gently let go of qingluan's hand and whispered, "if Wenzhi finds you carrying this thing, it will kill you sooner or later. Your master wants you to live, do you understand?"

"Of course I understand! But how can my life be worth Miss Xi's memorial tablet? If there is no memorial tablet, Miss Xi will have no home!" qingluan's voice grew louder. She stood up and directly hit the wall, "there is no Hanguang palace and no letter. Miss Xi can't come back. What's the meaning of my life!"

Yunxi directly struck down behind qingluan, and qingluan fainted in her arms.

The tablet fell to the ground.

How can you be so stubborn? For a memorial tablet, even life? How can you be so stupid?

Yunxi put qingluan under the tree, picked up the memorial tablet and patted the dust on it. She never thought she would touch her memorial tablet and see the old people.

Miss Xi

How long has it been since anyone called her that?

After Yunxi stuffed the memorial tablet into his sleeve, he wanted to help qingluan stand up, but he found the sound behind him: "manager Zhang?"

The man walked out of the shadow directly, but Zhang Liang in blue official clothes. He smiled and said, "two girls, the emperor announced."

Yunxi drooped her eyes and qingluan lay quietly on the ground. Did Zhang Liang see the memorial tablet in her sleeve pocket? Insinuating, her tone was calm: "summon me, or qingluan?"

"Naturally, I summoned the second girl, but the servant found the second girl after a long time. Lord Shen asked for the maid from the emperor, but didn't expect it to be given to the girl?" Zhang Liang said with a strange look in his eyes. He just glanced at the heavy sleeves of Yunxi. "If you take this thing to the heart nourishing hall, will the girl have life to come out alive?"

Yunxi took out the memorial tablet again, wrapped it in linen and hid it in qingluan's arms.

Zhang Liang helped her many times. Naturally, he could not be planned as an enemy. Yunxi was also worried at this time: "do you want to help me with Liuyan, or do you have other purposes for me?"

"Why do you have to break the casserole and ask the truth? The slave is the slave of the emperor, the master of each palace, and the second girl. I have said this many times, but the second girl still doesn't understand."

"Yunxi understands that not asking is the answer." Yunxi's eyes smiled. "Please send qingluan back to Feishuang hall. Liuyan should have a lot to ask her."