Emperor will kill

Chapter 81 The dead are back

Looking at the invitation from the person in front of him, Chen Xiangxi took a few steps back, and said with a sneer:
"No need. As a slave, I naturally know what to do instead. Besides, if I live in the prime minister's mansion, if I am seen and used by someone with a heart, then I really can't argue with it."

"Besides, he has clearly prohibited my behavior. If you risk your life again, you may lose your life."

As soon as she heard it, she became angry, Shen Tinglan hurriedly leaned over and said:
"The emperor was angry and did something wrong, and offended the empress unintentionally. If the empress still cares about it, why don't you spread this anger on the humble official. As long as he can forgive the emperor and have the same relationship with him as before, the inferior official is willing to do anything."

Chen Xiangxi just folded his arms and hummed lightly.

"Did something wrong?"

She snorted.

"If it's just having an affair with another woman, marrying a wife and taking a concubine, that's fine. I don't care. Even if he kills me with a sword, that's nothing to blame. I know how stupid the things I did before, He deserves death, I owe him, I owe him two lives, if he wants to go back, he can just take it. I never cared about it."

She spoke, paused, and then her voice became softer.

"It's just that what bothers me is the Danqing Palace."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her, and a sneer appeared on her face again.

"He bloodbathed the Danqing Palace, is this called being angry and doing something wrong?"

Shen Tinglan was eager to defend but didn't know how to describe it, so she anxiously said:

"He He"

He lost his voice as he spoke, and wanted to defend himself, but because the situation at that time was too complicated, he couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, and his forehead was sweating in a moment of anxiety, but he didn't know how to say it.

The emperor had ordered that this matter should not be mentioned to anyone, especially her, and must be completely silent.

Shen Tinglan was straightening out her words, only listening to the human voice in front of her eyes:

"He knew it clearly. The Danqing Palace is very important to me. It was left to me by Lingjun"

His voice was trembling, with twitching and choking, which made him stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.

Damn, she actually cried? !
Seeing the sparkle in the corner of her eyes, he stared blankly, and his thoughts were confused for a while.

She actually cried
Such a proud person, such a person who is not afraid of anything, such an extremely arrogant and arrogant person, actually, actually can cry.
Or for someone other than the emperor.
As he watched, he felt a little complicated for a while, thousands of thoughts came to his mind, seeing her with complicated emotions.

As his most caring subject, seeing him silently endure countless pains behind his back for her sake, endure countless difficulties for her, even willing to give up his life for her, but still unable to fully love her, he It's really a bit indignant for him.

Even though he really appreciates the talent of the person in front of him.

Just as I was thinking, I heard the person in front of me say again:

"He clearly knew."

He looked up again, only to see her sobbing while wiping her tears:

"It would be great if Xuanyun was here. If he was here, I wouldn't be wronged so much."

Meal after meal, sniffing.

He must have been wronged by the emperor.
Shen Tinglan paused, hesitated and said:

"Things back then were not what you saw, Madam."

"What did I see?"

The voice was disdainful, mixed with hesitation, he couldn't help but froze, and quickly stopped talking.

She only heard a cold snort from between her nostrils, and said:
"Shen Tinglan, what do you mean?"

"The eight halls and twelve halls of Danqing Palace are all carved from the most pure marble in the world. He was slaughtered overnight, there are bones everywhere, and blood flows like a river, you tell me this is careless?"

"He clearly knows that my favorite is sitting on the top of the Canaan Palace and looking up, taking a nap in the wind, and even spilling blood on it on purpose, isn't it aimed at me? Of the eight halls and twelve palaces, only the Canaan Palace was killed. It was covered with blood, and after a while it was all dried to black, it was shocking, why this temple? Are you going to tell me that he just hates this temple?"

Sentences of accusation, sentence of pressing question, the voice became louder and louder, and at the end she wished she could yell out completely, Shen Tinglan stopped her mouth immediately - she must have been irritated.

He lowered his head, not daring to say another word, only listening to the person in front of him continue:

"What's more, I'm the Palace Master"

The voice quieted down.

Shen Tinglan's eyes darkened.

It should be guilt for this matter.

She is the current owner of the Danqing Palace. When the Danqing Palace was massacred, she did not stand up to protect the palace, but was in other places. She must have felt uncomfortable.
For a while, there was nothing between the two of them.

Shen Tinglan paused, then hesitated and said:

"Your Majesty, it's hard to talk about that matter. If it's possible, you'd better ask the emperor. The emperor was really not what you imagined at the time."

He considered his words, keeping his voice as steady as possible so as not to irritate her again.

Then he just listened to the person in front of him, sneered and said:
"he?"

Immediately afterwards, she continued to press.

"Everyone is dead, why should I ask?"

As she spoke, her voice couldn't help raising her voice a little higher.

"Of all the witnesses at that time, except for those dead people, he and your personal attendants were the only ones. Of course you will tell him."

Shen Tinglan paused and explained with a good temper:
"Back then, I was with the emperor and witnessed the whole process with my own eyes. That scene, even if I saw it with my own eyes, it would be unbelievable, let alone telling you to someone who hasn't seen it?"

He spoke more and more urgently.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is not what you think he is, he really is"

He was thinking about how he should tell the person in front of him that Feng Shi Zan was really not what she imagined, but he heard her sneer.

Then, he became anxious, and he was a little speechless.

"It is precisely because he is his personal favorite that he knows his feelings for you. You don't even know that on the night of the wedding, after you stabbed him, and after Beizhi and other courtiers found him at the bottom of the valley, his The look. The look."

That kind of scene was too cruel and terrifying, just a single thought was enough to make him shiver all over, how could it be possible to express it clearly?
So, I saw him froze all over, and then lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, I'm so humble, I really can't bear to see the Emperor like that again."

His voice was very low, and he was a little anxious, because he really didn't know how to express that scene to the person in front of him.

If he really didn't love her, why would he be willing to crush his heart and give up all human feelings just to make himself forget her?
At that time, their courtiers were all standing beside him, watching him bleeding from his heart one by one, and stabbing his heart to pieces. Every time he stabbed, his whole body convulsed and twitched, but he still screamed "" Xi'er", muttering that it was still her name.

At that time, he was covered in blood, dripping with blood, as if he had just been fished out of a sea of ​​blood.

What a proud man he is, just for her, he knelt down on the ground willingly, his whole body was stained with blood and sweat, his painful ten fingers scratched deep marks on the ground, and even his nails were cut off , Suffering waves of pain and torture.

Just to survive, see her again, and ask her for an answer.

One, about why she lied to him.

One, about why she was so cruel that she lied to him for ten years.

At that time, he looked at it and only hated himself, why he didn't have the ability to kill her.

It's better not to let the people in front of me suffer such inhuman pain.

That knife stabbed his heart there?

What was broken was obviously all the tender past she had given him, a fantasy dream that she had woven for more than ten years, an illusion that she had lied to her for a whole ten years.

He is such a proud person, he has never tolerated any betrayal, especially such a terrible betrayal.

Even after suffering such a betrayal, he still couldn't bear to hurt her, so he chose to hurt himself.

Then, just listen to the humanity in front of you:
"No matter how he was at that time, I don't love him now."

Shen Tinglan paused, not knowing how to explain it to the person in front of him, so he just whispered:
"My lady."

But she took the topic away.

"Now he is the Zulong, the Zulong who ruled the world, and the emperor of the Wuming Kingdom. Naturally, he has to assume the responsibility of his own emperor. Marrying a wife and taking concubines is just to consolidate the power of the court. And I, as a subjugated country The princess, as the owner of the Danqing Palace, has a deep blood feud with him, and she is no longer the guardian of the country."

She spoke with a wry smile.

"He's not like him anymore, and I'm not me anymore. Between us, talking about love is too extravagant."

I don't know if it's because that smile is too vicissitudes, she seldom shows it, so that Shen Tinglan has an illusion for a moment when she looks at it.

It seemed that the person in front of him, the person who dared to fight against his own destiny, was not the person in front of him.

How could it be her?

She is obviously such a proud person.

As a woman, the fate she faces is to sit in a deep boudoir, be a female celebrity quietly, learn poetry, book etiquette, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and then reach a proper age to marry under the arrangement of her parents. A husband whom I have never even seen face to face.

As for her, as a princess of a country, her fate may be even more miserable. She even needs to marry far away for the benefit of the country, and never come back for the rest of her life.

There is no choice of one's own, no future of one's own, and freedom of oneself.

Everything should be obeyed by the parents and the country, obedient, without any thoughts of their own.

And she didn't.

She chose to hold a sword in her hand, and as a weak woman, she assumed the righteousness of her family and country, put on a horse, fought on the battlefield, and chose to fight for the country.

This kind of thing is extremely difficult just to think about it, but she actually crushed the difficulty a little bit and gritted her teeth to do it.

If he hadn't been honored and proud since he was a child, how could he have the courage to make a decision with a country's complicated etiquette and a completely unknown future?
But now when he looked at her, his heart was touched—what happened back then?
Chen Xiangxi said, and continued:

"Now he is surrounded by dangers and murderous intent. I help him just to give him his life back. If this crisis passes, I will be lucky enough to save my life to see him. He spilled his anger on me If you want me to die, I will not resist."

Then, she turned around and walked out of the cold palace gate.

"It's getting late, I'm going back to rest first. If you have nothing else to do on weekdays, don't call me."

Shen Tinglan hurried to catch up, and said anxiously behind her:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really, really, not what you think."

The person in front of him didn't show the slightest intention of stopping, he continued to move forward, and soon, his figure disappeared into the vast night.

Shen Tinglan watched, sighed, shook her head, and looked at where she left for a long time before turning around and leaving.

After a while.

Sitting on the rock, Chen Xiangxi spread out his palms and watched in astonishment as several petals danced in his palms, like butterflies.

Yes.
She watched the petals fluttering, but did not feel the sword energy, and her red eyes were slightly surprised.

wind?
There are still a few crystal beads on the petals in the palm - the traces of her crying just now.

She was wondering how the wind would appear at this time, when she heard a voice from behind.

"Hey, my little princess, what are you crying here?"

With a smile, warm and soft.

To her, that voice was too far away, but she still recognized it at that moment, it was him.

She immediately turned her head to look at the pure white figure standing not far away.

"Ling, Lingjun?"

Yeluxuanyun, word, Lingjun.

She couldn't believe it—how, how could it be him?
But in this world, he is the only one who can call her that.

He is the only one who can call her with such a smile.

I saw that pure white figure walking towards her.

"My little princess, don't cry."

As he got closer, the appearance of that figure was fully revealed.

A head of black long hair hangs down to the waist, with a sterling silver forehead, porcelain white skin, and deep purple eyes.

The pure white gown is spotless, and the purple bracelet on the wrist

She was born in the royal family since she was a child, and she was surrounded by noble sons all day long, but he was the only one who really had a gentle and refined temperament.

Gentle and soft, like a piece of suet jade that can be held in the palm.

Everyone in the world said, "The owner of Danqing Palace is as elegant as jade, a gentleman. Except for the three layers of snow on the emperor's body, no one in the world should wear white clothes."

This is not true.

He is dressed in white clothes that are as snowy as snow, clear and cold, aloof and lofty, like a banished immortal.

I saw him standing in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly, his crimson eyes were full of her figure, with a smile on his face.

Chen Xiangxi stared at him blankly for a long time, his nose turned red.

"Lingjun, I miss you"

　Babies, I will revise this one tomorrow. I don’t have time to finish writing this one today. It’s really too complicated. My sister needs to think about it and write it again. I’ll revise it tomorrow. The previous chapter has been revised, so hurry up and read it. Check it out, check it out, or you won’t understand this chapter
　　
　
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