This queen is not too curly

Outside the emperor's bedroom, the new moon is like a hook.

The entire courtyard has fallen into a deep sleep.

Yan Yuan had already memorized the location of the Imperial Study Room, and walked into the study room without making a sound.

As soon as she entered the door, she went straight to the cabinet where she had failed to peek last time, and when she touched the latch, she pulled back to open the door.

But I didn't want to, and I was hindered.

……Um?

Yan Yuan realized belatedly that the black cabinet was locked by someone at some time.

She opened the window so that the moonlight could shine on the cabinet by the window, and then pulled out a hairpin and inserted it into the small padlock.

The lock is not big, but extremely delicate, Yan Yuan frowned and fiddled with it for a while, and finally sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, it won't open.

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth viciously on the spot.

A small lock, in fact, she can break it with brute force, but if that happens, she will definitely be found out tomorrow.

Let's find another place first, maybe the key is also here.

Having made up her mind, Yan Yuan retreated to the desk in the study.

There is still a stack of unapproved memorials on the desk.

Yan Yuan lit a candle, roughly wrote down the order of the objects on the table, and then gently picked up the documents to read.

There was nothing special about the document, but the repeated sentence on it attracted Yan Yuan's attention: This matter has been reported to Empress Dowager Cide, and His Majesty Wanwang has given her permission.

To put it mildly, it doesn't sound very pleasant.

Yan Yuan sighed sympathetically.

She originally thought that this was the case for the inner palace, but she didn't expect that it was the same for the previous dynasty.

Chen Lingshen ascended the throne when he was young, and the Empress Dowager of Kindness listened to the government behind the curtain, but in theory, the Empress Dowager had already returned to power when he was 16 years old, it seems that this is not always the case.

The dog emperor's life is a bit aggrieved.

There is nothing on the table.

Yan Yuan crossed the desk and came to the bookcase, glanced around, and began to flip through the books one by one.

She wanted to find some clues of Kui Yuying, such as archives, letters, or other documents, but she found nothing after searching for a long time.

Instead, I found a lot of the emperor's medical records, which recorded the large and small treatments he had received for insomnia over the years, which opened her eyes to being able to sleep on the bed.

Yan Yuan couldn't imagine.

What happens when a person can't sleep all the time?
The long night is long, day and night go back and forth, how does it feel?
Yan Yuan hesitated for a while, then continued to browse, and found a booklet at the end of the long medical case.

It turned out to be her dowry list.

The dowry receipt was a long volume, and at the end there was a small comment: Yan's female kite, there has been no change for the time being, and her life is preserved to see the aftermath.

The handwriting is beautiful, elegant and elegant.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Thank you so much for not killing him.

Yan Yuan rolled her eyes and aimed at the second floor of the bookshelf.

On the second floor, there are some idle books, chronicles of local customs, most of which are outside the northern fortress. These are not surprising, but gradually, the chronicles of scenery have become some maps of marching records.

Yan Yuan flipped through the copywriting, only to feel more and more familiar, and the cold sweat broke out on the back.

Sure enough, at the end of the page, a transfer document fell out.

The new captain: Ning Bai.

……

Even she had never seen this transfer letter.

Just before Xue Yuan rescued her, she had assisted Ji Fei in battle and won a second-class meritorious service. Ji Fei had promised to promote her, but it was a pity that the entire Jianbo camp could not return to the camp. She did not know that there was such a A document is waiting for me.

Yan Yuan stared blankly at the transfer document, her nose a little sore.

More panic.

Those marching trajectories, as well as this transfer order, are by no means something that can be obtained casually.

Chen Ling was so envious of him that he had been chasing Ning Bai.

But three years ago, the young general Ning Bai had died outside the Great Wall, and his past and life had long been buried in the snow field. This is a well-known fact. After Chen Lingshen recovered, he also rewarded Ning Bai's border guards and bestowed loyalty on them. Peerless plaque.

Obviously, everyone was happy with this matter.

Why is Chen Lingshen still investigating Ning Bai?
What is he suspicious of?
Or have you found something?
Yan Yuan was distracted, and her actions of flipping through the pages became more and more anxious.

Suddenly something fell from Ning Bai's order book, and there was a crisp sound on the ground——ding.

Startled, Yan Yuan bent down and groped on the ground, and soon found the object.

That is……

A small key.

……

Yan Yuan held her breath.

After thinking about it, she stood up, walked slowly to the dark cabinet by the window, and inserted the key into the lock.

The key turned slowly, and the padlock made a slight "click" sound, and it opened smoothly.

Yan Yuan's fingertips landed on the door latch, slowly pulled it open, and a breath of aloes came through the gap in the cabinet door, before the contents inside reached Yan Yuan's mouth and nose, instantly arousing her heartbeat.

The cabinet door was opened.

The glowing candlelight illuminates the contents inside.

Yan Yuan's breathing and heartbeat died together at this moment.

……

Inside the cabinet is a spirit tablet.

There are a few simple words written in golden script on the spirit tablet: Ning Bai, Lieutenant of the Frontier Defense Academy.

Other than that, nothing.

……

Yan Yuan stood blankly in front of the spiritual tablet.

After 1 years, she finally felt her heart beating again.

She never thought that Ning Bai would have her own tablet.

Most of the people who knew Ning Bai in this world are already dead, and died in the snow mountain with no bones left.

Even she herself had erased that experience from her life long ago.

It's just a false identity, a past that she can never go back and dare not look back, and buried under the snow for a long time is his best ending.

She has always been so convinced.

until now.

Standing in front of the coffin, she quietly heard her own heartbeat.

It's just that every time it beats, an indescribable soreness overflows from the chest, and slowly spreads to the whole body bit by bit along with the blood vessels around the body.

Chen Ling looked down on him, hadn't he forgotten Ning Bai?

……

Standing in front of the spiritual seat, Yan Yuan had mixed feelings, and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past her ears.

The wind did not come from outside the window, but from inside the study.

Suddenly alert, she turned her head to look at the door of the study, and she found that the door had been opened at some point, and there was a figure standing at the door, who had been looking at her for an unknown amount of time, but she didn't notice it.

"what are you doing?"

An indifferent voice sounded.

It was Chen Lingchen.

Yan Yuan's heartbeat suddenly increased.

Is it too late to open the window now?
Only one thought flashed in Yan Yuan's mind.

At this moment, Chen Lingchen had already walked towards her without hesitation.

He didn't know when he took off his coat and only wore a thin obscene garment. At this time, the moon shadow and candlelight outlined his slender body, like a scarecrow in clothes or a ghost under the dark night.

"I……"

I can't sleep and read a book?

Then accidentally found the key in the bookcase, and finally opened the locked cabinet?

No ghost will believe this reason, right?
Yan Yuan's heart was in a mess.

In the midst of the confusion, there was a sudden cold and hard touch on the wrist.

It was Chen Ling's heavy phalanx, which clamped her wrist like a cage, and suddenly dragged her towards him. The next moment, Yan Yuan's head hit a solid wall.

Those were Chen Ling's thin shoulders.

"Your Majesty..."

Yan Yuan gasped in pain and gasped.

With just this breath, she felt a buzzing in her head, and her legs and feet almost went weak.

The candle in her hand fell to the ground, and the flame flickered and went out.

what happened?

Is the potion given by Chen Niang so powerful?
Is the dosage really just to make people fall asleep and dream like she said? ?

Yan Yuan quickly held her breath, stretched out her upper hand to press Chen Ling's chest, and she became more conscious.

But this action seemed to have annoyed Chen Lingchen. He lowered his head and muttered something, then grabbed Yan Yuan's wrist, twisted her arms, and forced her to get close to his body.

He only used brute force to restrain Yan Yuan, and soon buried his head on her shoulder.

Yan Yuan only felt that her shoulders were so sore that she almost blurted out swear words.

What is this dog going crazy?

She was about to resist, but a strange warmth came from her neck, and an indescribable sensation spread around her shoulders.

That was Chen Ling's deep breathing.

He circled her, and his hot breath fell on her neck.

It was like a wild beast sucking the breath of its prey. The messy, rapid breath, mixed with a deep and broken voice, resounded in her ears:

"It's raining……"

"Did you hear, it's raining..."

Yan Yuan finally heard the vague words in Chen Lingchen's mouth.

Is he really... sober?
Yan Yuan no longer struggled.

She tentatively opened her mouth: "Your Majesty, turn your head and look out of the window. It's...not raining outside."

However, Chen Lingchen ignored it.

He buried his head on her shoulder, his hoarse voice was mixed with tremors, as if he had fallen into a nightmare from which he could not wake up, and he repeated the same words over and over again in despair: "It's raining...it's really raining...you do not go……"

It was obvious that Chen Lingchen was insane at the moment.

It was probably Chen Niang's medicine. The effect of the medicine was not as mild and stable as she said. Chen Lingchen did not lie obediently on the bed and have nightmares, but... came to her with nightmares.

This is really a blessing in misfortune.

Yan Yuan thought to herself, it was better than being caught by Chen Ling, who was sober.

Yan Yuan collected her mind and said in a low voice, "I was wrong, it really is raining outside."

Chen Lingshen still did not let go, his breathing paused and slowed down a lot.

It seemed he could still hear.

Much easier to hear.

Yan Yuan thought for a while, and tried her best to soften her tone: "Since it's raining outside, I'm sure I won't leave, can you let me go first?"

Chen Lingshen still did not let go, and he even tightened his grip.

Yan Yuan could only feel the warm breath sweeping from behind her ears, and even her breathing became a little messy. Before she could react, a wet tingling suddenly came from her neck.

He actually bit her.

The next moment a vicious voice sounded: "I don't believe it! You have always been a liar!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

I'm not I'm just a backer!

Yan Yuan was so painful that she omitted [-] swear words, and said with difficulty: "But my hand hurts... I... I have an injury..."

She wasn't lying. The position of Chen Lingshen restraining her happened to hit the old scar on her shoulder. She was in so much pain that she couldn't use any strength, so she could only grit her teeth and try to discuss with him: "Can you first..."

Yan Yuan didn't say anything, but Chen Lingchen let go of him as if his hands and feet had been scalded suddenly.

"Injury...how about the injury...does it hurt..."

His tone was flustered, and he reached out and fumbled forward.

Yan Yuan was startled again.

There is moonlight clearly outside the window, so it's not like you can't see your fingers in the study.

But Chen Lingchen seemed to be invisible, fumbled frantically, found her shoulder, and groped around her body.The moonlight illuminated his face, and the panic was clearly visible on his face.

That was Chen Lingchen, whom she had never seen before.

Whether it was Xueyuan three years ago or Gongwei three years later, she had never seen him with such an expression, flustered and anxious.

who can that be?

Yan Yuan heard a voice in her heart whispering an inquiry.

The one who, in his nightmare, worried and begged not to abandon him.

No matter who it is, it must be someone extremely important to him.

Yan Yuan sighed lightly.

There was some congestion in his chest for no reason.

But it's not a big deal.

She grabbed Chen Ling's fluttering hand and asked in a low voice, "You...can't see now?"