This queen is not too curly

Chapter 52
As the daughter of the Marquis of Dingbei, she could have been a golden branch and jade leaf, but she only had half her life left; she entered the palace for this half life, but was involved in the struggle for power and became a pawn of others.

Did she think she could find a way out in this crack?

Or delusional that he would believe her ridiculous reasons?

Just because of the pain?

Chen Ling lowered his head and took a sip of his tea. When he looked up again, he found that the red light had completely disappeared into the dark night, and his brows frowned even more tightly.

"The tea is cold."

Luo Ziqiu's voice sounded from behind him.

Chen Lingshen didn't look back, nor did he listen to dissuasion. He still took a sip of tea, then raised his hand, and threw the tea and the cup out together.

Although the tea has been cooled for a long time, the medicinal effect is still there.

It can relieve the poison of lamp oil burning in the pavilion.

Luo Ziqiu stood behind Chen Lingchen and looked in the direction of his line of sight. Although there were no traces in the distance, he knew that was the direction of Yan Yuan going down the mountain.

Really interesting.

Luo Ziqiu hooked the corner of his mouth.

He originally thought that Yan Yuan would definitely die tonight.

She is Yan Zhou's daughter, and she tried her best in front of him, and she almost broke through Chen Lingchen's most Nilin's secret...

Chen Lingchen had never been a generous and benevolent king, each and every one of them was enough to make her die without a place to bury her.

But she happened to escape from the tiger's mouth again.

Is it just a coincidence?
Luo Ziqiu took a calm look at Chen Ling.

At this time, the young king lowered his head, with no expression on his face, but there was still a rare trace of sullenness between his brows, and he didn't know if he was annoyed by the conversation just now, or something else.

Naturally, Luo Ziqiu didn't dare to ask.

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky. At this time, the night was coming to an end, and there was already a faint light in the eastern sky.

It was almost daylight.

Luo Ziqiu took a deep breath and said seriously, "Your Majesty, it's getting late."

Chen Ling raised his head heavily.

Luo Ziqiu said: "The auspicious time calculated by the old monk is today. All civil and military officials left late yesterday night, and they will arrive at the imperial mausoleum this morning."

Offering sacrifices to imperial tombs has been an important agenda since ancient times.

The emperor went first and stayed overnight in the imperial mausoleum to recharge his batteries. Civil and military officials traveled in the middle of the night and arrived on the same day.

The rolling rocks at the foot of the mountain have already been cleaned up, and everything is in order.

Now there is only one thing left that has not been settled:
Those three corpses in the hot spring hut.

Luo Ziqiu said lightly: "Your Majesty, those three who saw Bo Ying...need to be sent away as soon as possible, otherwise they may be bumped into by people going up the mountain."

He actually didn't quite understand, Chen Ling and Shen Mingming could identify the corpses at the foot of the mountain, so why did they have to be sent up the mountain?

Now that the hot springs on the mountain are warm, the body has begun to rot. Even if it is transported down the mountain quickly, it may be easily bumped into or smelled by the civil and military officials up the mountain.

But if it is kept secretly in the mountains for a few days...

Luo Ziqiu sighed, maybe it was really ugly.

Chen Ling said calmly: "Send them to the top of the mountain and cremate them."

Luo Ziqiu was taken aback, wondering if he heard it wrong.

This is the Mausoleum of the Chu Clan, which is the dragon vein of the entire Yan Kingdom. Even if a deer dies in this mountain, it will be dragged down the mountain to be buried for burial, for fear of ruining the Fengshui of the Lingshan Mountain.

And he actually wanted to move the bodies of those three to the top of the mountain for cremation?
This, how is this possible?

Luo Ziqiu was startled and frightened, and lost his voice: "Your Majesty! Absolutely not, the imperial mausoleum is an important place, where the dragon's veins are, how can it be allowed..."

Chen Lingshen was indifferent.

His eyes were lowered, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Why not."

……

When Yan Yuan returned to the palace, the palace people had already turned upside down, and seeing her appear, the palace people's tears were about to fly out.

so far so good.

The rabbit and the queen, at least one came back.

Ruan Zhu roared anxiously: "Your Majesty, you may be back, luckily you didn't miss the hour."

Yan Yuan was dumbfounded: "What time?"

Ruan Zhu said: "It's time for sacrifice!"

Yan Yuanchi asked: "Isn't it noon?"

The old monk recalculated the time, which is today's noon, which is more than two hours away from now.She didn't sleep most of the night, and she originally wanted to catch up on a good night's sleep.

Unexpectedly, Jue didn't sleep well. As soon as she arrived at the palace, she was greeted by the palace people, followed by a whole set of bathing, burning incense and freshening up. Finally, she was pushed down and made to operate in front of the dressing table. She finally became a beautiful woman. The graceful and luxurious queen of the dynasty.

Ruan Zhu looked at Yan Yuan's puzzled face, and sighed, "Your Majesty, you don't think you only need to go out at noon, do you?"

Yan Yuan raised her head: "Otherwise?"

Ruan Zhu: "..."

Ruan Zhu suddenly realized that Yan Yuan might really know very little about the affairs of the palace.

According to common sense, before she enters the palace, there should be a nanny to teach etiquette. Even if she doesn't, as the queen of the dynasty, after entering the palace, there will be someone responsible for guiding and teaching these matters.

But her mother-in-law fell ill after entering the palace.

She is not favored and has a soft temper, so these places are not the only ones being treated harshly?
With a thought in Ruan Zhu's mind, a raging flame ignited in his chest again, and he took another look at her white and tender mother, and the anger in his heart suddenly turned into distress.

God is so unfair.

What kind of skill is it to pick soft buns and bully them?
Ruan Zhu took a low breath, and made the final adjustments to the phoenix hairpin on Yan Yuan's head. By the way, his poor master said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Concubine Xu will not take the lead."

Yan Yuan looked at Ruan Zhu in the mirror inexplicably.

She didn't understand why she suddenly saw in Ruan Zhu's eyes... um, a look of pity?

He could only cast a puzzled look: "?"

Ruan Zhu gently tidied up the last few messy hairs with his fingertips, and said with a sneer, "Even if Concubine Xu is the only one to be favored, the only one who can accompany the Holy Majesty today is the empress."

Ruan Zhu gritted his teeth: "This servant will definitely help the empress win the heart of the Holy Majesty!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Ruan Zhu's eyes were full of anger, Yan Yuan was dumbfounded, and for a moment didn't know how to tell her that there was no need to plan these things.

She has no interest in Chen Lingshen.

……

But even if she is not interested, the empress is Yan Yuan's livelihood after all.

At noon, she was dressed in court clothes, got into the sedan chair, and went all the way to the real mausoleum of the ancestors of the ancestors.

"The Queen has arrived—"

At that time, the weather was bright and clear, and all civil and military officials were already kneeling in front of the mausoleum.

Yan Yuan walked slowly amidst the sound of worship from all the officials, and saw Chen Lingchen in a black court dress from a distance.At this time, everyone's faces were full of solemnity and solemnity, but he was the only one who was expressionless, standing alone as if he was just an unrelated person, which was shockingly abrupt.

I don't know if he also had this look on the day they got married?
Yan Yuan's heart moved.

Chen Lingchen was already close in front of him, he stretched out his hand towards her, Yan Yuan thought for a while, then put her hand in Chen Lingchen's palm, and walked together with him to the group of officials.

Noon has come.

All the officials knelt down and saluted.

The sound of scriptures recited by the master of Huguo Temple resounded through the sky.

Before the opening of the ceremony, Yan Yuan's eyes searched for her father's figure among all the civil and military officials.

That old fox has been claiming to be sick for a long time, and today is the emperor's mausoleum sacrifice, so he can't escape by claiming to be sick on such an occasion, right?

Her eyes turned back and forth among the officials several times, and finally found him at the front of the queue of generals.Sure enough, the old fox was dressed in an official uniform, with a vigorous face and a dignified appearance. How could he look haggard?
Perhaps sensing her gaze, Yan Zhou also turned his head, and his eyes met Yan Yuan's.

Yan Zhou hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his index finger, and gestured for silence.

Meaning it goes without saying.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan looked back in disgust.

On the way, she casually glanced at the queue of civil servants, and suddenly found a special man.

The man seemed to be in his early thirties, with a gentle and meaningful face, but he stood frankly at the head of the civil servants.

Are you in such a high position at such a young age?
Yan Yuan took a second look curiously.

He also obviously noticed Yan Yuan's gaze, bowed towards Yan Yuan, and made a pilgrimage slowly.

Yan Yuan nodded and looked away.

This ceremony took a long time, and Yan Yuan didn't dare to look around easily, so she put her hands together, kneeled reverently on the cushion under her body, and closed her eyes amidst the sound of chanting sutras.

She doesn't really believe in ghosts and gods.

However, in today's situation, she suddenly had a strange reverie: If there are ghosts in this world, it would be great if the dead souls of Boying are still there. If they can see them, will they guide her to find Kui quickly? What about the whereabouts of Yu Ying?

The next moment, Yan Yuan felt that her thoughts were funny again.

If they can really see it, and find out that the former brother has become the present Yan Yuan, how will they feel?I'm afraid it will scare me to death.

She wanted to laugh a little, so she lowered her head even more.

Looks more pious.

Seeing this, the old officials in the front row immediately had a sore nose.

In the past three years, Shengshang brought the noble concubine with him every year for sacrifices.

Originally, there was no noble concubine in the imperial mausoleum sacrifice, so it was fine for him to bring it along, but that noble concubine was dressed in an unrefined way, and she often made ugly appearances at the ceremony, making the old officials breathless .

Now look at the empress in front of you.

She was wearing a court dress. Although she was thin, she had a passable figure. She was a little cowardly, but her etiquette was proper. She was dignified as a dignified palace should have.

The veterans almost burst into tears.

Three years, already three years!
The ancestors of the emperor finally appeared! ! !

……

The long memorial ceremony came to an end unconsciously, and Yan Yuan was also very satisfied with her performance.She is an excellent humanoid puppet, who kneels down when asked to bow, burns incense when asked to light incense, kowtows when asked to kowtow, and she completes every process very well.

The fly in the ointment is that there is always a gaze entangled with her, making her feel uncomfortable.

That was Chen Lingchen.

Not only did he light the incense perfunctorily, but he also knocked his head hastily. During the whole ceremony, he also glanced at her from time to time, and his half-smile mocking eyes glanced across her face.

It's like watching fish in a lotus pond or watching birds in a forest.

The dog emperor's interest today is to watch her kowtow.

At the end of the ceremony, Yan Yuan finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked him, "Your Majesty has been watching the concubine, but what's wrong with the concubine's etiquette?"

Chen Ling said calmly, "No."

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth and said, "Then why does Your Majesty keep looking at the concubine?"

Chen Ling said leisurely: "Gu just thinks that the queen's visit is very pious."

Just now when he saw her dressed in court clothes and came to the mausoleum with a solemn face, he felt a little weird, and when he saw her kneeling in front of the tomb piously, he felt even more indescribably weird.

She took off the heavy fur coat, and she looked much thinner.When kneeling in front of the mausoleum, he clasped his hands together, bent over, and remained motionless, looking more and more like a... mushroom.

A pious, quiet mushroom.

Chen Ling's eyes were full of disgust.

Yan Yuan didn't understand, so: "Is it strange that the priest kneels and worships piously?"

Chen Ling said calmly: "The daughter of a murderer also believes in ghosts and gods?"

Yan Yuan finally understood, it turned out he meant this.Her father is indeed a killer. In the early years, he fought with the late emperor on the battlefield, and he slaughtered not one or two cities. If there were ghosts and gods, then Dingbeihou's mansion was probably full of dead souls. How could the people in the mansion sleep?
Yan Yuan said: "Killed many people, shouldn't you kowtow to make atonement?"

Chen Ling was taken aback for a moment, as if she hadn't thought that she would comment on her father like this.

Yan Yuan thought for a while and said: "Besides, if the dead people really bless the people with good weather and can make people live a long life, wouldn't it be a good deal to pay respects and kowtow a few times?"

Chen Lingshen: "..."

The sacrificial mausoleum was still finishing, and the officials were still kneeling in place.

Yan Yuan's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach Chen Lingchen's ears.

Anyway, it was already a mess anyway, she was already too lazy to pretend, she simply raised her head and looked directly into Chen Lingchen's eyes.

Yan Yuan: "Your Majesty, are we..."

She still wanted to ask tentatively to see if the conversation in the morning counted, but before she could open her mouth, she suddenly felt a strange feeling on her back.

—someone was watching her.

Soon there were footsteps behind her, followed by a loud laugh, and then someone saluted Yan Yuan: "My lord, please pray to the Holy Spirit for long live."

It was the sound of barking teeth and claws.

Yan Yuan has never heard such an undisguised voice in the past few years since she entered the palace. She turned her head curiously, and what appeared in front of her was a young man in his early thirties.

He was wearing a golden satin and brocade court dress, his brows were full of spirits, his eyes fell on Yan Yuan presumptuously, and after sweeping around, he slowly said: "Your Majesty is a thousand years old."

Yan Yuan looked at him calmly.

In Yan State, black is the most respected, followed by gold, and the number of people who can wear gold can be counted on one hand.Judging from his age and appearance, this person is probably Chen Lingchen's elder brother——

Xuan Wang Chu Jing Yu.

He was the only one who dared to look at the current queen with such eyes, without worrying about Longyan's fury.

Sure enough, Chen Lingshen didn't get angry, he just lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said calmly, "Long time no see, Brother Huang."

Chu Jingyu's eyes still stayed on Yan Yuan.

He belatedly said: "Long time no see, the Holy Majesty's taste is much weaker."

Yan Yuan: "........."

(End of this chapter)