After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Shen Zhaoyan's teeth were sore after hearing this, and he couldn't help but pinch her face with his hands, "Speak carefully and don't go crazy."

"Let go..."

The two were arguing when the door was suddenly pushed open. He Lianxuan stood at the door and looked at them, his expression unreadable.

Jiang Xuening glared at Shen Zhaoyan, and Shen Zhaoyan slowly let go.

He Lianxuan asked, "Why are you here?"

Shen Zhaoyan coughed while covering her chest, and explained weakly, "The little one saved my life when I was in Tongzhou. She was injured, and I came to see her."

"There are differences between men and women, the prince should learn to avoid suspicion." He Lianxuan taught him a lesson.

Shen Zhaoyan frowned, looking weak and unable to take care of himself. He looked like he would faint if he said a few more words.

He Lianxuan frowned in displeasure, "If you are not feeling well, just take a good rest. Someone will help the prince back to his room to rest."

Shen Zhaoyan was helped away, and before leaving, he glanced at the two of them sadly.

Really know how to act!

Jiang Xue condensed under the quilt and pretended not to speak, for fear that He Lianxuan would torment her again.

He Lianxuan warned her, "Stay away from your son."

"Why?" Jiang Xuening asked knowingly.

"A substitute must have the consciousness of a substitute. From now on, you can only rely on Gu, and you can only look at Gu." He Lianxuan looked down at her condescendingly with the eyes of a kitten or puppy.

She already regarded her as his property. Jiang Xuening raised her eyes and smiled, "But the prince is as beautiful as a flower, and no one can refuse him."

He Lianxuan curled his lips, "If you can't take care of your eyes, just dig them out and keep them."

Jiang Xuening stopped when he saw that it was good and stopped fighting. After all, he had no intention of being blind, and He Lianxuan was so crazy that he felt like he could do anything.

He Lianxuan gave a look, and Jiang Xuening was directly moved to the bamboo bed by two powerful maids, including the quilt.

Jiang Xuening squeezed the corners of the quilt tightly and asked eagerly, "Your Majesty, are you planning to throw me out and freeze me to death?"

He Lianxuan glanced at her coolly, "Don't you want to climb into bed? Let's start by sleeping with her. You will be on duty tonight."

Jiang Xuening was carried to He Lianxuan's room. It was very hot inside, but she didn't feel cold at all.

The maids quickly left, leaving only two people in the room.

Jiang Xue froze on the bamboo bed, mentally greeting his eighteen generations of ancestors. Staying together like this, she was really afraid that she would lose control and get up in the middle of the night and strangle him to death!

He Lianxuan ignored her completely and sat at his desk to handle official duties without even looking at her.

Jiang Xuening hugged the quilt and rehearsed 180 ways to assassinate him in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more sleepy she became.

In order to stay alert, she reluctantly pinched her thigh, finally regaining consciousness.

He Lianxuan also went to the next door to take a shower and changed clothes. He sat on the bed and said nothing.

Jiang Xuening's bamboo bed was three steps away from his bed.

She didn't dare to look up at him, for fear of remembering the past, and even more fear of falling into a nightmare.

But He Lianxuan came over and sat beside the bamboo bed, "Look up."

Jiang Xuening slowly raised her head, looking a little nervous.

He Lianxuan's fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, touching them repeatedly as if possessed.

Such touching was a kind of torture to Jiang Xuening. Her blood surged and she couldn't help but want to vomit.

Before she was nauseated and vomited, Jiang Xuening pushed him away, "Your Majesty, don't do this."

He Lianxuan laughed in a low voice, "This is just the beginning. Don't you want to get higher? Bear with it!"

"I'm not old enough yet." Jiang Xuening reminded him.

He Lianxuan looked into her eyes and said, "As far as you are concerned, I'm not that hungry yet."

She understands and despises her, but loves her eyes to death.

Being your own substitute is a special feeling like swallowing coptis.

He Lianxuan looked at the thin and small man huddled under the quilt and asked in a calm tone, "Do you hate me?"

Jiang Xuening smiled brightly at him, "Hate, I wish I could kill you!"

He Lianxuan was uncharacteristically calm and angry at such a treasonous statement, but said, "I must have carried you away when you were a child."

After that person died, he rarely thought about the past. After meeting Jiang Xuening, the dust-laden memories were suddenly opened.

He had indeed seen her back then. She insisted on chasing her to climb the mountain with them, and she refused to leave when she was tired. It was he who carried her down the mountain.

After a brief encounter, he had long forgotten about this matter.

When Jiang Xuening was young, she was indeed a cute little dumpling that everyone loved.

Jiang Xuening said nothing, she didn't want to discuss the past with him.

He Lianxuan, however, came to the conclusion alone, "Take good care of her. When she grows up, she may be the person most like your sister."

Jiang Xuening suppressed the sarcasm in her eyes, "Your Majesty, have you really loved your sister?"

This was what she asked for her former self. Although reality had already told her the answer, she wanted to hear it from his own mouth.

"This is not something you should ask." He Lianxuan was not prepared to answer, "Please follow me back to Beijing."

Jiang Xuening didn't answer, and He Lianxuan didn't need her answer. He just informed her.

He blew out the candles, lowered the curtains and went to sleep.

The room was dark, but Jiang Xuening couldn't sleep. She tried her best to suppress the hatred in her heart.

Among those who couldn't sleep was Si Nuo.

Wearing thin clothes, she stood alone in the corridor, looking at the stars.

Xiao Mufeng walked over. The talented man, who had always been aloof, looked at her with gentle eyes, "It's cold at night, go back to your room quickly."

There was a hint of sadness in Si Nuo's eyes, "I'm very uneasy."

"What are you uneasy about?" Xiao Mufeng asked.

Although she was wearing a veil, the beauty's frown was still beautiful. Si Nuo said softly, "That girl is a scourge. Your Majesty must not allow her to be taken back."

Xiao Mufeng comforted her gently, "You can't stir up trouble with that kind of appearance."

Si Nuo looked up at the night sky and said in a cold voice, "Before leaving, the high priest calculated for His Majesty that he will encounter his destined love disaster."

Xiao Mufeng's usually expressionless face showed a little bit of surprise, "The saint thinks that person is Jiang Xuening?"

Si Nuo nodded solemnly.

"No way, both the former Princess Chen and the current beloved concubine are both great beauties..."

Did the emperor suddenly go blind?

"Just because she is Gu Mingyue's cousin is enough."

Xiao Mufeng was silent for a while and said sarcastically, "It was like chicken feathers on the ground, but after death, it became an untouchable white moonlight."

Si Nuo said with misty eyes, "Dead White Moonlight is the best White Moonlight. Princess Chen made the mistake of being too dazzling when she was alive."

He is no less dazzling than King Chen back then. The Gu family is full of talented people, and the Gu family army is famous all over the world. As the saying goes, everything that flourishes must eventually decline, and Gu Mingyue's ending confirms this statement.

Since ancient times, the family has been the most ruthless imperial family, and He Lianxuan even ascended to the throne by beheading the one he loved first, killing his wife and ascending to the throne in the right way.

"She must not come to Beijing alive." Si Nuo's voice was murderous in the night, "I am here for her this time."