How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Dead!

Time and space freeze at this moment.

Even everyone's breathing was stagnant.

The entire Kunning Palace seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the poor child with a purple face on the ground who died young.

After all, Queen Zhang saw the body of her child with her own eyes. How painful this must be for a mother!

I do not know how long it has been.

The eunuch who made the big mistake was so frightened that he wet his pants.

Grandma Chen rolled around in panic, crawled to the child, picked up the child and cried repeatedly.

"Death penalty! Death penalty! My Majesty, this slave has committed a capital crime! Please forgive me..."

"stop!"

Zhang Yan finally shouted loudly, her voice piercing everyone's eardrums.

Everyone was so frightened that they knelt down and shouted for mercy.

After Zhang Yan yelled, she was speechless and stared at the child in the other person's hands.

She was not stupid, so she didn't know that the child had not just fallen to death, but had been dead for a long time, and his body had turned purple.

lie!

You are all lying and deceiving me.

I have no peace of mind with my mother and my child. My child is already dead.

She was ecstatic and then met with great sorrow, and her whole body fell into madness.

But after the madness passed, he was pulled back by reality and watched the tragedy in front of his eyes.

She could only keep intertwining and pulling between madness and calmness.

"Mother...mother..."

Lu Lingxuan opened her mouth and shouted, her voice full of sorrow.

She couldn't pretend any longer, burst into tears, and collapsed on the ground.

Zhang Baozhu turned a deaf ear, got up and sat down, and walked slowly to the poor child with bare feet.

She took the child from Nanny Chen's hand, and it was cold as far as she could touch it.

My child, I don’t know how long you have been cold, but I am sorry for you.

Baozhu held the poor child tightly in her arms and put her head against it.

The chubby cheeks seemed to be warm, which made Zhang Yan tremble.

My child, how lovely you would be if you were alive!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall became more and more worried and hung their heads in pain.

"Get out! Everyone get out!"

Lu Lingxuan understood that she could no longer let these people stay.

They couldn't let them see Baozhu in grief and even going crazy.

She had no choice but to yell: "Give them all to me and get out!"

After receiving the order, everyone hurriedly got up and ran away. No one dared to stay in Kunning Palace for a moment longer.

After Zhang Yan and Lu Lingxuan were the only two people left in the hall.

Zhang Yan's cold voice came over.

"Lied to me."

"Tell me, Lingxuan, why did you lie to me."

She turned around and looked at the girl kneeling on the ground, with an inexplicable madness in her eyes.

Lu Lingxuan could no longer suppress her emotions and fell to the ground crying.

She didn't even want to call her empress anymore and cried loudly.

"Baozhu! Baozhu, I'm sorry for you. I'm useless."

"It's because I didn't take good care of you and allowed the thieves to succeed and harm your child. It's because I didn't find a doctor in time to treat you..."

"After you fainted, Po Wen took the child out. He was already dead, already dead... Wow wow wow wow..."

Lu Lingxuan's cries echoed throughout the hall.

Zhang Yan was surprisingly calm and grinned while holding the child.

The crazy look disappeared, leaving only calm, deathly calm.

"Yes, I should have thought of it earlier."

"After receiving such a severe slap, it was a fluke that I didn't die. I can still keep the child...hehehe, how is it possible!"

She smiled and shed tears, and gently wiped the child's head with her cheek.

"How is it possible! How is it possible! After all, I am too naive..."

When Lu Lingxuan saw Zhang Baozhu's appearance, she felt even more afraid. She was really afraid that Baozhu would go completely crazy.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Zhang Yan was already holding the child and walking towards the couch.

As she walked, she said: "Lingxuan, since the child is gone, then the master... the master should have been arrested by the Jin Yiwei. The identity of the number one scholar cannot be retained. At this moment, he is... being tortured in prison?"

"Haha, with his aloof temper, can he withstand the troubles made by those minions?"

Lu Lingxuan fell to the ground and cried again.

"Baozhu...Mr....Mr. was falsely accused by Wei Zhongxian and others, and is the culprit of murdering you."

"Nearly Qianjin Yiwei and Dongchang Fanzi were chasing him. Mr. did not want to be captured, so he was... slashed to death on the spot..."

Zhang Yan was walking towards the bed when her steps stopped and her whole body was shaken again.

Lu Lingxuan originally thought that Baozhu couldn't withstand such a blow, so she wanted to rush over and hug her empress.

But who would have expected that after only a pause, Zhang Yan took the child and stepped forward again, returning to the bed with bare feet.

She sat down quietly and looked at the baby in her arms with a smile.

"Baby, do you think my mother is stupid? Haha, she is stupid or not."

"Holding a nine-thousand-year-old emperor hostage and breaking into the harem without permission with a knife has committed the grave crime of killing the Nine Clan."

"Mom actually believed Ling Xuan's words. Do you really think that Master has been pardoned for his crimes, became the number one scholar, and is riding a big horse through the streets?"

"Hahaha, now he has been beheaded to death, and he still lies somewhere, and no one cares about him."

"It was my mother who harmed him. It was my mother who harmed his master..."

"Orb!"

Lu Lingxuan could no longer hold back the grief and anger in her heart, and could no longer bear to look at Baozhu's crazy appearance.

She was shivering all over, struggling to stand up and running to Zhang Yan to wake her up.

Things have happened, and we can only face them calmly.

Should I contend with the emperor and Wei Zhongxian's guest Yinyue?

impossible! Orb!

Then we will all die.

"do not come!"

Zhang Yan raised her head and looked at the other party coldly.

Lu Lingxuan stopped where she was, feeling as if she had never seen the orb before.

"Haha, Lingxuan, I don't blame you! Really, I don't blame you."

Zhang Yan shook her head and said seriously.

"I also understand that you are afraid that I won't be able to bear the blow and will be angry to death."

"how could be!"

"Lingxuan, how could it be possible? I am a majestic queen of the same country, and my mother-in-law honors the world. How could it be possible if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her without changing her expression?"

Zhang Yan became calmer and calmer as she spoke, and even put the child in her arms into the couch.

She lay on her side and still patted the child's body gently.

"Baby, be good! Baby, be good! Can you sing a lullaby to you?"

"Master taught me this when my mother was little! How about she sing it to you now?"

Zhang Yan's soft voice sounded in Kunning Palace.

"The wind is calm...the moon is bright...the leaves cover the window lattice..."

"The clatter of crickets is like the sound of the strings there..."

"..."

Lu Lingxuan trembled all over after hearing this and couldn't help crying.

She understood that Baozhu was either crazy at the moment, or falling into an even crazier state.

Witnessing the emperor's mischief, witnessing the rampage of the Hakka family, witnessing the death of the child, and learning that the master was hacked to death.

Zhang Yan now looks like something she could never imagine.

But there was nothing she could do.

"Orb!"

Lu Lingxuan shouted again, trying to wake up the kind and gentle girl she once was.

Zhang Yan turned her back, stopped singing, and spoke quietly.

"Lingxuan, it's okay! I'm really okay."

"Go and call the emperor to come over and tell him that I am awake and have something important to report to him."

"My lady..."

"Go quickly!"

Zhang Yan's cold voice was full of majesty, making Lu Lingxuan no longer dare to refuse.

She turned around and ran out, feeling like the sky was falling.

When Zhang Yan was the only one left in the hall, or rather she and her dead child were left.

Zhang Yan looked at the child, finally shed tears, and murmured to herself in a low voice.

"Hey……"

"Master, Master, if you dare to give up your status as number one scholar, if you dare to give up this great life, and risk your life to save your disciple, what else can you do to your disciple..."

"It's a pity that the child is gone, and the disciple really has no hope."

"I see this great Ming Dynasty..."

"It doesn't matter if it's destroyed!"