[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

At the beginning, Lu Zehai held the power of the cabinet in one hand, colluded with the Ministry of Accounts to embezzle money and taxes, and eradicated dissidents wantonly, and countless people died in his hands.

When the Lu family ransacked the house, there were dozens of pearls shining in the Baiyutang, and all of them were the hard-earned money of the poor.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

Eliminating the Lu family and abolishing the cabinet is the general trend. Even without Zhao Yan, the Lu family may not end well.

From Liu Yanqing's point of view, Zhao Yan was wrong for love but not wrong for reason.

At that time, the Lu family was just a stumbling block to Zhao Yan that had to be removed, even Zhao Yan herself never expected that Lu Zehai would treat him so kindly.

Several pairs of eyes in the capital were staring at Zhao Yan's movements, and the emperor was staring at her, ready to go for eight years.

Eight bloody years.

Standing on a high cliff, there is no turning back.

Back then, Lu Jinglan didn't know anything.

He didn't know the evil his father did, or what Zhao Yan suffered. He was obsessed with swordsmanship, and was blocked from the bloody storm by the powerful Lu family.

It wasn't until the Lu family was overthrown, the birds and beasts scattered, and there was nowhere to ask for help, that the cruel reality was exposed bloody to the eyes.

To Lu Jinglan's surprise, even Zhao Changning betrayed the Lu family.

"Different road non-phase plan."

This was the last sentence Zhao Changning left to him when the Lu family ransacked his home.

Lu Jinglan gritted his teeth and hated Zhao Changning for many years, what he hated was Zhao Changning's bloodless and tearless face.

Now Liu Yanqing told him that he had pleaded for the Lu family back then.

Who in this world doesn't want to live a dignified life?

Can live dignifiedly, who wants to be a ghost crawling out of hell?

Lu Jinglan's trembling hands could not hold his sapphire sword.

Liu Yanqing stared at Lu Jinglan and said, "In order to control him, the late emperor planted cinnabar on his body. Zhao Yan was just a tragic chess piece created by the late emperor to destroy the cabinet. The late emperor died, and the Lu family tied all grievances to him. Is it unfair for him to be alone?"

Lu Jinglan's lips opened and closed with difficulty, "Dinsha?"

The doctor in the hospital said that his medical skills were shallow and he didn't know where the disease originated.

Liu Yanqing said, "Mr. Lu does not know that cinnabar is a forbidden drug in the palace. Anyone who takes cinnabar has a lifespan of less than ten years. Everything I said today is not half false. Mr. Lu is a smart person, so you should judge yourself."

"He had few days to live when he was sentenced to Liu's residence. It was I who threw his wrench into a mass grave, making everyone think he was dead, and brought him to Lingnan to recuperate."

"Young master Lu, I have the solution of cinnabar in my hand."

Lu Jinglan took a step back, and the veins on the back of his hands suddenly popped up.

Due to emotional instability, his breathing became heavy, and the coldness in his eyes faded away, covering a layer of blood. "You did it?"

Liu Yanqing said, "I did it."

Lu Jinglan, I never thought I would survive.

Zhao Changning, who else would believe you?

So Lu Jinglan knew that his words crushed Zhao Yan.

He turned his head and saw that Zhao Yan's face was pale and thin, his two thin wrists were still bruised, and there were mottled wounds cut by chains on his ankles. Only Lu Jinglan knew the mess under the neat skirt.

Trance seems to have been dead for a long time in a very unseemly way.

Lu Jinglan's internal organs suddenly curled up into a ball, his limbs were cold, and the sapphire sword in his hand fell heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Lu Jinglan remembered that the first time she met Zhao Changning was at Lu Chenyan's wedding banquet.

Zhao Changning wore a red official robe, silver shoes, and a jade-colored crown. With the dim lights behind him, he cupped his hands and said to Lu Jinglan, "Princess He Ning is happy." A lingering warmth from the hem of the dark clothes.

When Zhao Changning was in the Lu family, Lu Jinglan never cared about the rumors with the late emperor. Who knew that what was hidden behind it was a fact that was even more ugly than the rumors.

The relationship between them to where they are today is nothing more than the eight words "the world makes people, and the world makes mistakes".

"When he pleaded with the first emperor, he must have knelt for a long time."

Lu Jinglan's fingers caressed Zhao Yan's temples, and when they touched the mottled white strands hidden in the black hair, she trembled slightly.

After the accident in the Lu family, Zhao Yan entered the palace in a sedan chair late at night, and took a few days of sick leave after leaving the palace.

Liu Yanqing went to visit Zhao's house, but was turned away by Zhao Dongyang.Zhou Zhe inquired from the servants of the Zhao family that Zhao Yan was beaten to death with an inkstone by the late emperor.

What did Zhao Yan do to anger the emperor who has always favored him?

It also coincided with the moment when Lu's family had just been ransacked.

Liu Yanqing already had some guesses in her heart, and when she entered the palace again, she met Chang Ping, the great eunuch at the time, and Liu Yanqing said to Chang Ping, "Master Zhao should not be pleading for the Lu family. Now I am afraid that I will implicate myself. Dare I ask my father-in-law?" , Does Your Majesty have any plans to blame the Lord?"

Knowing that he is someone close to Zhao Yan, Chang Ping didn't set up defenses against him, and sighed, "Your Majesty's anger was completely exhausted yesterday."

Chang Ping didn't deny it, and Liu Yanqing knew that Zhao Yan did intercede for the Lu family.

Liu Yanqing sighed, "He was bleeding from the inkstone."

Lu Jinglan gritted his teeth, "How can you be so clear about his affairs?"

Liu Yanqing frowned, and said casually, "Didn't Mr. Lu say that Mr. Liu is a dog beside him, so naturally he has to keep an eye on his master all the time."

Lu Jinglan sneered, "A dog who tried his best."

Liu Yanqing's expression was as usual, she was not dissatisfied with Lu Jinglan's offensive words, and said, "Being a dog is better than being an enemy."

Lu Jinglan's expression was not good.

He bent down and hugged the person on the bed, and his hair scattered on the shoulders of the young swordsman. The quiet medicinal fragrance of poria cocos entered his nostrils. If he could not feel the faint heartbeat, he would be as cold as a dead thing.

"Liu Yanqing, can the prescription in your hand really save him?"

Liu Yanqing said, "Do my best. The carriages and horses are outside, so Mr. Lu can go with you. Fubao, why don't you guide Mr. Lu?"

Fu Bao bowed to lead the way, "Master Lu, please."

Lu Jinglan was tall, with steady steps, and Zhao Yan was embraced by him, as frail as a leaf of withered grass attached to it, carelessly without the slightest weight.

Before leaving, Liu Yanqing's eyes fell on the corner behind Lu Jinglan, and saw the chain broken in two.

The chain was thin and strong, with barbs along the edges.

Scarlet dried blood on the barb.

The slender Danfeng eyes suddenly showed a cold color.