[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

Empress Wu held Wan'er's hand, manipulated the pen between Wan'er's fingers, and left a line of ink on the plain paper.

I have to say, that line of writing is more like Empress Wu's than what Wan'er wrote before.

Of course it does, it was written by Empress Wu forcefully holding her hand!

force……

After Wan'er's mind went blank, her legs felt weak, and her whole body was numb——

She... How could Empress Wu approach her without warning!

This feeling really... like being held in front of her...

Thunder and lightning rumbled in Wan'er's mind, shattering all her consciousness and turning them into balls of ecstatic fireworks.

Her legs were unexpectedly softer...

However, Empress Wu's words nailed Wan'er in place like a nail: "Why didn't you use the rouge I gave you? Huh?"

As she said that, she turned her face slightly, moved close to Wan'er's cheek, and looked at it carefully.

Because of Empress Wu's approaching, Wan'er's body felt even more stiff than her own.

How could she... How could she just get so close!

So, so disturbing!

"Huh?" Empress Wu raised her eyebrows, leaving her characteristic lazy questioning voice in Wan'er's ear.

"No...not yet..." Wan'er felt like her tongue was tied.

The suspicion in Empress Wu's eyes deepened a bit, and it tended to turn into some kind of deep exploration.

Wan'er bit the tip of her tongue hard, making that disobedient tongue perform its duties again: "...The gift from the venerable, I dare not reveal it."

Saying that, Wan'er lowered her eyes.

This answer is very "official", and it sounds reasonable. Fortunately, although Wan'er's mind is blank, she still has the instinct to change.

However, Empress Wu was never an ordinary person.

If she could be fooled by such a small cover-up like Wan'er, she wouldn't be Empress Wu.

Her gaze really added a bit of gloomyness, and the focus of her attention was once again on Wan'er's cheeks, which were suspiciously crimson.

This kind of face can reveal many kinds of true inner emotions, such as——

"Why are you nervous?" Empress Wu said quietly.

Upon hearing this, Wan'er held her breath.

She was indeed nervous, nervous about Empress Wu's sudden approach, nervous about being discovered by Empress Wu, and she couldn't say anything to her.

But Empress Chawu's tone seemed to be thinking of going in another direction.

Wan'er's heart skipped a beat: how could she forget that the queen in front of her always cared about another thing most in her heart, power.

Wan'er gritted her teeth secretly, feeling pain in her heart because Empress Wu would always put power in a crucial position.

Empress Wu may miss her when she hasn't seen her for two days in a row; she may cherish her talents because she loves her talents, or even just on a whim, and personally teach her calligraphy; Come down, and even considerately give yourself something that others can't think of...

But also, that's all.

Compared with the power she most desires to hold in her hands, why should she want to hold more weight?

Wan'er finally withdrew from the suspected embrace of Empress Wu without a trace.

When you have retreated to the appropriate distance between "the emperor and his ministers", or "between the master and the servant", he bowed down and kowtowed: "The concubine has something important to report to the Queen of Heaven."

Because there are important things in my heart, I am restless and nervous.

When expressing these subtexts, Wan'er felt an uncontrollable soreness in her chest.

She buried the face that still had scarlet scars deeply——

In this way, the sore and painful situation, which is about to be unable to maintain calm, will not be discovered by Empress Wu, right?

Still in that lofty posture, Empress Wu stared at Wan'er's black face, speechless for a while.

It seems to be exploring, more like thinking.

After a long time, Wan'er heard her steady voice echoing in the hall: "...Go on."

The relationship between her and her has returned to a pure monarch and minister, master-servant relationship. The previous fragrance and intimacy seemed to be just a dream of Wan'er.

Wan'er's lips were pursed into a line, trying her best to make her voice sound more convincing rather than soft and fragile.

"My concubine found something that shouldn't exist among the rewards last night." Wan'er said.

"What?" Empress Wu's voice didn't fluctuate.

Wan'er then went back to look for the little maid who helped her hold the package.

Because everyone knew that Wan'er was favored in Chengqing Palace, no one dared to touch her belongings, and soon the package was brought up.

Wan'er opened the package and the wooden box by herself, and took out Shangguanyi's old handwriting.

She presented them to Empress Wu, and at the same time said in a loud voice: "Tian Hou Ming Jian! These old things should have been handed over to the Secretary for disposal, and should not be left outside, let alone... and they are not on the list of rewards. Therefore, as soon as the concubine found out, I wanted to deliver it to Tianhou as soon as possible. However, the palace was banned late at night, and I dared not trespass, so it was delayed until today."

Wan'er said this because she wanted to let Empress Wu know that it was not her intention to procrastinate, but the rules of the palace that she could not disobey.But she rushed over early this morning and handed them over to Empress Wu.

Empress Wu listened to Wan'er's narration expressionlessly.

Suddenly, she walked towards Wan'er, without Zhao Ying forwarding it, she pulled a piece of poem with yellowed curly edges from Wan'er's hand, and looked at it for a while.

Sudden smile: "It's really a good poem..."

Then shook his head: "...What a pity!"

Wan'er's heart rose to her throat, why did she feel that the three words "it's a pity" were not just about her cheap grandfather Shangguanyi?

Tightening her back, Wan'er didn't dare to speak or move, and the grief in her heart was even stronger: So, after all, she couldn't escape the fate of life and death being held in the palm of this woman in front of her?

Life or death, taking or taking, all within her single thought...

Empress Wu has impatiently left the yellow old poem on the ground.

"Coincidentally," she stared at Wan'er, "Duke Zhou urgently reported to the palace this morning that Lantai Temple was stolen, and it was... this."

As Empress Wu spoke, her eyes glanced at the old things that Wan'er was still holding.

The voice was so light, but it was enough to make Wan'er's mind falter——

The Lantai Temple was stolen!

Zhou Guogong... He Lanmin came to report urgently?

She knew that He Lanminzhi would never appear in Chengqing Palace as usual!

frame!

Framed!

He Lanmin wanted to put her to death!

These thoughts flashed across Wan'er's mind like lightning.

When she discovered these things last night, she wondered if Li Xian did it. Until this morning when she saw He Lan Minzhi, Wan'er was guessing this possibility.

Now, He Lanminzhi's poisonous plan is clearly in front of her, how can she prove her innocence?How could she keep herself and her mother alive?

"Shangguan Wan'er?" Just as countless thoughts flooded Wan'er's mind, Empress Wu's voice sounded again.

Wan'er is alert.

"Raise your head and look at Ben Gong." Empress Wu said again.

Wan'er held her breath, and suddenly raised her head——

Because with her keen wisdom, she has captured the unusualness in Empress Wu's seemingly ordinary words.

Sure enough, when Wan'er raised her head, looking up at the face that made her both love and fear, Empress Yu Wu felt a touch of... Encouragement?

Wan'er frowned slightly.

Did she misunderstand?

How could Empress Wu encourage her at this time?

If she is encouraged, what is she encouraged to do?

Wan'er was startled, and quickly grasped the key to the matter.

She rolled in her throat with difficulty, no matter what, she had to gamble.

"The Queen of Heaven and Your Majesty Zhou Guogong had been dismissed from Lantai Temple by the Queen of Heaven and His Majesty earlier. The so-called 'seeking government in her place', even if Duke Zhou wanted to share the worries of the Queen of Heaven, it would be inevitable..." Wan'er probably emphasized the word "willful".

After the last sentence stretched out, she continued: "...Even if Lantai Temple was stolen, it should be reported by the officials of Lantai Temple. May I ask how Duke Zhou knew about it first and came to report it? Please check it out clearly !"

This little thing finally knows how to speak eloquently again!

Empress Wu listened to Wan'er's defense, and there was a clear look of relief in her eyes.

However, the expression on her face did not change, but she stared closely at Wan'er and said, "This is not something you should worry about."

Wan'er could only lower her eyebrows and look down.

Empress Wu asked again: "I only ask you, how did you know that there is more of this in the reward?"

This, of course, refers to the old traces of Shangguanyi.

She really didn't miss any details.

Wan'er sighed secretly.

How to answer this question?

If the answer is truthful, even if Li Xian is involved, will it make things more complicated?

Wan'er gritted her teeth.

Empress Wu seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and snorted coldly: "Don't try to deceive me! What I want to hear is the truth."

That's it!

Wan'er resigned to her fate.

"That day my concubine was outside the Chengqing Hall, and was stopped by His Highness the Crown Prince... He said that he found these things when he was editing the history, and wanted to give them to my concubine... to keep them." Wan'er weighed her words carefully.

Empress Wu hehe sneered: "I don't know that there is such a thing."

Wan'er's back was chilled, and she said with a pale face: "At that time, the concubine sternly rejected His Highness the Crown Prince, saying that these are forbidden items, and should be handed over to the Secretary for disposal, and should not be taken out privately. At that time, His Highness the Crown Prince seemed very not happy..."

Wan'er specifically emphasized that the prince was "unhappy" because she was afraid that Empress Wu would doubt her relationship with the prince.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the mother and son are in dire straits now, and she doesn't want to be implicated by Li Xian.

After hearing this, Empress Wu sneered again.

But this one, unlike the previous one, was chilling to the bone.

Wan'er has been serving her by her side for a long time, and this subtle difference can still be distinguished clearly.

"Are you refusing outright?" Empress Wu's mouth curled up slightly.

Wan'er relaxed a little, and said with emotion: "This is the duty of a concubine!"

"Duty? Do you think I'm praising you?" Empress Wu scoffed.

Sound like you're in a better mood?

Wan'er thought to herself.

"Don't you want these old things?" Empress Wu suddenly bewitched, "They are the only relics left by your grandfather!"

Wan'er's heart was ringing alarm bells, and she knew: it's not that simple...

"The state owns the state law! The concubine is a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, so she should abide by the state laws and regulations!" Wan'er nodded her head.

Wan'er wisely didn't answer the question of "whether you want your grandfather's relics", but generally followed the national law, thinking that if this is the case, at least Empress Wu won't be able to hold on to this matter anymore, right?

"What a country's laws and regulations!" Empress Wu smiled slightly.

She stared at Wan'er who was prostrating on the ground, tapped her fingers in the void, and suddenly said: "Since you keep saying that you will abide by the laws and regulations of the country, then this palace will send you to do something to obey the laws and regulations of the country. Are you willing to go?" ?”

Speaking of this matter, regardless of what Empress Wu asked her to do, could Wan'er say "I don't want to"?

This is beyond her control.

"Please make it clear," Wan'er said.

Empress Wu swiped her finger and pointed to those old manuscripts: "You send these to the East Palace and give them to the crown prince."

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Wan'er: My old heart is going to be broken by playing with it!

Azhao (raising her eyebrows coldly): Did I play with you?

Wan'er: ...