Qinglian Snow Heavy

"Yan Lan, who are you, why are you crying here, and who am I, why do you have to stay here..." Qinglian spoke without beginning or end. It's madness.Later, Qinglian's crying turned into a murmur to herself, but Jiarui heard some clues, and her heart seemed to be tightly pulled together.

Jiarui knelt on the ground, and carefully untied the iron chain wrapped around Qinglian's calf. The desperate struggle just now seemed to have exhausted all of Qinglian's strength. Perseveringly asked: "Who am I..." It seemed to be asking Jiarui, and it seemed to be asking himself.

Jiarui wiped away the tears on Qinglian's face with his hands, feeling unbearably heartbroken. It was clearly not Qinglian's fault, why should the grievances of the previous generation and the fate of the country be borne by Qinglian.It was not easy for Qinglian to come back to life, too many unbelievable things happened to him, Qinglian's unusual behavior today didn't make Jiarui investigate deeply, maybe Qinglian was originally the nine-day fairy who fell into the mortal world by mistake.

After a while, Qinglian fell asleep in Jiarui's arms, and Jiarui picked her up and sent her back to her room.The embarrassed appearance of the monarch and his ministers surprised Wang Li and the imperial physician who were there later. Qinglian was fine before, why is she covered in blood again now?Jiarui stared at the imperial doctor helping Qinglian clean the wounds, some of them were done by herself, and some were done by Qinglian herself, but in the end, it was the royal family of Yin Kingdom who made Qinglian feel unsafe.

From the moment the Yue Kingdom's forehead crown artifact was put on Qinglian's forehead, what Qinglian wanted to inherit was not only the priest Jiyue's inescapable destiny.Yan Lan, all kinds of torture, pain, uneasiness, guilt, self-blame, regret, pity, powerlessness, and all kinds of emotional memories of despair before her death were all taken away together with the spirit of the son of God when the blood stained the green lotus and emerald green before her death. All converged into the divine jade.

Yan Lan has her own reluctance and last resort, and maybe the gods are not willing to let the god son she conceived be persecuted by a mortal like this, so that her soul is scattered.Maybe Qinglian wouldn't think of anything at all, after all, who would dig out such painful and dusty memories.However, if it hadn't been for Jiarui's obsession to force her to do the same beastly acts as Emperor Ziye did back then, putting Qinglian into a desperate situation physically and mentally, how could she have summoned the power that belonged to the Son of Pure Moon together with the memories of her previous life.The reappearance of the Son of God should be regarded as a blessing for this land, but it is too cruel to let Qinglian bear all this alone, but this may be a catastrophe, and it is God's punishment for Yan Lan's disappointment.

囚莲

Jia Rui has been quietly guarding Qinglian's couch, watching him every minute.That night Qinglian slept very restlessly, murmuring intermittently, "Don't do this...", "Hanchen...", "Ziye...", "I can't...", "It hurts", the words The words are blood and tears, and the words are heartbreaking.Jia Rui didn't know what Qinglian remembered, nor did she know what Qinglian was burdening now, seeing her lover toss and turn in pain in front of her eyes, but she could only stand by helplessly, what kind of heart-wrenching punishment was this.

Jiarui fed the medicinal juice into Qinglian's mouth mouthful. Although she did not wake up, Qinglian began to struggle again.The right hand tightly wrapped in white gauze was scratching her forehead, Qinglian actually wanted to take off the crown on her head, Jia Rui hurriedly held Qinglian's hand to stop it.Now that forehead crown is already embedded in Qinglian's flesh and blood, it fits tightly, how can it be removed again, is it possible to tease the whole flesh and blood off the forehead?

Qinglian was deeply haunted in the memory of Yan Lan's previous life, and watched the whole story of the torture and entanglement as a bystander.Perhaps it is the connection inherited by blood, Qinglian seems to feel every bit of pain that Yan Lan suffers from, every bit of bitterness that is struggling in her heart.The blood-stained rhythm is incomparably gorgeous. Although it is beautiful, Qinglian can't help but want to escape. The reason is that the price is too high. The rhythm flowing under Yan Lan's hands is simply life. Qinglian doesn't understand why he wants to do this Endure persistently.

Qinglian had a splitting headache and wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape anyway. She felt that her whole body was being imprisoned alive, like being nailed to a cross in the void, wanting to see the never-ending torment on the other side of time and space.The protagonist in the scene is his biological father who is connected by blood.Qinglian couldn't escape because Jiarui held his body firmly in reality.

Qinglian's left shoulder was already bruised, due to the previous tearing in the torture chamber, all the wounds were split open, and a large area was stained with blood, it was finally stopped and re-bandaged, how could Jiarui be willing to let her go? Qinglian broke through again.Because of the severe headache, Qinglian rolled over on the bed uneasily, and she didn't even notice the wound when she knocked down, so Jiarui rolled onto the bed and pressed Qinglian under her body.

Like an octopus, Jiarui restrained Qinglian's body with her hands and feet, and buried her hot forehead in her arms to calm Qinglian's restless mood.Qinglian's whole body was suppressed by Jiarui, and she couldn't move an inch. After struggling for a while, she seemed to have found a shelter from the wind. Qinglian curled up under Jiarui's body and fell asleep.

Underneath is a person who loves so much, although emotionally moved, Jia Rui never dared to overstep the bounds, and the love on the top of the Lantai was uncontrollable, as if she had hurt Qinglian again.Seeing the torn wound on Qinglian's lower body curling up tender flesh, Jiarui would never allow such a thing to happen again, so she just hugged, hugged, pressed, and kissed, but nothing else, because the lover was there In his arms, still alive, and still able to call his own name, this is enough.

In the past few days, Jiarui had been tossing and turning about Qinglian's affairs, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, and soon fell asleep hugging Qinglian's body.Jia Rui slept deeply, because Qinglian was in her arms, so she no longer had to worry that her lover would die at an unknown moment.Chunmeng has no trace, and Jiarui, who has never been greedy, didn't wake up until the sun was rising.The arrival of a new day means that she has to face those court affairs that point the finger at Qinglian. Qinglian's life has already rushed into the torrent at this moment, and she can't help herself or Jiarui.

Qinglian hadn't woken up yet, Jiarui wanted to get up lightly, but found that they hugged each other overnight, Qinglian's two hands were tightly wrapped around her arms, just like herself last night.What kind of trust is needed, so that Qinglian can still open her heart to Jiarui even though she is physically and mentally damaged.Jia Rui held Qinglian's right hand in his arms, kissed every finger, seeing the dark red blood on the gauze of Qinglian's palm, Jia Rui's heart twitched fiercely.

Jiarui let go of Qinglian's hand, lowered her head and kissed Qinglian's forehead, with the warmth of Cuibi under her lips.Past and present, Qinglian, I will share the responsibility with you, Jiarui couldn't help laughing.Qinglian, you can't hate after all, no one can take it away, Qinglian will always belong to you.

Jiarui no longer misses the beauty of this place, so she covers Qinglian with a thin quilt and gets up to return to the court.With a holy order, Yan Weisi surrounded all the places behind the Chaohua Palace. Lantai had a strict prohibition from Emperor Ziye, and now no one will disturb Qinglian anymore, and no one can take Qinglian's life away. .

Reincarnation goes back and forth, after all, what Ziye did in the past was not broken, Jiarui finally decided to imprison Qinglian in Lantai, in order to keep his lover.Jiarui strode across the nine-curved corridor in front of Lantai, surrounded by the warm sunlight shining brightly, and the blizzard and rain of last night could not be seen at all in the bright sun, Jiarui walked forward with his head held high. I noticed that under the withered and remnant lotus all around, a pool of green lotus was full of water.

There was no court meeting, and Jiarui met the ministers in the imperial study to discuss matters. Now the most important thing is the disaster situation in Hezhou. The rumors about evildoers in Beijing can no longer be curbed. Because the emperor said that the Mid-Autumn Festival will be a blessing, so today the courtiers will gather after returning home Stay in the royal study.

Nowadays, there are reports from Hezhou from time to time. On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday, when the moon was full and the tide was high, it was originally thought that the dense clouds accumulated in Hezhou Linhai would cause a big storm and bring disasters.Unexpectedly, not only did the disaster that was waiting for death not come, but the heavy rain in Hezhou had stopped in the past few days, giving people a chance to breathe.

Qinglian woke up, this is the most fundamental reason to soothe Luna's anxiety, the disaster should have passed like this, but it did not go as Jiarui expected.Due to the previous disaster in Hezhou, a large number of victims have poured into the capital. Although Jiarui ordered Tong Yi and Jing Zhaoyin to do a good job in urban management and defense, the capital is still in chaos.In addition, the rumors soared with the influx of disaster victims, and now there is no need to spread the shame of the king secretly and maliciously, and almost more than half of the people believe the fact that the disaster star of the Moon Kingdom has reappeared in the imperial palace.

To make matters worse, the torrential rain last night made the moat almost full, and some areas were already overflowing the embankment. This made the victims temporarily living at the foot of the city wall panic, and rushed to tell each other, making the whole capital panic.Last night's rain was too sudden, and the thunderstorm was shocking, and the blood moon overnight was even more terrifying. People couldn't help but believe that the discoloration of the world was caused by evil spirits.So this morning, many people gathered in the county government office in the capital city to appeal to the emperor, asking the emperor to kill the evil person who caused harm to the country.

The pressure of public opinion is great, and the situation is also worrying. There are dense clouds around the capital, the surrounding moats are full and full, and the Qinghe River at the foot of Yuquan Mountain is even more roaring.If the wind and rain come again, the capital under the mountain will be in danger. Since the Qingcheng Rebellion, Kyoto has been stable for many years. When such a disaster comes, the people are at a loss for a while, and they don't know how to deal with it. They can only count on the monarch to resolve the country's crisis.

The disaster came too fast, but in just a few days, there is a huge difference between the dreary capital of today and the grand occasion when the emperor returned to Beijing a few days ago. Jiarui is facing the biggest test since taking office.The state affairs are unstable, and what is even more hateful is the fact that the harem