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"So, you went to see him for the last time, just to make him completely give up on this world"

After stopping Changsun Ling's nonsense, Sheng Yan explained to her the reason why she went to see Zhao Yichen. Changsun Ling seemed to be successfully distracted by her, and immediately lay in her arms, listening to her obediently.

Sheng Yan nodded:

"It's not that I give up on this place, but let him understand the feeling of losing everything completely. I hate his arrogance."

She made a few simple points.

Changsun Ling was about to take advantage of the opportunity to ask her about the chat process with Zhao Yichen, but the other party suddenly changed the subject and asked unexpectedly:

"what's wrong with your knee"

Changsun Ling conditioned reflex to spit out the words: "In the afternoon, the same mother——"

She noticed Sheng Yan's cliché, and stopped what she wanted to explain in time, but even so, it didn't get any better. Sheng Yan quickly grasped the point:

"What happened to the queen?"

"She has always doted on you, she will suddenly punish you for no reason, please be honest."

……

The other side.

Zhao Yichen, who was still locked in the dungeon, didn't believe what Sheng Yan said was true at the beginning, only thinking that the other party was fooling him, to make him more embarrassing.

However, when he confessed all the news that the eldest grandson's family wanted, in exchange for the only request before death that he wanted a good night's sleep——

That night, his spirit completely broke down.

He can't sleep.

Zhao Yichen obviously felt that he had no fear of the guillotine, and even felt that he could generously and calmly take the calculations and absurdities of this life to die together, but until his heart was at peace, he still couldn't find the time to sleep.

He panicked.

At night, he slammed on the railing desperately, and once again quarreled those who guarded him, his words were full of ridicule towards him:

"Young Master Zhao, you are powerless now, and you are being wanted by various forces, so don't make unnecessary struggles."

"Earlier, I told you how much you are a person who disregards life and death and is righteous. Why, don't tell me that you are only now thinking of being afraid."

Zhao Yichen's eyes were filled with crazy persistence, he stared at the person, and said:

"Give me a bowl of soothing soup."

"No matter how bad it is, just give me a bowl of fan-drug."

He wants to sleep, he must sleep.

Nan Jin in the daytime is like a ruthless Shura, but in the dream, Nan Jin who loves him deeply, hates him deeply, lives and dies for him countless times, and drags him to be buried with him countless times, is him. Someone who truly loves deeply.

Hearing Zhao Yichen's words, the soldier guarding him felt a little strange, as if he had never seen such a rare thing, looked at him for a long time, and then suddenly laughed:

"Your request is really special."

"Okay, wait, if you don't want the beheaded meal that you didn't want before, don't bother to bring it to you, just wait for tomorrow to go to the execution ground."

Zhao Yichen pursed his lips, barely regaining his mind:

"As long as I can sleep peacefully, I will never bother you again."

The soldier glanced at him a few times, shook his head, and after a while really got him some ecstasy.

It is impossible to have Anshen Tang here, after all, it is not the habit of this prison to go to the doctor for a dying person in the middle of the night.

Zhao Yichen didn't pick anything either, he looked at the bowl of muddy water, some emotion flashed in his eyes, after a long while, he drank the bowl of water in one gulp.

It seems to get rid of those interferences in the mortal world, and I want to enter the clean and pure dream from now on, to find the indulgence and peace of my life.

He fell into a deep sleep, the pottery bowl fell powerlessly from his hand, and the crisp sound of falling on the ground didn't alarm him at all.

I don't know if he couldn't wait to go to the appointment ahead of time.

Day two.

Zhao Yichen woke up after being roughly shaken.

It wasn't the soldier who gave him a bowl of misty soup yesterday, but another person. The executioner looked at him not far away, turned and left, wondering if he was going to sharpen his knife.

Everyone knows that he, a remnant of the previous dynasty who attempted to restore the country, will now be punished with the extreme form of Ling Chi.

When Zhao Yichen saw the person, his face was confused for a moment, and then turned into hysterical madness:

"no--"

"not like this."

"Miss Nan, Miss Nan, see me for the last time..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped on the face.

"Hey, brother, what are you dreaming about in Spring and Autumn? It's easy to think that our Second Highness is easy to mess with. It's fine to see Mei Jiao'e once before you die. Why do you still want that beauty to accompany you?"

"Even I know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but you look at the appearance of the scholar, but you are much crueler than me."

Zhao Yichen was awakened by the force of that slap.

There was a coldness in his bones, and he finally realized what the phrase "there will be no future" that Nan Jin said to him yesterday meant.

He had thought about using this woman to achieve his throne by relying on her, but in the end, his business of more than ten years was uprooted by her——

He once wanted to make this woman bow down to him, but in the end, he didn't get this woman until he died. Even, on the night before his death, that woman didn't even enter his dreams.

Many thoughts flashed through Zhao Yichen's mind, and the look in his eyes flickered, and those many thoughts finally merged into one sentence with a sigh:

If there is an afterlife.

He doesn't mess with this woman anymore.

……

"Congratulations to the player for completing the mission——"

Hua Baihe's voice slowly sounded in Sheng Yan's mind.

Sheng Yan paused.

She opened her eyes and noticed that the person next to her put her hand on her waist, restraining her from leaving.

So the indifference towards Zhao Yichen soon turned into full of tenderness.

This guy……

After Sheng Yan used tricks on the children yesterday, she quickly figured out what she did after entering the palace.

Changsun Ling actually ran to the queen and came out.

If the prince hadn't happened to come to greet his mother and protect her, maybe what she saw after she went out would not be the eldest grandson Ling who can still jump upright.

Maybe this kid will be carried back by her in the end.

Even if Sheng Yan didn't listen to the scene she described at the time, she could still guess the queen's furious appearance. In this era, if she didn't get married or even lived with another daughter, she didn't dare to know what would happen to her. to think about.

This little girl...

On the surface, she is a child who always comes to her to brag about every bump and bump, and grows up with a golden spoon in her mouth. On weekdays, she refuses to accept any grievances.

Now, without making a sound, he came out of the closet behind her back.

Sheng Yan was distressed, a little angry, and more helpless.

She raised her hand, as if she wanted to pat the sleeping eldest Sun Ling's face, so that she would wake up from such a worry-free deep sleep and reflect on what she had done.

However, when his hand landed on Changsun Ling's face, there was only a light movement, almost a caress.

Changsun Ling seemed to feel something while sleeping, and subconsciously rubbed against the palm of her hand, then even moved his head, pouted lightly, and subconsciously branded a kiss on her palm.

The respect for her is evident.

Sheng Yan could only hold her anger in her stomach, she didn't have any temper towards her.

After thinking about it, she gently moved the human hand away from her body, deliberately slowed down her movements, and prepared to prepare a breakfast for the children.

……

Inside the palace.

On the day of Zhao Yichen's death, the whole palace was not peaceful.

It's okay with the Supreme Emperor, now that he has passed the throne directly to Changsun Ze, he only needs to worry about his injuries every day and rest in peace.

What is strange is the atmosphere in the queen mother's palace and the future emperor's palace.

I heard that when the princess returned to the palace to greet the queen mother that day, the current emperor was going to visit his mother, queen and younger sister, but—

As soon as he entered the palace, he bumped into the fact that the princess angered the queen mother and was punished.

At that time, all the palace people were driven out, and only the sound of throwing things inside could be heard from a distance, as well as the empress dowager's furious words.

What the new emperor said, no one knows, but after the princess left that day, the atmosphere between the new emperor and the queen mother became a little tense.

He still went to pay his respects every day, but the gate of the Empress Dowager's palace was locked tightly every day, and because of his physical discomfort, the palace people did not greet him. Naturally, the emperor could not see his own mother.

Now the Ministry of Rites is already intensively preparing for the new emperor level.

Today, the Shangyi Bureau even sent the clothes that the new emperor should wear at the enthronement ceremony for the emperor to have a look at.

I don't know if it's because of the majesty of the new emperor, Changsun Ze looks a lot more powerful now, even if he just pretends to be honest, it makes the surrounding palace servants feel terrified.

He stared at the dragon robe for a while, and when the consuls of the Shangyi Bureau were about to tremble with fright, he waved his hand suddenly:

"The queen mother has always seen and decided on my clothes, you present them to the queen mother's palace and let her decide."

"Yes."

The palace people exchanged glances quietly, and retreated obediently holding the plate.

Changsun Ze stood there for a while.

Suddenly he pulled his legs out and walked out.

"emperor--"

The servant who followed him all the year round was taken aback, and hurriedly followed, wondering where he wanted to go all of a sudden.

Changsun Ze waved his hand and said:

"Let's go and have a look together."

"The queen mother's place has been closed for many days, and I brought the imperial doctor to show her, so that I can rest assured."

"The emperor is filial, and the queen mother will be happy." The servant quickly flattered, and while turning around to order people to do things, he did not forget to flatter him.

After about two sticks of incense.

Changsun Ze followed the people from the Shangyi Bureau to the Queen Mother's palace. He stood at the gate of the palace for a long time, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the plaque on the palace gate, wondering what he was thinking.

The interior staff looked at each other in blank dismay, few of them dared to go up and disturb him, they just secretly wondered what he was doing standing here for a long time.

Changsun Ze remembered that when he was a child, every time he pleaded for his sister, he always felt a little apprehensive when he stepped into the palace gate.

No one knows that he, who does everything beautifully, is actually very envious of his little sister, and also very afraid of his mother.

She was afraid that she would lose her, and that she had not met her expectations.

Unlike Ling'er, who didn't need to do anything when she was born, like a pistachio, she lived recklessly.

Every time he pleaded for his little sister, he was actually making a compromise with his mother.

"Ling'er is like this, you have to take care of yourself when you become a big brother..."

"She is so disturbing, but my brother Ze is sensible. If you have always been so sensible and can take care of her in the future, I have nothing to worry about..."

No one knew, but he felt that every time he entered the queen mother's palace for the sake of Changsun Ling, it was his compromise with the queen mother's will.

Slowly, he became the most favorite and perfect son in the eyes of the queen mother, and the best heir of the country.

This was the only time he had pleaded for Changsun Ling since he was a child, but he was unwilling to pay the price for her.

Changsun Ze stood at the gate of the palace, thought for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

The person he wanted most in his life was his own sister.

It has nothing to do with Ling'er, it's just that since he was a child, he has long forgotten how to express his feelings towards things he likes.

Because he doesn't want to be guessed by the people around him, he is gentle, polite, and humble. When he is strong, he is strong, and strives to get closer to the most perfect personality of a gentleman.

Because he didn't want to be speculated about his preferences, he never showed his preferences, as if he treated everything equally.

Therefore, he has never expressed such a special admiration for Nan Jin, which belongs to the relationship between men and women.

No wonder Nanjin made the last choice.

It's what he did too badly.

He stood at the gate of the palace for a whole stick of incense, until the palace servant beside the Empress Dowager Xia Yanfeng got the order to open the door, and saluted him cautiously:

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is here to invite you."

Changsun Ze came back to his senses, smiled at the palace man, and stepped into the palace gate calmly.

When the queen mother heard his intention, she didn't say a word, she just looked up at the new dragon robe made by the Huanyi Bureau, and after pointing out a few threads and fabrics, she looked at him and said:

"What happened to the emperor today? He stood at the gate of the Ai family's palace for a long time. Those who didn't know thought that the Ai family was old and disrespectful. He dared to throw face at the emperor."

"My son doesn't dare."

Changsun Ze simply knelt down and said to her.

Xia Yanfeng didn't let him get up, but raised his hand and waved the others away, saying to him:

"It's all Aijia's fault. Your sister has developed such a personality since she was a child, and now she can even do such bad things."

"The emperor doesn't have to protect her, that Miss Nan, Ai's family must be eliminated."

Changsun Ze didn't move, but raised his eyes calmly, and said after a while:

"Miss Nan, I'm afraid the queen mother won't be able to move."

"you--"

Xia Yanfeng raised his finger and pointed at him, a little anger flashed in his eyes.

"Emperor, don't you look at what Ling'er is doing. In the past, you interceded with her, but she became more serious, but can this matter be the same now? It's about the face of our royal family, don't be confused. !"

Changsun Ze didn't move at all, and then replied after a pause: "My mother thinks that Ling'er is not married, and she will lose face to the royal family if she makes friends with Mr. Nan in the future, and it will be even more embarrassing to the royal family when she is crowned the queen of Hualou girl. "

"What do you mean!" Xia Yanfeng slapped the table, never expecting that his son, who had been contending with him for so many years, would make a big one as soon as he made a move.

Changsun Ze didn't speak, as if he was planning something.

Sure enough, soon, he spoke again:

"Queen mother calm down."

"Son, I heard from you last time that the daughter of Lord Shangshu has both ability and political integrity, and is of good conduct. My son and minister look good, and she is trying to follow what my mother said."

"Seven days later, the enthronement ceremony will be held. At that time, the courtiers will ask me to fill the harem. It will be a matter of time before the queen is sealed. What does the mother think?"

Xia Yanfeng watched him for a long time, then slowly leaned back on the chair.

"The emperor is threatening Aijia, either let the Hualou woman live with your sister, and you marry the Shangshu's daughter as the price—or, you marry that woman yourself"

Changsun Ze's voice was neither humble nor overbearing: "But I ask the queen mother to decide."

"Determining the Ai family can't determine you. Now that you are the emperor, the Ai family is just an old woman in the palace." Xia Yanfeng was very angry at him, and with the incident before Changsun Ling, he is in a bad mood now It cannot be described in words.

After a long time, she closed her eyes tiredly and said:

"How long can you protect her"

Changsun Ze lowered his eyes, wondering if he understood who the "she" in these words referred to, and he said after a long time:

"As long as I am emperor, I will protect her for a day."

……

Nanyang County Prince's Mansion.

Sheng Yan was busy in the kitchen when she suddenly heard Hua Baihe congratulate her with a smile.

She was still at a loss, thinking about the congratulations for completing the mission, didn't she already hear it?

Suddenly.

A voice came from outside the door: "It smells so good, I'm getting hungry more and more. When can I have dinner?"

She turned to look.

Seeing that Changsun Ling was automatically fired at his body like a small cannonball, he raised his hand and hugged his waist, rubbing his face against his back from behind.

Sheng Yan smiled, and raised her hand to touch the flour on her nose:

"Come on, why are you up?"

"Of course you won't be able to sleep without you here." Changsun Ling leaned on her shoulder and said slowly.

Sheng Yan smiled faintly after hearing this, and said: "Okay, I will sleep with you tomorrow."

Now that Nan Jianchi's case has been dismissed, her official title will naturally be ruined. Now that she is in good health, of course she can stay wherever she wants.

Changsun Ling hugged her waist and said coquettishly:

"How can tomorrow be enough to sleep with me every day in the future?"

"it is good."

Sheng Yan responded with crooked eyebrows.

Changsun Ling rolled his eyes, suddenly pushed her forward, and said, "Since you didn't sleep with me today, shouldn't Ah Jin be punished?"

Sheng Yan: "Wait, don't even think about—"

Changsun Ling giggled and said, "The people around me have already been taken away by me. You can't fool me with someone's tricks now. I'm still thinking about the carriage yesterday. How about paying it in the kitchen today?"

Sheng Yan's expression changed immediately: "Don't you—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Chang Sun Ling held her waist and blocked her mouth.

The sunlight outside the door was just right, and it was shining on the threshold, and I was about to approach it step by step, but when I saw the brighter spring light in the room from a distance, I hesitated and retreated.

The author has something to say: the second update get

I'm going to back the manuscript, and I will defend it tomorrow, and I may be scolded as bloody, worthless, and literature garbage——

So today I need to make some mental preparations, over.

Also, this dungeon will end tomorrow, and the next dungeon is one of my little jokes, it’s still under the year, if you don’t like it, you can wait for the next world hehehe.

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