Deposed Empress General

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Chapter 62: Making Trouble

When the sky was getting bright, the left wolf started to have a low fever. No other jailer came in, and it was thought that someone had supported them. The left wolf spoke in a low voice: "Who sent you?"

The jailer standing outside the prison door certainly didn't answer. Zuo Canglang said: "Jiang Sanyi?" Every time she said a word, the throat cage hurt like a burning needle, but she still said, "Your Majesty has no intention to kill me. He will be held accountable if he is dead. Even if he is not held accountable, the lieutenant general and Wen House will certainly discuss it. Will you be protected by the master behind you at that time? "

The man's eyebrows moved, and he still didn't speak. Zuo Canglang said, "You and I have a personal grudge?"

The man finally turned his head and glanced at her. Zuo Canglang's pupils shrank, "You are ... Xijing!"

The man smiled slightly and stopped talking. The heart of the left wolf began to jump wildly. Although his life was short, he had been rubbing his shoulders with death several times. Only this time, however, the process was long and painful.

If this person is from Xijing, then of course he won't care how Murong Yan will investigate. As long as he returns to Xijing, the emperor Xijing will reap the reward. And ... she couldn't move him by any means.

Murong Yan will not come, he is still angry, and within a few days, he will not lose his breath.

Her cell was taken care of by the inmate who Xi Jing sneaked into, and every time he would deliver her meals on time. But the bowl would just sit where she couldn't get it with all her might. When the hours passed, I collected the dishes directly.

The left wolf's lips had burst, and all wounds were numb. If he continued like this, he would remain disabled even if he did not die. Moreover, how could Xijing people sneak in here? Is there anyone in the DPRK secretly talking about Xijing?

Is it Jiang Sanyi who thinks she is dead and so sinister?

Near dawn, she slumbered for a while. After all, it was dawn, footsteps rang outside, and the left wolf raised his head. Someone came in from outside. It was a little eunuch. He brought up a medicine basket and placed it in front of Zuolanglang. He said, "General Zuo, the prince called me to come and see you. I gave you some medicine."

Zuolanglang glanced at the medicine basket, and then at the jailer standing not far away, and said, "Come here and give me medicine." The **** promised, came in and squatted beside her, and was about to take medicine. Zuo Canglang whispered, "Listen, I don't care who you send, no matter what he wants you to do. If you help me pass a message, let Mr. Wang visit it in person. After I leave prison, The vice director of the palace is you! "

The **** froze, and Zuo Canglang said, "Don't doubt, the people behind you can't give you this condition, and once I die, do you think you have a way to live?"

The **** was also calm, and opened the pot of medicine calmly, and gently touched his fingers, but he did not apply the ointment, but just applied it to her wound. He whispered, "General ... seriously? But ... how did the slave trust the general?"

Zuo Canglang said: "I don't have tokens for you now. But I am Wen Shuai's wife after all, isn't Wen's one trusted by your master?"

The **** thought for a while and said, "The minion passed a word, and the general promised that if the general was out of danger, he would no longer question the master behind the minion."

Zuo Canglang said, "Go, as soon as possible. Otherwise, your prosperity and wealth will be ruined."

The **** helped her sort her clothes and went out with the medicine basket. The jailer outside seemed to question him. The two answered in a few words, and he left the cell calmly.

Not long after he left, Wang Yunzhao hurried to see Zuo Canglang, and he was also stunned: "The general is so stubborn, but His Majesty is still angry. How can this be good?"

When Zuo Canglang saw him, he was almost in a desperate situation, and said, "Please make sure that your supervisor will come and go to prison."

Wang Yunzhao said, "General, Your Majesty is in anger, how can he come? Even if he comes, with his temper, he will never release the general so quickly!"

Zuolanglang said, "Someone in prison wants to kill me."

Wang Yunzhao was taken aback: "Is there such a reason, who is so bold to dare to murder the general in His Majesty's Prison?"

Zuo Canglang said, "My father-in-law whispers, since he can reach here, of course, it is not ordinary people."

Wang Yunzhao said, "I will send someone to strengthen the defense."

Zuolanglang shook his head: "My father-in-law knows who is theirs here? Strengthening the defense will only alert them. Get started faster."

Wang Yunzhao was a little bit distressed and said, "General, even if your Majesty comes over, you have no other trauma, we have no evidence, and we can't just let him believe that you have a life-threatening affair. Noisy, I'm afraid it will only worsen. "

The left wolf blew his lips, and Wang Yunzhao said, "Unless ..."

Zuolanglang looked at him, and said, "His Majesty's mind for the general, the general always knows. If the general is willing to treat him with tenderness, maybe he can dispel his anger and go out as soon as possible."

Zuo Canglang was silent, and finally said, "I still can only stay with him in such an identity that never sees light, does it?"

Wang Yunzhao sighed, and said, "General, you are a man on the battlefield, how can you die in the hands of Xiaoxiao? Would it be harder to accompany His Majesty than it is today? Besides, this time, your generals did not offend His Majesty Light, in the future ... Whether it is Leng Shaojun, or they, and Wen family, you are needed. "

Zuo Canglang buried his head and rested his forehead on the weight. Wang Yunzhao said, "If the general is worried about the queen's maiden, he will rarely see her in the future. Imagine the emperor. Outside of the palace, you and her are not to be taken down. "

Zuo Canglang smiled and said, "It's just a matter of covering your ears and stealing bells. But ... I listen to the director."

Then Wang Yunzhao stood up and said, "The old slave will now go and persuade His Majesty."

At that time, Murong Yan was accompanied by Jiang Bilan to admire the flowers. The daisies in Qifeng Palace were particularly beautiful. Jiang Bilan was dancing among the flowers, and the luthier played music. The autumn sun is bright, and Murong Yan sits under the canopy, drinking and admiring flowers, and also admiring beauties.

Wang Yunzhao came in from the outside and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, General Left ..."

Murong Yan frowned slightly, her smile receding, and said, "What is it?"

Wang Yunzhao said, "Your Majesty, the old slave just went to jail for a look. General Zuo had a wind chill last night. At this time, the staff was unconscious, I'm afraid it was ..." He carefully looked at Murong Yan's face and said: I'm afraid it's about to die. "

Mu Rongyan held a hand and turned to look at him. Wang Yunzhao said, "It is really wet in prison, and the prison guard has accidentally wetted the general's clothes. The general was already injured. Your majesty, do you want to send a doctor? Check it out? "

Murong Yan snorted coldly: "What do you want to see? Let her cook for herself." Wang Yunzhao used to take care of her, and it's no surprise that she said it more seriously.

Wang Yunzhao said, "The old slave wanted to send a doctor to the past, even if the general would really not work in the future, others would not think it was His Majesty ..."

Murong Yan then stared at him. Wang Yunzhao said, "Your Majesty, the old slaves are telling the truth."

Murong Yan stood up and didn't say hello to Jiang Bilan. He turned out of the harem and headed for prison. Jiang Bilan stood silently among the flowers.

Murong Yan walked very fast. He didn't believe that the left wolf was really sick. But I don't know why, and suddenly remembered how Rong Jiechi was killed by the Tibetans after the abolition.

He went to jail, where the guards bowed down. Murong Yan strode to the cell where the left wolf was being held. The water on the left wolf wore dry after dawn, and the jailer patted the salt flower on her. As long as it is daylight, it will make her look normal.

The jailer opened the prison door, Mu Rongyan walked in, beckoned, and brought Tai Zhao, who came with him. Zhao Taiyi asked the jailer to temporarily open the heavy concubine on her body, and stepped forward to diagnose her veins, half a while, and said, "Your Majesty, the general is indeed infected with the cold, and the wound needs to be treated as soon as possible ..."

Murong Yan glanced at Wang Yunzhao, how cold it sounded?

He turned to leave, and the left wolf grasped his horns with five fingers. Murong Yan turned around and looked down at her. Wang Yunzhao motioned slightly, both the Taiyi and the attendant guards who retired from the palace. Murong Yan said, "Aren't you brave enough? Why, can't you just stay a few days?"

The left wolf didn't speak, and Murong Yan reached out, trying to pull back the corner of her clothes. She clenched her fingers with five fingers and let go. Murong Yan squatted down in front of her, sneer: "Why, what does General Zuo want to point to the lone king?"

The left blue wolf raised his head, and the cold and glaring eyebrows were right in front of her eyes, and her ears resounded, every trace of sound she had ever thought about. She stretched out her hand, cold white fingertips, and slid across his side. At that time, the clothes on her body were wet and dry, and had a strange smell. The fingers were as white as jade and lost their blood.

Murong Yan thought he would be disgusted, but he didn't. How could he be disgusted, holding hands like a bird that was astounded by the bow, Cangjie ran away from the smoky fire of Big Thistle City. I also accompanied each other and walked across the swamp of Ashabahara with all the dirt. I also watched the side town of Hanyuesheng side by side and Shuofeng crossed the Mohe.

He turned his face away, and the left wolf gently rested his forehead against his shoulder, slowly buried in his arms, and said with an inaudible voice: "Take me out of here." Murong Yan whispered, she said softly: " I'm cold and it hurts. Take me out of here. "

Tears slipped, dipped into his shoulders, wet the finely embroidered fabric, and fell into his heart.

He stretched out his hand and slowly embraced her waist, the forehead in his arms resting on his chin, cold like ice, but very docile, and did not refuse to touch him. He gradually understood what she meant, and then thought it was funny, if she was more than a tenth of Jiang Bilan's style. In terms of talents, poems, songs and fu are all shit, but I have read a few books of soldiers and barely counted literacy.

A rude martial artist and a capital illiterate, she thinks that just obedience, will she dispel the bad breath?

But he heard his own voice, low and firm in the dark, damp, and imprisoned cell: "Well." She begged him and put away the scale armor and claws. How can you get rid of such a deal? Outside the palace, the fat ring is thin, what woman do you want?

If the lights are off and Hongluo smoke net, is there any difference in the arms?

So just relent.

When the weight of her hands was opened, she had left deep bloodstains on her wrists. Zuo Langlang thought she would pass out, but she was always sober. She couldn't stand, and the two palace men came to help her. Outside the prison, the sun was a bit dazzling. She staggered, took a few steps, and turned back again.

Murong Yan stood behind her, staring at each other, silent.

In the Nanqing Palace, Zuolanglang was tossed by the eunuchs all afternoon. The carrion of the wound was cleaned up, blood bleed out and the sheets were red. She didn't know when she lost consciousness, maybe it wasn't a coma, she just fell asleep.

When I woke up, there were a few soup ladies around. It wasn't cold at the end of autumn, but she was too cold. She held a soup lady in her hand, and the warmth from her hand made her feel like she was back on earth.

It was already dark, and she was only lying on her back, unable to move. There were sounds of footsteps outside, she looked up and saw Murong Yan come in.

"Your Majesty." She yelled, she couldn't get up without getting up. Mu Rongyan ignored her and directly unbuttoned her coat and threw it on a hanger. Then he opened the quilt and got on the couch. Zuolanglang wanted to let him in. As soon as he moved, he felt sweat.

Murong Yan lay beside her, she was wearing nothing, only her gauze was on her back. Murong Yan's hand stretched over, and she froze all over.

Fortunately, Murong Yan didn't mess around, he just gently touched those intact skin. This long-lost intimacy gave him an unexcitable excitement. The left wolf didn't move, he approached her, his lips burned to her cheeks, then her neck. Her neck was very slender, and she had the fragrance just after washing her hair. He had a slight movement in his throat and was breathing slowly.

The left wolf's heart beats like a drum, but the overall feeling is still painful. His kisses were long and dense, and he was breathing in the dim curtains, fascinating.

She held his hand, so he gripped her harder, his palms getting hot.

The two were entangled with each other, and Wang Yunzhao coughed lightly outside, saying, "Your Majesty, the general slept for a day, and he should have some hot food. The old slave ordered a bowl of cricket.

Then Murong Yan got up, put on her robes again, and waited for the clothes to be neat. Then she said, "Come in."

Outside, Wang Yunzhao led the maid into the room, and it was indeed a bowl of amber lotus seeds. Murong Yan let out, and the palace lady came to the bed and fed her. The left wolf was indeed hungry, and without a spoon, took a big sip along the bowl.

Murong Yan watched for a while, but did not speak, and slowly walked out of Nanqing Palace. Wang Yunzhao followed him until he walked out of the palace door, and said, "I have sent someone over to ask a few times. Your Majesty, do you want to pass tonight?"

Murong Yan said, "Go. I remember that there was a pair of nine-turn exquisite bracelets in Curry. You brought them and gave them to the queen."

"Ah." Wang Yunzhao promised, and immediately ordered someone to take it.

In Qifeng Palace, Jiang Bilan has sent people to ask three times. Xiao Anzi of the Imperial Academy said that His Majesty was not here. Finally, the painting was anxious: "Your Majesty is not in the study, nor is it in the Palace of German Government. Where did you go?"

Xiao Anzi said: "I heard that I went to jail in the afternoon and released General Zuo. Then I went back to the study, but I have already left."

After painting Yueyue, he asked: "General Zuo released?"

Xiao Anzi glanced at her face and said, "Yeah. His Majesty must have finally died down."

Back at Qifeng Palace, Huayue will hear all the news. Huiyun hurriedly said, "Mother-in-law, her Majesty's release of her must also be under pressure from the front. The mother-in-law is better to be better, never to be Crying. "

Jiang Bilan smirked: "Yeah, I can't cry anymore. What else do I have except this body and this face? And I'm so bad."

Her lips are slightly raised, and she smiles in front of a bronze mirror. For a long time, she whispered, "Draw the moon and help me put on makeup. Change to a dress with bright colors, and that pink silk silk long dress is good, just wear it. . "

Yingyun and Yueyue should bother, knowing that the girl wants to open, she is still very happy: "I will give my mother-in-law a fall horse, and Zhunbao will scream."

Jiang Bilan nodded, chose two more pearl beads, a few kinds of jewelry, and decaled the mirror yellow.

Jiang Bilan kept her makeup delicately at the gate of Qifeng Palace, and I saw Jiang Bilan waiting at the gate of the palace, and I felt very distressed: "Mother, please go back first, and the slaves will help you wait. The next time you come back, the slaves will come in and pass."

Jiang Bilan shook her head: "I'll wait for myself."

Huayue yelled: "Yi Xia always returned to the harem after handling the affairs. It must be the **** who seduced Her Majesty to leave. She is only from the middle of her Majesty's house. If she is an identity, it is just a house. I even learned some humorous methods! "

Jiang Bilan said, "Do you still think this palace is not sad enough?"

Huiyun hurriedly comforted her: "Slave didn't think her mother had to be angry with her at all. She was born as a descendant, and now she is a widow.

The master and servant were talking, Murong Yan took Wang Yunzhao back to the palace. Jiang Bilan didn't meet up, but leaned halfway to the palace door, and at a glance she could see that she had been waiting for a long time. Murong Yan stepped forward and took her in her arms: "The wind is strong outside, why wait here?"

Jiang Bilan Rou snuggled into his arms like a boneless bone: "I always wait in the middle of the palace, my heart is in focus. Come out and watch, knowing that Your Majesty will pass through here, but will be at ease."

Mu Rongyan kissed her forehead, and touched her hand, feeling a bit cold, and couldn't help covering her arms: "Fool, don't wait outside anymore. If you return home alone, you will go to Qifeng Palace the first time. That is the only way. "

Jiang Bilan smiled brightly and shyly, "Really?"

Murong Yan stroked her simple but exquisite hair bun in her hairline, and Yiren's face could be painted. He bowed his head and kissed her in the forehead tightly: "Of course. You are the lone wife, Queen of Dayan. In this harem, besides you, what can be my heart?"

Jiang Bilan slowly embraced his waist. When he said these words, he was still tender and lingering. She tried to make herself smile sweetly, her lips raised, but there was a feeling of tears.

That night, she could feel Murong's **** | Hope was stronger than usual. Rarely did he feel so hopeless when Jiang Bilan was so passionate. The woman was said to have suffered a hundred war staff.

It turned out that only when she couldn't satisfy him, would he vent his heart?

When Murong Yan fell asleep on her side, she was sleepless all night.

The next day, Murong Yan still got up before dawn, ready to go early.

Jiang Bilan wanted to help him get dressed. Murong Yan said, "It's early, let the queen continue to sleep." After speaking, Wang Yunzhao was still serving. Wang Yunzhao was accustomed to these, and quickly dressed him neatly. The two left the Qifeng Palace, and Jiang Bilan just got out of bed and went out wearing clothes.

It was not bright outside, but the embargo was patrolling every half hour.

When Jiang Bilan came out of Qifeng Palace, he sent a painting month to find Feng Ping. Feng Ping came very quickly. He was the leader of the embargo. It was easy to avoid people. When Jiang Bilan waited in the quiet place and saw him coming, he asked, "Isn't the leader Feng saying that there is a way to put that person to death?"

Feng Ping gave her a gift, saying: "Wei Chen also did not expect that Her Majesty would release her so quickly. Depending on Her Majesty's personality, she would have to shut her down for months. This time is really strange."

Jiang Bilan said: "One night is not enough for you to succeed? Now, instead of dying, she lived in the palace grandly. Her Majesty stayed in Nanqing Palace for half a night!"

Feng Ping said, "Mother-in-law, after all, she is a general who rides on horses. Once something happens, her majesty will find the killer to calm down the anger of the army in any case. Even if we want to put her to death, we must worry about the consequences. After all, it's not the ideal ending. "

Jiang Bilan said, "What now? What now?"

Feng Ping said: "The mother-in-law is calm and impatient. This person is deceitful, but as the lord of the harem, there is always a chance to fix her."

Jiang Bilan said angrily: "You said to help me, just help me like this? Go away, I never want to see you again!"

Feng Ping stepped forward two steps: "Mother-in-law. She is just out of prison now, Your Majesty will inevitably take care of herself, and she is already alert. At this time, she must not start again. The mother-in-law must be calm." He stood very close, Jiang Bilan used his hand Push him: "You go!"

Feng Ping couldn't help holding her hawk, Jiang Bilan was startled, struggling hard. At that time the sky was not bright, and several stars were still hanging in the sky. There was a faint, long fragrance on her clothes. Feng Ping suddenly had the urge to pull her into her arms, but soon he let go of his hand.

What kind of person Murong Yan was, he knew very well. If he is found to have this kind of mind, I am afraid that his death will be quite wonderful.

He slowly took a step back and said, "Wei Chen offended. But please, mother, please know that Wei Chen is trying to find a way."

After that, he bowed and retreated.

Jiang Bilan only felt wrist pain, Feng Ping was a guard, and martial arts was not bad. His power, can she be able to bear such a noble and noble girl? She was stunned in her heart, and suddenly turned back to Huayue and said, "I heard that General Zuo was injured and lived in Nanqing Palace. There is nothing wrong now. Let's go and see her."

Huayue agreed, and Jiang Bilan thought for a while, and said, "Let people prepare a little ginseng, deer or something, and don't make me feel stingy as a queen."

Huayue quickly ordered some tonics to be packed.

In the Nanqing Palace, the left wolf was asleep, and someone outside said loudly, "The queen mother is here!"

Then the palace maid ran in: "General, general! Queen queen and maiden over, come and pick up quickly."

The left wolf had no choice but to get up, the robe had just been put on his body, and Jiang Bilan had already come in. She had to kneel on the ground: "Wei Chen see Queen Mother."

Jiang Bilan hummed, but did not let her get up. Instead, he looked around and sat down on a stool by the table.

For the first time, she looked at the left wolf with the eyes of another woman who looked at Murong Yan. The thought of Murong Yan mingling with her last night was like a poisonous snake crawling coldly in her heart. She looked at the hands holding the bow and sword, and wondered if he kissed those hands last night?

Does her hand touch every contour of him?

Did she seduce Murong Yan and hang around on this couch?

These thoughts bit her like snake ants. She said slowly, "I heard that the general was injured, and this palace came here to take a look. How is the general better?"

The left wolf knelt on the ground. In fact, the back injury was completely bad. When he leaned down and scratched his head, the skin cracked and bleeded again. But she could only kneel. She said, "If you go back to your mother, Weichen is much better."

Jiang Bilan even had an unspeakable disgust when she heard her voice. She said: "That's good, the general will presumably be in the Nanqing Palace for some time, but the palace people can still be diligent? Later, this palace will send a few more people to avoid poor care and neglect the general."

Zuo Canglang stiffened his head again, and said, "Thanks to my mother's concern, Nanqing Palace is enough. No need to send another manpower."

When she did this, the blood slowly spread away again, infiltrated the medicine yarn, and dyed the red robe. When Jiang Bilan saw it, he only made no appearance. He still said, "The general does not have to be polite. As the Lord of the Sixth Palace, this palace should take care of everything."

Zuo Canglang listened to her chat while chatting. The outside doctors had planned to come and change her medicine, but when they saw Jiang Bilan, she never dared to come in. Later, Jiang Bilan couldn't find anything, simply took a book and read it.

Until about noon, she got up, glanced at the left wolf, and said, "Looking at the memory of this palace, I just wanted to come and talk with the general, but I forgot to get the general up. The general will flatten out."

The left wolf stood on the ground and barely stood up. Jiang Bilan said: "It's not too early, the palace will go back first. Come later to talk to the general."

Zuo Canglang had to salute: "Weichen gave his mother a gift."

When Jiang Bilan went out, her back was already bloodied.