How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

The Meng master above the Imperial City finally disappeared. Countless imperial city residents sighed and sighed. Every day at leisure, watching the silver-gray tabby cat has become an indispensable part of life.

The researchers at the Hanlin Academy are also lost, and this figurative spiritual ability can't be observed again. However, Sheng has already asked this question, and began to investigate the identity of this mysterious person, as long as he is still in the imperial city, it will take a long time to find out.

Lu Heng is innocent to scruple these things, he is still immersed in the dialogue he just heard.

Do you think Xia Lingheng was the child of that year?

Huining Queen Mother and Prince Rong, what kind of past events. Reminiscent of Rong’s attitude towards himself, plus this sentence, it is almost certain that he or Xia Lingheng is not a child of Rong Prince. The indifference of the Prince of Rongrong can be explained.

The truth of everything seems to have to find a way to learn from Empress Huining. However, this is of great importance. Even if Huining is too late to love Lu Heng, I am afraid that it will not reveal the points.

This matter is naturally difficult for Lu Heng, who now has a spiritual ability to enter the country.

night.

Changle Palace.

Empress Dowager is an avid fan of ancient Chinese culture, and everything in the residence follows the ancient system. The Queen Mother had already slept, leaving only a dimly lit palace lantern in the sleeping hall.

A breeze skipped, and the candlelight in the lantern lighted a few times.

Xia Mingming stood by the bed, a silver-white shadow leaping from his arms, and lightly fell on the bed.

The soft meat pad did not make a slight noise. Lu Heng's body emits soft white light, and uses mental energy to let people who are asleep on the bed enter a deeper level of sleep. Later, he gently put his head on the forehead of Empress Huining.

Lu Heng entered the spiritual world of Empress Huining. Under his guidance, the spiritual world reconstructed the past.

In the spiritual world of Huining’s Empress, there is a picture of a scene. Although there are some chaos, but from the age of the people in the painting, Lu Heng speculates that in addition to these pictures, they are arranged according to a timeline. Lu Heng rose to the place where the picture was flush, and the claws were gently touched, and the scrolls were turned over like a wave of water.

Later, Lu Heng entered the world of memories in these scrolls.

The first painting.

The two girls sat in the garden, one of them was the young Empress Huining, and the other was the prince Wang Rong who Lu Heng had only seen in the photo.

"Like, the Prince confessed to me and said that he likes me."

"So how do you answer?"

"You know. I don't like him."

"But Xia Zefang has nothing to say, do you really want to reject His Royal Highness for him?"

"Always try it. I tried to die." said Empress Huining.

The second painting.

The handsome young man who is long and handsome, embraces the graceful and beautiful girl. After a while, the two talents were blushing apart, and they were somewhat overwhelmed.

"Aning, I..."

Empress Huining smiled: "The nerd. Everything is hidden in my heart. If I didn't take the initiative to say it, would you not want to talk forever?"

"I, you are so good, I am not worthy of you." Young Rong Prince said.

"What do you say? The elite class is the best. Everything is the best. If you pass it out, the whole country will learn to laugh."

"my mother……"

"I like you, who has nothing to do with everything else."

Lu Heng, who is next to him, thinks of the mother of Rong’s prince, who seems to be only a low-serving maid. This is also the most criticized place for Prince Rong.

The third painting.

The girl was sitting at the feet of a middle-aged beautiful woman with tears in her face.

"Mother, how can you promise to marry me to the Prince? You know that I am happy with Xia Zefang!"

"Anning! Born in the home of the dignitary, you should have prepared this well! The sacred purpose, do you think we have the right to say no?"

"Why, why must it be me."

"Because you are riding a general, because you hold the most elite army of the Chinese dynasty in your hand." The beautiful woman stopped for a moment, after all, she could not bear to wipe the tears for her daughter. "The prince is the scorpion of the Yuan Dynasty. Let anyone shake his position."

"I, what I like in my heart is Xia Zefang."

"You can't marry Xia Zefang even if you don't marry for life. The Holy Spirit will not allow the tragedy of the brothers to reappear. The battle of imperial power a hundred years ago, how many people have you forgotten?"

The Empress Huining was finally silenced with a pale face.

The fourth painting.

The beautiful girl pulled the sleeves of the handsome young man, the strength of the big, the white back of the hand even burst into the blue veins.

"Ze Fang, you take me away, I don't care about this rich and wealthy. This is a big star, as long as we are anonymous, no one can find us."

"Aning, I can't do this. Take you away, what should my mother do!" Xia Zefang's hand gently covered the girl's back.

"Yeah, my parents. What do they do if I am gone?" The Empress Dowahin waking up from the intense mood and muttered to herself, "But, stay, what do we do."

The young glory of the Prince’s eyes was red, and the lines of his jaw were stretched tightly. Finally, he finally opened his hand to the Empress Dowager: "We, forget it."

The fifth painting.

Big wedding night.

The temple was full of red, hot red, dressed in a red robe, bending over and gently pinching the chin sitting on the bed next to the girl. Huining’s queen bowed her head and pretended to avoid the other’s fingers inadvertently.

"Oh." Prince sneered, "Aning, you are hurting my heart too much. I have spent a lot of thoughts to get you."

Empress Huining looked up and was puzzled.

"Right, tell you a secret. In fact, your father proposed to remove the A to return to the field, only for the freedom of marriage of his daughter. However, I insisted on marrying you, is it very moving?" Smile.

"Why, do you want to force someone who doesn't care about you?"

Unexpectedly, the prince seemed to hear something extremely ridiculous, and laughed.

After a while, he barely stopped smiling: "You really thought that I like you. You are wrong, I am jealous of you, just because you are the person that Xia Zefang loves. He presses me everywhere and throws my face in Stepping on the ground, it is just a son of a mean woman."

"..." Empress Huining was trembling and could not say a word.

The fifth painting.

The Prince of the Year was already in place, and it was the Emperor Kang Pingdi.

Today is the round moon festival. According to the usual practice, Emperor Kangping should have spent the festive season with the empress. He went to the Guilin Palace, leaving the Empress Dowager to stay alone.

The Empress Huining was alone in the yard, and she used alcohol to eliminate it.

"Aning."

"Ze Fang, how are you here?"

"I miss you, I can't control myself."

"You may not be too ridiculous to say this. Have you not married a long time ago? Now you are in front of me." Hui Ning was crying and shouting. "You are right?"

"Aning, you know that people like us have never been married because of you. You are like this, too."

The Empress Huining was finally unable to sit back on the stone bench, and the two were relative.

In the chaos of drinking, the two who lost their minds made a big mistake.

The sixth painting.

Kang Pingdi visited the Western European Stars. The Empress Dowager has been pregnant for several months, and it is inconvenient to follow up and stay in the Emperor Star for labor.

After nine deaths, Empress Huining gave birth to twins. However, the birthmark of one of the children was shocked by Empress Huining, because she also saw the same birthmark in the same place.

Fortunately, there were not many people present, and they were the exclusive personal servants of Empress Huining. She took the initiative and quickly blocked the palace. She only released news that the Queen was being rescued because of the difficult birth.

Later, she took the genetic tester and found that the father of the two children turned out to be different people.

One is the child of Kang Pingdi, and the other is the child of the prince Xia Zefang.

Later, Prince Rong received the secret communication of Empress Huining, and implied that he entered the Queen's Palace and took away the child who should not exist.

A few days later, Rong’s Prince’s House heard the news that Wang Hao’s dying death.

The seventh painting.

"It’s like death, isn’t you moving something in it!” Hui Ning’s face was pale and angry.

"Anning, how can you look at me like this! Even if I don't love her, I will take care of her as a wife." Rong Prince is sincere. "It's just like the body is not good, you know it? This is really just An accident."

"What a child like?"

"The child, went with his mother."

"So, now the Prince of the Prince..."

"Yes, it is our children. There is a scorpion identity, and everything that belongs to me afterwards is his."

After all, the Empress Huining just sighed. These things, like a vortex, rolled her deeper and deeper and became more and more involuntarily.

The eighth painting.

On the way back from the Western European star field, Kang Pingdi became ill.

"The tragedy of all this is caused by him." Rong Rong said.

"What do you want." Hui Ning was coveted, and the heart was unwilling to emerge. Her life, like a life, Xia Zefang's life, because of Kang Pingdi, fell into such a sad situation.

"Do you want to retaliate against him?"

Empress Huining looked up and looked at the prince of honor.

"Isn't he the most proud of his pure blood? Isn't he looking down on the son of my maid? If this is the highest position of the Chinese dynasty, I am sitting with Xia Zefang and Aning your child." A happy look, "Probably under Jiuquan, he can't look at it."

The face of Empress Huining gradually became firmer from the struggle. The hatred of Haotian is, after all, the impact of her intellectuality.

The last painting.

"You have to take care of him. He is only a child after all. The grievances of those of us have nothing to do with him." Empress Huining was a bit reluctant to caress the face of the baby in the arms of Rong.

"What else do you have to worry about, his blood has already entered the jade card, and then I will take care of him and prevent him from making any accidents. Besides, the identity of Rong’s scorpion is enough for this child to enjoy his life. The glory of wealth is rich."

Empress Huining looked at the back of Rong’s mother who had disappeared from the temple with her child, and stood for a long while.

After a moment, she coveted the child lying on the bed, and the finger on the back of the neck stayed for a moment.

She then took the potion on the side and applied it to the birthmark.