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

After stopping the mischief of Changsun Ling, Sheng Yan explained to her why she went to see Zhao Yichen. Changsun Ling seemed to be successfully distracted by her, and immediately lay in her arms and listened to her obediently.

Sheng Yan nodded:

"It doesn't mean to give up here, but to make him understand the feeling of completely losing everything. I hate his superb appearance."

She briefly mentioned a few words.

Long Sun Lingzheng wanted to ask about her and Zhao Yichen's chat, but might as well the other party suddenly changed the subject and asked unexpectedly:

"What's wrong with your knees"

Long Sun Ling conditioned to spit out the words: "Afternoon with mother-"

She noticed Sheng Yan's rhetoric and stopped what she wanted to explain in time, but even so, it was not much better. Sheng Yan quickly grasped the point:

"What happened to the Queen Empress"

"She has always spoiled you, and she will punish you suddenly if she doesn't make sense, please be honest."

...

The other side.

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

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

That night, his spirit broke down completely.

He cannot sleep.

Zhao Yichen clearly felt that he was not afraid of the guillotine, and even felt that he could generously and calmly carry the calculations and absurdities of this life to death, but until the heart was quiet, he could not find sleep.

He panicked.

At night, he slapped the railing desperately and quarreled those who were guarding him again, and his words were full of ridicule:

"Young Master Zhao, you are now powerless to return to heaven. When all the forces are also wanted, don't do that meaningless struggle."

"Previously, I told you how you put your life and death out of control, righteousness, and so, don't tell me that you only think about being afraid now."

Zhao Yichen's eyes were filled with crazy persistence, he looked at the visitor stubbornly, and said:

"Give me a bowl of soothing soup."

"No matter how bad it is, give me a bowl of obsession-medicine will work."

He must go to sleep, he must go to sleep.

Nan Jin in the day is like a ruthless and unrighteous Shura. Only in the dream, the one who loves him deeply and hates him deeply, has lived and died for him countless times, and has also dragged him to bury him countless times. It is him. The person who truly loves.

Hearing Zhao Yichen's words, the soldier guarding him felt a little strange, as if he had never seen such a rarity, he looked at him for a long while, and then he was amused:

"Your request is really special."

"Yes, wait, you don't want the stubb-off meal you didn't want before, you don't have to worry if you don't bring it to you. Honestly, wait for tomorrow to go to the practice field."

Zhao Yichen pursed his lips and barely found his mind:

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

The soldier looked at him a few times and shook his head. After a while, he really got him some magic medicine.

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

Zhao Yichen didn't pick it, he looked at the muddy water, and didn't know what emotions flashed in his eyes. After a long while, he drank the bowl of water.

It was like getting rid of the interference of oneself in the mortal world, wanting to enter the clean, pure dream from now on, to find the indulgence and happiness of this life.

He fell asleep deeply, the pottery bowl fell weakly from his hand, and the crisp sound that fell on the ground didn't disturb him at all.

I don't know if he can't wait to come to the appointment in advance.

The second day.

Zhao Yichen woke up after being shaken roughly.

It wasn't the soldier who gave him a bowl of confusing soup yesterday, but another person. The executioner took a look at him not far away, turned and left, wondering if he had to sharpen the knife.

Everyone knows that he, the remnant of the previous dynasty who attempted to restore the country, is now about to be punished with a sluggish state.

Zhao Yichen looked confused for a moment when he saw people, and then turned into hysterical madness:

"no--"

"not like this."

"Where's Nan Girl, Nan Girl, you see me for the last time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face by someone.

"Hey, brother, what a great dream of spring and autumn is really good for our Second Highness. It doesn't matter if you see Mei Jiao'e once before you die, why do you still think about the beauty of other people with you?"

"Even I know how to pity and cherish jade, you guy looks like a scholar, but you are much more cruel than me."

Zhao Yichen was awakened by the force of that slap.

With coldness in his bones, he finally realized what the phrase "there will be indefinite" that Nan Jin said to him yesterday.

He once thought about using this woman, wanting to rely on her to achieve his throne, but in the end his business for more than ten years was uprooted by her——

He had wanted this woman to bow down to himself, but he didn't get this person until he died, and even the night before he died, that person didn't even enter his dream.

Many thoughts flashed in Zhao Yichen's mind, and the expression in his eyes was also uncertain. Those many thoughts finally sighed into one sentence:

If there is an afterlife.

He won't provoke this woman anymore.

...

"Congratulations to the player for completing the task—"

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 raised her hand on her waist, imprisoning her actions not to leave.

So the indifference towards Zhao Yichen quickly turned into tenderness.

This guy……

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

Long Sun Ling unexpectedly ran to the queen and came out.

If the prince hadn't happened to come to greet his mother and take care of her, maybe she would not have seen the grandson Ling who could stand upright after she went out.

Maybe the kid would really have to be memorized by her in the end.

Even if Sheng Yan didn’t listen to the scene she described at the time, she could guess the queen’s wrath. In this day and age, she wouldn’t dare to end up without getting married or even spending time with another daughter. Think about it.

This little girl...

On the surface, it was a child who would come up to her to blow up, and he would not accept the slightest grievances when he grew up with a golden spoon in his hands.

Now that she was silent, she came out behind her back.

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

She raised her hand, seeming to want to pat the face of the sleeping grandson, so that she would wake up from such a worry-free state of sleep and reflect on what she had done.

However, when the hand fell on Changsun Ling's face, only light movements remained, almost touching.

Zhang Sun Ling seemed to feel something in her sleep, and subconsciously rubbed her palm, and then moved her head, gently pouting, and unconsciously made a kiss in the palm of her palm.

The cherishment of her is evident.

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

After thinking about it, she gently removed the human hand from her body, deliberately slowing down and lightening her movements a lot, preparing to prepare a breakfast for the children.

...

Inside the palace.

On the day when Zhao Yichen died, there was no peace in the whole palace.

It's okay for the Supreme Emperor. Now he has passed the throne directly to Changsun Ze, and he only needs to worry about his injuries and recuperate every day.

What is strange is the atmosphere in the palace of the queen dowager and the palace of the future emperor.

When I heard that the princess went back to the palace to greet the queen mother that day, the current saint was about to go to see his mother, queen and sister, as a result—

As soon as he entered the hall, he ran into the punished matter of the princess who angered the queen mother.

At that time, all the palace members were driven out, only the sound of falling things inside could be heard from a distance, as well as the angry words of the queen mother.

No one knows what the new emperor said, except that after the princess left that day, the atmosphere between the new emperor and the queen mother was a little bit twisted.

He still went to ask for peace every day, but the gates of the queen mother's palace were locked up every day. Because of his physical discomfort, he avoided the courtesans' greetings. Naturally, the emperor couldn't see his own mother.

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

Today, the Shangyi Bureau sent the clothes that should be worn at the ceremony of the new emperor's ascension to the emperor's eye.

I don't know if it is because of the majesty bonus of the new emperor, Changsun Ze now looks a lot more powerful.

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

"My clothes have always been decided by the Queen Mother. You can submit them to the Queen Mother's Palace and let her decide."

"Yes."

The palace people exchanged glances quietly, and happily walked back with the plate.

Chang Sun Ze stood there for a while.

Suddenly he pulled his legs out and walked out.

"emperor--"

The waiter who followed him all the year was taken aback, and hurriedly followed, wondering where he suddenly wanted to go like this.

Chang Sun Ze waved his hand and said:

"Let's go see it together."

"The mother's queen has been closed for many days, so I took a doctor to show her, so that I can rest assured."

"The emperor is full of filial piety, and the queen mother will naturally be happy." The servant slapped his horse quickly, while turning around and ordering people to do something, he didn't forget to flatter him.

After about two sticks of incense.

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

The interiors looked at each other, and few dared to bother him. They just wondered in their hearts what he was standing here for a long time.

Chang Sun Ze remembered that when he was a child, every time he interceded for his sister, he always felt a little nervous when he stepped into this palace.

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

I'm afraid that I will shame her, I'm afraid that I haven't met her expectations.

Unlike Ling'er, she didn't need to do anything when she was born, she was just like a pistachio, and she was arrogant.

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

"Ling'er is like this, you, as the big brother, will have to bear more in the future..."

"She is so uncomfortable, but my brother Ze is sensible. If you have always been so sensible and can take care of her in the future, I won't have anything to worry about..."

No one knew, he himself felt that every time he walked into the mother's queen's palace for the sake of his grandson, he had compromised the will of the mother's queen.

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

This was the only time he had pleaded for eldest Sun Ling from childhood, but he was unwilling to pay the price for her.

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

The person he wants most in his life is his sister.

It has nothing to do with Ling'er, it's just that since he was a child, he has forgotten what kind of mood he should show to the things he likes.

Because he doesn't want to be figured out by the people around him, he is gentle, polite, and modest, and when he is strong, he is strong, and strives to get closer to the perfect personality of a gentleman.

Because he doesn't want to be guessed about his preferences, he never reveals his preferences, as if he treats everything equally.

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

Don’t blame Nanjin’s last choice.

He did a terrible job.

He stood at the gate of the palace for a whole time, until the palace man next to the queen mother Xia Yanfeng got the order, opened the door, and carefully saluted him:

"The emperor, the empress dowager would like to please."

Chang Sun Ze returned to his senses, smiled at the palace man, and stepped into the palace gate with a calm heart.

When the queen mother heard his intentions, she didn't say a word, she just raised her eyes to see how the new dragon robe was made by the Garment Bureau, and after pointing out the routing and fabrics of several places, she looked at him and said:

"What happened to the emperor today, he stood there for a long time at the gate of Ai's family, and he didn't know that Ai's family was old and disrespectful, so he dared to shake the emperor's face."

"Children dare not."

Changsun Ze simply knelt down and said to her.

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

"It's all the blame for the Aijia, for making your sister such a personality since she was a child, now she can even do such bad things."

"The emperor doesn't have to show her, the Southern girl, the Aijia must be removed."

Chang Sun Ze didn't move, he just raised his eyes calmly, and said after a long while:

"Miss Nan, the queen may not be able to move."

"you--"

Xia Yanfeng raised his finger to him, a little anger flashed in his eyes.

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

Chang Sunze didn’t move, and paused before repliing: “The queen mother thinks that Ling'er is not married and that she will lose her royal face when she has a relationship with Nan Da, or she should be the son of today, and she will be the queen of the flower house, and she will lose her royal face. "

"What do you mean!" Xia Yanfeng patted the table, never expecting that his son would have to make a big deal with him for so many years.

Chang Sun Ze didn't speak, he seemed to be brewing something.

Sure enough, soon, he spoke again:

"Queen mother calmed down."

"The son listened to you last time, that the daughter of Master Shangshu has both ability and political integrity, good character, and her sons and ministers look good, and she is thinking of what her mother said."

"Seven days later, the enthronement ceremony of the sons and ministers will be held. At that time, the courtiers will ask me to fill the harem. It will be a matter of time after the seal is granted. What does the queen think?"

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

"The emperor is threatening Laijia, or let the Hualou woman spend time with your sister, or you will marry the daughter of Shangshu-or you will marry the woman yourself."

Chang Sun Ze's voice is neither overbearing nor overbearing: "But please make your decision."

"You can't be determined by the Ai family. Now you are the emperor. The Ai family is just an old woman in the deep palace." Xia Yanfeng was so angry with him, coupled with the things before the grandson Ling, now his mood is simply bad. Can't describe it 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 this sentence refers to, and then said after a long time:

"If I am the emperor for one day, I will protect her for one day."

...

Nanyang County Prince's Mansion.

Sheng Yan was busy in the kitchen when she suddenly heard Hua Baihe smile and say congratulations to her.

She was still at a loss, thinking of congratulating the completion of the mission, didn’t she already hear it?

Suddenly.

A voice sounded outside the door: "It smells so delicious, the more I smell it, the more hungry I get, when can I have dinner?"

She turned her head to look.

Seeing that Chang Sun Ling was automatically launched onto her body like a small cannon-ball, she raised her hand and hugged her waist, rubbing her face against her back behind him.

Sheng Yan smiled and raised her hand to put flour on her nose:

"Alright, why did you get up"

"You won't be able to sleep anymore." Long Sun Ling leaned on her shoulder and said slowly.

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

Now that Nan Jianchi's case is ordinary, her official deed is naturally ruined. Now she is in Congliang body, and of course she wants to stay wherever she wants.

Long Sun Ling hugged her waist and said coquettishly:

"How can tomorrow be enough to accompany me to sleep every day after that."

"good."

Sheng Yan replied crookedly.

Chang Sun Ling rolled her eyes, and suddenly pushed her forward, saying: "Since I didn't sleep with me today, should Ajin be punished?"

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

The eldest grandson Ling smiled: "The people around me have been taken away by me a long time ago. You can't fool me with someone else's set now. I was still thinking about the carriage yesterday. How about paying the bill in the kitchen today?"

Sheng Yan's discoloration suddenly changed: "You don't--"

She didn't finish her words, but her mouth was gagged by the eldest Sun Ling.

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

The author has something to say: two more get

I went to memorize the manuscript, and I will reply tomorrow, and I may be scolded for being so **** and worthless.

So today I need to do some psychological preparation, over.

In addition, this copy will end tomorrow, and the next copy is a little evil of mine. It is still the next year. If you don't like it, you can wait for the next world hehehe.

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