"She's my queen!"

Ji Ruxue didn't know whether to tell it to herself, or to the civil and military officials kneeling in the court. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Qingyun knelt there, holding the jade seal of the prison country in his hand.

"The phoenix seal has not been granted, the edict has not been issued, even if the emperor thinks that she is your queen in his heart, but in my opinion, she is just the daughter of my Yan family, born in the Yan family, and naturally she will be buried in the Yan family. ”

"Taifu, isn't it good to let her stay with me?" Ji Ruxue's fingertips carefully touched Yan Hui in her arms, lest she disturb her deep sleep.

"When she was alive, the emperor should have asked this, I don't know how she answered, I only know that it is not in harmony with you to do this. ”

Yan Qingyun put the jade seal of the prison country on the ground, "I came here today to take her home, you are the emperor, you can change the rules in the palace, but the rules of my Yan family cannot be changed." ”

"Why?" Ji Ruxue asked Shengsheng, "Why did she leave? Why didn't you let her stay?

"Yan Hui, can you tell me the reason? As long as you say, I can change it. ”

"As long as you say ......"

Seeing this, Yan Qingyun also sighed lightly.

"She has already gone, although the palace is good, but all she wants is the corner of the mansion in Tanglin."

Yan Qingyun said and leaned down deeply, "You let her go, and you let yourself go." ”

Let her go, let herself go?

No, she is his obsession, how can he let go.

Ji Ruxue looked at the woman who was wearing a phoenix crown and lying in the coffin with her eyes closed, "I know that you may be unhappy if you do this, but my queen can only be you." ”

Ji Ruxue said and stood up.

"From today on, Xia Shang changed the name of the country to Yan, and the daughter of the Yan family, Yan Hui, is virtuous and virtuous, Hui is Lanxin, and I am happy, and I am specially named the queen of my Yan country. ”

Ji Ruxue put the phoenix seal on Yan Hui's side with her own hand, "Yan Hui, you are my queen now, I know you don't want to, so you will reprimand me in the future." ”

"Yan Hui, I'm the emperor, I can't let go of this Jiangshan Sheji now, but don't worry, I will definitely go to Tanglin to find you, and then lie there with you and watch the clouds rise and sunset in Tanglin together. ”

"Yan Hui, you must wait for me. ”

The lid of the coffin, depicting a golden dragon and a colorful phoenix, was slowly closed, gradually hiding the face of the woman in the coffin.

"Taifu, take her away, before I change my mind......"

"Yu Xiaosan, I'm leaving. ”

The woman dressed in a spring rain smoke stood there smiling slightly, and then disappeared into a breeze.

"Yan Hui!"

Yu Zhuliu woke up from the nightmare, but he was delighted by Hua Murong, who had been paying attention to his situation.

"The chickenpox in your body has gone away, why are you only waking up now?"

Yu Zhuliu had a headache and supported his forehead, he had been lying in bed for more than ten days, and now he felt that the bones in his body were "crackling" like fried beans, but this only lasted for a moment, and he fell back on the bed.

For more than ten days, he has only relied on decoction to maintain, and he has relied on his body, otherwise he is afraid that he will not even be able to get out of bed.

"Why are you here?" Yu Zhuliu's arms covered his eyes, blocking the glare of the sun outside the window.

"You have contracted the plague in Haicheng, and most of the soldiers have also contracted the disease, so someone must come here. ”

Being mentioned by Hua Murong, Yu Zhuliu remembered his original intention of coming here, he had been lying on the bed for more than ten days, so where was Yan Hui? What happened to Yan Hui? She came to Haicheng earlier than herself, could she also get into the plague?

And what's worse is that just when he was infected with the plague, the city lord of the West Sea had already decided to burn the city, would Yan Hui have already ......

Yu Zhuliu lifted the quilt on his body and wanted to get out of bed, but was easily pressed back by Hua Murong.

"You haven't taken care of your body and bones yet, where are you going to go so anxious?"

Yu Yiliu anxiously held Hua Murong's arm, "How is Haicheng now......?"

"What do you want," Hua Murong smiled, "You are not in Haicheng now, don't worry, the plague has passed, not only us, but even the people in this city have survived." ”

It turned out that the plague had passed, and Yu Zhuliu was relieved to hear it, but he felt that there was a faint cry outside the window.

Isn't the plague over? How can anyone still cry?

"What's going on out there?"

Hua Murong heard this, but walked to the window and closed the window, "Is it too loud to make you noisy, you better rest first, I'll go out to see if there is any white porridge prepared on the stove, and give you a bowl, you haven't eaten for so many days, are you so hungry that you can eat a cow now?"

Hua Murong joked casually, but he couldn't hold it anymore in his heart, and he left Yu Zhuliu's eyes as if he was running away.

As soon as the door behind him closed, Hua Murong, a dignified seven-foot man, couldn't help but squat on the ground and feel uncomfortable.

This is the place where the plague was most raging in Haicheng, and they were supposed to be burned to death by a fire, but they were saved by a woman.

They were grateful for her kindness, so they carved a stone statue here to thank their benefactor.

But only last night, they learned that their benefactor, Queen Yan, had an emergency and went.

Under the statue of a masked woman's head, there were gathered the people of Haicheng who came to mourn, they were thousands of miles away from the capital, although they could not personally send their benefactor a ride, but they were seeing off Yanhui in their own way.

Hua Murong looked at everything in front of him and felt even more sad, a good person, he was still alive when he left, why was it gone in the blink of an eye?

The closed door behind him opened at some point, and Yu Zhuliu stood there in his coat, quietly looking at the statue, even if it was not finished, even if he was masked, he still recognized at a glance the serious and calm and wise, and bright and intoxicating eyes when teasing.

He did hear Yan Hui's voice when he was asleep, he originally thought it was a hallucination, but he didn't expect Yan Hui to really come.

"Where is she?" Yu Zhuliu looked at Hua Murong on the side with a pair of red eyes.

"Who she is. Hua Murong pushed Yu Zhuliu to let him in, "It's windy outside, you better go back and rest." ”

"I'll ask you again, where is she!"

"She's in Tanglin. ”

Yu Ying came from afar with May, "You ride May to Tanglin now, maybe you can see her for the last time." ”

What is called the last side!

She ...... What's wrong?" Yu Zhuliu's throat was very blocked.

Yu Ying handed the reins to Yu Zhuliu, "Dry food and water have been prepared for you, go quickly." ”

Yu Zhuliu turned over and got on the horse, he didn't see his master for many days, and May was also very excited, Yu Zhuliu shook the reins and was about to leave, but Yu Ying pulled his sleeve.

"It took her a long time to get you back, and whatever the outcome, I think she wants you to live well. ”

Hearing this, Yu Zhuliu's heart was even more chaotic, what happened to Yan Hui?

He no longer hesitated, and simply flicked the reins and rode away.

Hua Murong stood on one side and worried, "Can his body withstand this long journey?"

"If you are injured on your body, you can use medicine and take time to recuperate, but if you have an injury in your heart, I am afraid that it will be difficult to heal in this life. ”

Before Yu Zhuliu left the sea city, the news of Queen Yan's return to the city was overwhelming.

He only felt ridiculous when he heard it, how could Yan Hui become the queen, and how could he ...... Fallen?

But who would tell him what were the two words written on the tombstone in front of him?

"Wanhu Hou also asks for condolences, after all, people can't be resurrected after death. Yan Qingyun said to the stunned Yu Zhuliu.

"Is it Yan Hui buried here?"

"It's really Yan Yan, she suddenly fell ill a few days ago, and she didn't survive two days, so she ......"

"How could this be Yan Hui!"

Yu Zhuliu looked at Yan Qingyun with bare eyes, "You must be here to lie to me!"

"Yan Hui, you come out! Are you hiding here!"

But except for the sound of the cold wind blowing through the tomb, the person he was expecting never appeared.

All the pretended strength collapsed in an instant, and everyone kept repeating telling him that Yan Hui was dead and was buried under this loess.

There was frost on the ends of his hair, and before he could salute, his head was full of green hair that had turned into frost and snow.

"Yan Hui, you said you were going to give me a chance! Why did you hide by yourself!"

Yu Zhuliu lay there there, desperately picking at the loess on the tomb, the raised loess stained his tear-stained cheeks, and fell on the white hair behind him, which looked very absurd and ridiculous.

At this time, he still has the high spirit when he was named the Marquis of Wanhu in the past.

Yan Qingyun saw all this, but he didn't step forward to stop it.

"What kind of hatred does Wanhu Hou have with Yan Yan that he wants to open her grave and expose her bones just after she is buried?"

His fingers, which were worn by the stones and stained with loess blood, suddenly stopped, and Yu Yiliu leaned down on the tomb and wept bitterly like a child.

"Yan Hui, I don't want that chance, you'll come, okay......"