Han Ling's heart sank to the extreme, and all this qiē was a conspiracy.

"Your Majesty, you keep saying that you won't treat your aunt badly, may I ask, is this your gift?" Han Ling's face was ugly, and he asked angrily.

"Auntie, the truth, I have already made it very clear, my aunt is a smart person, she knows the stakes and interests, you don't have any jokes, my aunt won't be unclear, right?" Emperor Song Yuan's peach blossom eyes flashed with a gloomy and fierce light, absolutely ruthless, without any concession.

Han Ling knew that he and Yin Ruochen had fallen into their trap, and she couldn't help her anymore, knowing that Yin Ruochen was her husband, but she wanted to force him to become a widow, and there was nothing more vicious in the world than this...

"Okay, I promise you." Han Ling gritted his teeth, but smiled slightly and replied happily.

"Really?" Emperor Song Yuan's eyes lit up, his face was full of smiles, and he immediately asked suspiciously.

"Of course." Han Ling lowered her eyes, and her hatred went straight to the bottom of her heart, but she smiled brightly, and even more fearlessly, she quickly raised her head, looked directly at Emperor Song Yuan, and said firmly: "Your Majesty, the premise that my aunt promised you is that the emperor must promise me two things first." ”

"What's the matter?" Emperor Song Yuandi narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Ling, not knowing what she was going to say, and asked contemplatively.

"First of all, the emperor must ensure the safety of Yin Ruochen, and secondly, I have to go to visit the tombs of my father and mother, just like this, I believe it will not be too difficult for the emperor." Han Ling made these two requests unequivocally and said decisively.

"I promise you." Sure enough, as soon as Emperor Song Yuan heard Han Ling's words, his heart relaxed, and he happily agreed.

I don't know how she left the imperial study, she was in a trance, Emperor Song Yuan's words kept thinking in her ears, only if they divorced, can they save Yin Ruochen's life, it turns out that the fate between them is shallow, and this ending has been waiting for them in front for a long time, no one can help it, they have all worked hard, fought hard, after all, it is just life, life is not as big as the sky...

Han Ling smiled bitterly, touched the stomach that was still flattened, and thousands of sorrows came to her heart, and bursts of sourness lingered in the bottom of her heart. Now embattled, shouldn't come...

As soon as he approached Xiangling Pavilion, Zhao Xiangyun's heartbroken cry came from inside, and Han Ling's heart was pinched...

"Mother, don't worry, the dog will be fine, you are not in good health, you can't be too sad." Han Ling walked in, hugged Zhao Xiangyun's thin shoulders, and comforted him bitterly.

"Ling'er... Mother, please, you must save the dog. Zhao Xiangyun burst into tears, a pair of eyes were red and swollen like a trowel due to crying, she was grief-stricken, she saw Han Ling holding her hand like a life-saving straw and kept begging, incoherent, these days, she is like this, she cries when she is awake, and when she sees Han Ling, she is holding her hand and crying and crying, almost collapsed...

"Mother, don't be sad, your dog is the hero of the Northern Underworld, no one can help him, believe me." Han Ling hugged Zhao Xiangyun tightly, patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.

Zhao Xiangyun didn't listen, and when she heard it, she was even more sad, she took Han Ling's hand with tears in her eyes, and said sadly: "Ling'er, don't comfort me, although I'm old, but this brain is not confused, these people are not good people, they put the dog in prison, that is to want his life... How could he let him go, now I don't know if he is dead or alive, maybe he will be tortured, everyone who enters the prison of the Northern Underworld will shed his skin if he does not die, and the dog is a thorn in their eye, let alone let him go. Zhao Xiangyun was even more sad when she said this, and she couldn't cry.

Han Ling's heart was extremely uncomfortable, how could she not understand these truths, but she couldn't say it clearly, she couldn't say it, she couldn't say it, she didn't think of Zhao Xiangyun after she woke up, but her brain was not ambiguous at all, and it was difficult to hide it from her.

"Ling'er, promise my mother." Zhao Xiangyun took Han Ling's hand and begged: "Ling'er, my mother knows that you are not a mortal, you are now the princess Xiangling of the Northern Underworld, and you are the only one who can save the dog, please think of a way, save the dog, it can be regarded as a begging for your mother." ”

Han Ling was astringent in his heart, but he smiled faintly, and said calmly: "Mother, don't worry, Brother Ruochen will be fine, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let him have an accident, I will definitely return a good dog to you, rest assured, only if you are well, Brother Ruochen can rest at ease, you must know that Brother Ruochen will take the initiative to let them be arrested and imprisoned because we want to protect us, otherwise with his ability, no matter how many people can help him." ”

Han Ling's tone was steady and gentle, and Zhao Xiangyun, who was crying, stopped crying, raised her head, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and asked happily, "Really?" Ling'er, will you really rescue the dog? ”

Han Ling smiled slightly, combed her messy silver threads, and whispered in her ear: "Mother, believe me, as long as I am here, Brother Ruochen will be fine." ”

Zhao Xiangyun smiled.

Han Ling hugged her tightly, the smile on her face was helpless and bitter, but her heart was endlessly bitter.

In the solemn and solemn royal mausoleum, the tomb of Emperor Song Zu and the queen stand side by side, according to the direction of feng shui, here sits in the north and faces south, is the head of the dragon, when Emperor Song Zu has not yet passed away, he has chosen to pull here, hoping that the north of the underworld will be smooth sailing and prosperous in the future, so he ordered himself to be mourned here with the queen.

Han Ling stood in front of the mausoleum for a long time, and the voice and smile of the queen in the dream kept flashing in his mind, why did his father pass on the throne to Emperor Song Yuan on his deathbed? Why does the queen mother always appear in her dreams with bleeding from the corners of her mouth, isn't there anything wrong with this qiē?

She was in a restless mood, her feelings were extremely low, her father's mausoleum was very deserted, only a few old eunuchs were guarding here, and the lush trees hid the summer heat, highlighting the unusual gloom and strictness.

To come to visit her father and mother, this is actually her long-cherished wish, although her memory has been incomplete, but for many years like a nightmare entangled in her soul and subconscious of the longing, so that she can't wait to see her father and mother, this cup of thin soil buried in her body is the closest person, even if the yin and yang are far away, at this moment Han Ling feels so kind and at ease.

After a long time, Han Ling sat motionless in front of the mausoleum, and secretly thought in his heart: Father, can you tell me, how to rescue Brother Ruochen? Even though he is not your own blood, he is my husband, and you don't reject him, do you? You have always valued him, otherwise he would not have become the silver prince who is famous in the world, he is the pillar of the Northern Underworld, the Northern Underworld can't lose him, I can't lose him, although I am about to divorce him in order to save his life, but the child in my womb is his, and I must not let the child lose his father...

The cool breeze gusted, leaving a whimper, and a few old evil cries drifted through the air.

I don't know how long it took, Hanling's feet were numb...

"Ling'er." A calm and familiar voice sounded behind her, and Han Ling didn't move.

This must be a dream, how could someone call her Ling'er in this desolate and deserted cemetery... And she didn't know anyone...

Han Ling sighed, it seems that such a dream-like day has passed for a long time...

"Ling'er." The voice floated in front of her and sounded again, although it was not loud but it was clear and powerful, so that Han Ling could no longer believe that it was a dream, and raised her head in surprise.

A man as warm as jade, dressed in a brocade robe, wearing a neck bead, stepping on official boots, with a quiet smile on the front, looking at her with friendly and pitying eyes, his eyes are bright, gentle and open, he has a long jade body, and the jade tree stands like the wind, and his awe-inspiring air cannot be underestimated.

"Prince Silver." Han Ling screamed...

"Ling'er, it's me." Prince Silver smiled softly and whispered.

"Uncle Huang, why did you come here?" Han Ling looked left and right and asked puzzledly.

"Shhhh With that, he turned and walked towards the lush woods at the end of the mausoleum.

Han Ling came back to his senses in shock, glanced left and right, hesitated for a while, and walked in front of the Yinqin Dynasty.

Deep in the woods, a thatched house stood alone, and Prince Silver flashed inside.

"Uncle Huang, where is this?" Han Ling walked in and asked in disbelief.

"Ling'er, don't panic, this is an inconspicuous corner of the royal mausoleum, no one will come, the emperor sneaked in today to tell you something important." Prince Yin said softly, a trace of shame flashed on his face, looked at Han Ling's face, and asked with concern, "Ling'er, is your body okay?" Did he embarrass you? ”

Han Ling smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Huang, don't worry, he hasn't done anything to me for the time being." ”

"That's good, Uncle Huang is worried that he will not be good for you, you are now pregnant with Ruochen's blood and bones, if something happens to you, Ruochen will feel guilty for the rest of his life, and now it seems that he will not do anything to you before the goal is achieved." Prince Yin sighed and said, his face full of helplessness and unbearability, "Ling'er, don't blame Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang doesn't have the ability to save you now, even when he comes to see you, he can only sneak here." ”

When Prince Yin said this, he sighed heavily, and when Han Ling heard him mention Yin Ruochen, his heart moved, and he asked anxiously: "Uncle Huang, how is Brother Ruochen now?" ”

Prince Silver didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

Han Ling only felt nervous and sad in her heart to the extreme, when Yin Ruochen followed them calmly and fearlessly from in front of her, although he was bound by iron chains, but the moment he finally turned around and smiled at her, that dazzling smile took root in her mind, making her heart ache unspeakably, proud as he was, even if he became a prisoner, he was unwilling to give up his self-esteem, and left fearlessly with his pride.

Although Han Ling knew that it was a smile that he wanted to reassure herself, she had already read a different taste from it, others didn't understand, but she understood, so her heart hurt very much.

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