Ruan Yanluo's heart, which had been tightened, seemed to come to life suddenly, and she almost wanted to scream.

Swindler! Swindler!

Dad and Aunt Momiji must not be dead! What to hold their heads, simply impossible!

However, in an instant, two more people came in behind him, and those two people, one of them holding a tray, on the tray, placed two things, covered with bright red cloth.

However, even that red color could not hide the crimson blood stains that appeared underneath.

Ruan Yanluo's face turned pale instantly, his lips were bitten together, and he couldn't say a word, just desperately opened his eyes.

At this time, the man finally walked into the hall completely and entered the eyes of everyone.

Ruan Yanluo's eyes had been staring closely in that direction, and the moment he saw someone, he exclaimed in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhuang! ”

She had thought about countless possible ways to teach him a hard lesson. But the moment she saw this person, she was still shocked.

Zhuang Qinglan, that is the only disciple of her father, she has always trusted someone!

She will not forget Jì, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he was obviously drugged, but he would rather hurt himself than touch her.

How could it be him?

How could it be him? Even if it is everyone in this world, she will not be surprised, but it should not be Zhuang Qinglan.

Zhuang Qinglan didn't even look at Ruan Yanluo, lifted her robe and knelt down in front of Nangong Ling, and said again: "Your Royal Highness King Ling, the lower official is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he has brought the head of the remnants of Ruan Mansion. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tore off the red cloth on the tray.

Two bloody human heads appeared in front of everyone so abruptly and without warning.

Ruan Yanluo's strength was instantly emptied, those two faces were so familiar, even if they were blurred by blood, she could still recognize them, they were her father, her Aunt Hongye.

The affection and warmth she received when she came to this world were all given by them.

But now, they were lying there cold, with all their bones gone.

Suddenly, a boundless darkness surged in front of him, and Ruan Yanluo's body shook and fell backwards.

Since the night before yesterday, in order to prepare for the wedding, she didn't sleep much, the wedding and the water and rice did not enter all day, yesterday the capital was in chaos, her nerves have been in a high degree of tension and concentration, whether it is physical or mental strength, have long been overdrawn, at this time to see the head of Lord Ruan and Hongye, she finally couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

A pair of arms caught her firmly before she fell.

No exclamation, no anger, not even affection.

Nangong Ling just took Ruan Yanluo into his arms with great care, and then slowly glanced around everyone with a pair of dark eyes that were so dark that he couldn't see the end.

The ice and snow crossed, and the whole body was cold.

Nangong Ling's gaze finally stayed on the Queen Mother, Rao is Queen Mother is used to seeing strong winds and waves, before such a pair of eyes, she couldn't help shrinking a little, but it was only for a moment, the Queen Mother immediately adjusted her feelings, made a compassionate look and said: "The Ruan family has been ambushed, this girl is so young, she must not know what her father has done, the mourning family feels strange and pitiful." Ling'er, you send her in to rest first, and we'll talk about her treatment later. ”

He turned to his courtiers and asked, "What do you think?" ”

The Queen Mother could see Nangong Ling's anger, and she also knew that she had to soften at this time, and she must not stimulate him again, otherwise, with Nangong Ling's temperament, she didn't know what kind of things she would do.

The corners of Nangong Ling's lips raised slightly, and he actually smiled.

For the Queen Mother, he really respects her, although he doesn't like her to interfere in his life, but he has always regarded her as a real grandmother, filial piety, and respect.

But it turned out that he had no eyes again.

This good grandmother of his, who hurt his most important person, can still put on such a hypocritical face to fake mercy.

"The Queen Mother is really compassionate." Nangong Ling said lightly.

The voice is calm, but the calmer it is, the more angry it becomes.

It's like the calm surface of the deep sea on the eve of a big storm. No one knows what the sea will be like in a moment's time.

The Queen Mother's brows furrowed slightly, but she did not have the slightest stage fright or regret.

If you want to succeed, you can't hesitate.

She waved her hand at the courtiers below and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, go down first, the mourning family has something to say to King Ling alone!" ”

In this case, how could any courtier dare to stay, Nangong Ling's methods, they have all seen it, the blood on the Jinluan Palace in the year of quelling the rebellion used to be the shoes of many of them.

But at that time, Nangong Ling was not angry, he just calmly carried out the emperor's order.

When it's calm, it's so terrifying, no one can imagine what it will be like when he gets angry.

As soon as the Queen Mother's words came out, the courtiers retired one after another, and almost in an instant, there was no figure left.

They withdrew from the temple gate, and they did not dare to go too far, after all, this is an extraordinary time, and if they leave without permission, there will be many troubles.

So all the adults, who have always been pampered, stopped in the small square in front of Ci'an Palace, and waited there respectfully and apprehensively.

Luckily, they didn't have to wait long.

It was just a cup of tea, and the door of Ci'an Palace opened.

Nangong Ling walked out of it, and his expression, which was already without emotion, was even colder like a thousand-year-old iceberg.

He stood on the steps in front of the palace gate, surrounded by white snow, the sun shone on his body, a golden light, it should be warm, but it made people feel indescribably bleak and cold.

In this piece of coldness that was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Tianyao's courtiers heard Nangong Ling say: "This king succeeds to the throne." ”

In the winter of the twenty-third year of Emperor Tianyao Sheng'an, Emperor Xu, the new emperor Nangong Ling succeeded to the throne, without a number.

It's not that the historian was lazy and didn't draw up the emperor name for the emperor, but no matter how the ministers requested, the new emperor was unmoved, and he just refused to draft the emperor name.

It seems that this imperial throne was only obtained through some dishonorable means, and he is not even qualified to be proclaimed.

Everyone had no choice but to simply use the name of the country to call this emperor Emperor Tianyao, but this title was even more atmospheric, as if it was a foreshadowing for what he could achieve in the future.

After Nangong Ling came out and said these words to the hundred officials, he turned back again, then hugged Ruan Yanluo and strode out of Ci'an Palace.

Ruan Yanluo has been in a very unstable state since he fainted just now, and even his breathing is disordered, so he must hurry up and ask the imperial doctor to take a look.

When Yu Ruan Yanluo woke up, what he would think about his succession to the throne, he didn't want to care about it at all.