One by one, it seems to prove that she has returned.

Yan Heng looked at the woman in the ice coffin painfully and affectionately, and murmured evilly with lowered eyes: "Ah Jiu, are you back?" Are you blaming me? ”

His gaze fell little by little on the unconcealable scar on the woman's body, his eyes were gentle, but the words he said were a little cruel and weird, "You can't blame me, who made you ...... in the first place If it weren't for you, how could I do this? ”

"If you hadn't done those things, I would have treated you well, how can you blame me?"

In the empty hall, the man bowed his head as if he was stunned and spoke to the woman in the ice coffin in a soft tone, but this words and voice were a little creepy.

He looked at the sleeping woman in the ice coffin with affection, and raised his hand to lift the layer that covered the ice coffin, and his fingers were about to touch the wound.

He said, "Ah Jiu, if you really come back, tell me, okay?" ”

He stroked gently over the frozen wound, but the expression on his face slowly changed.

A little bit of affection slowly dissipated from Yan Heng's eyes, and in the end, only full of ruthlessness remained.

Yan Heng's fingers fell on her neck at some point, and her eyes were fierce, "You should have told me!" ”

No matter what, if she did come back, he wouldn't let her live!

At the beginning, I can't be half-distracted now.

Some voices came from the quiet palace, and someone fell behind him, knelt respectfully on the ground, and said word by word: "Emperor, the regent asks to see." ”

Yan Heng turned his head, his eyes were deep, he paused, and said, "Come in." ”

Immediately, with a wave of his bright yellow sleeves, he suddenly covered the coffin lid that had fallen on the ground on top of the ice coffin.

The woman was still lying quietly in the coffin, unaware of everything that was happening in the outside world, but there was a not shallow red mark on the skin of the ice muscle and jade bones.

Someone walked slowly from outside the palace to the inside, and the footsteps were staggered, as if they had their own unique rhythm, little by little, falling on the tip of people's hearts.

The person who comes is peerless, walks calmly, and every move can become a painting. The bright red coat set off his peerless face, and the person who came stood in front of Yan Heng.

"Your Majesty."

"Uncle Huang is here, but is there something going on?"

"I can't find the emperor all over the place, so I think the emperor must have come here." He said slowly, speaking clearly, "After all, in this imperial capital, it has not been peaceful recently. ”

Yan Heng turned his head suddenly, his expression unpredictable, "What does Uncle Huang mean by this?" ”

Qiancheng's eyes fell on the quiet and heavy ice coffin on the side, and when he saw the red marks on the neck of the woman inside, his eyes were deep, and he smiled, "The emperor should understand what I mean, otherwise how could he come here?" ”

In the words, there is a meaning.

For a while, Yan Heng couldn't help but turn his head and stare at Qiancheng Jue tightly.

He seemed to want to see something on his face, but the expression on Qianchengjue's face couldn't find any loopholes, which really made people a little annoyed.

Yan Heng narrowed his eyes, "What does Uncle Huang mean, it's better to say it directly." I'm not a child, and I'm not that interested in playing a game of guessing with Uncle Huang. ”

The tone is very bad.

Qiancheng Jue was not stimulated by his tone at all, he seemed to inadvertently glance at the ice coffin, and sighed, "The Holy Maiden is still so well preserved. ”

"The events of that year, presumably the emperor still remembers them clearly."

Of course, it has to be clear.

As soon as Yan Heng mentioned this topic, he couldn't help but think of everything that happened at the beginning, bit by bit, reminding him how he got the throne now.

"Uncle Huang talks a lot of nonsense." Yan Heng said impatiently, because of Qiancheng's words, he completely lost his patience, "I don't have time to guess with you." ”

"It's been three years." Yan Heng turned around, but heard a very light and shallow sigh behind him, "The emperor's temper is still so irritable. ”

After a pause, Qian Chengjue added to himself: "Also, so many things have happened recently, presumably the emperor is also worried and can't sleep." ”

"A thousand cities." Yan Heng's ruthless eyes stared at him, and his face was obviously reddened, which was angry, "You are not qualified to point fingers at me." ”

"Don't forget, you also have a part in the original thing."