The matter of Jiangmo running into the Zhaoling Tomb has been spread in Beijing, and everyone is shocked, and there is even gossip in Beijing, saying that the soul of the protector of the country is strange, and the woman who killed him is hooked in.

However, in the quiet palace, there are more gossips, like maggots everywhere, but where the sun shines, they are all clean.

The weather was gloomy on this day, and there were scattered snowflakes, which was the first snow after Huan Yu ascended the throne as emperor.

In the Jinluan Palace, Huan Yu sat on the high dragon chair, his face paler than the snow on the eaves outside.

The mausoleum official knelt on the ground, and didn't even dare to raise his head, he was originally a petty official who was not in the stream, but today he was able to enter the palace to face the saint, but he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, so he had to kneel tremblingly.

"What I tell you, you do it immediately, if there is the slightest mistake, I will destroy your nine clans." Huan Yu's voice was cold, and in this empty Jinluan Palace, it seemed more and more terrifying.

The mausoleum official's face was almost on the ground, "Your Majesty, you really can't open the tomb, there is a dragon qi hidden in the mausoleum, isn't it going to be destroyed in a flash, at that time, the country and the society are in trouble, and Weichen is a great sin." ”

"Jiangshan Sheji?!" Huan Yu's eyes were full of coldness, "What's the use of this, what's the use of it now?" If you get her out, how about I give you this throne? ”

When the mausoleum official heard this, his face suddenly changed in fright, "Weichen doesn't dare." ”

Huan Yu's voice was cold, "Then I will smash the mausoleum open." ”

The mausoleum official almost prostrate on the ground, at first hearing this, he was also frightened and weak, "The emperor must not, now the stone gate has been sealed, can only be smashed from the side, but the mausoleum project is huge, but all the builders, are buried, now no one in the world can know the layout of the underground palace, if the dazed smashing, I am afraid that the mountain will collapse, that is, the people in it are alive, will also be stoned to death." ”

"Waste, it's all a bunch of rice buckets." Huan Yu glared angrily, "The imperial court takes out so much silver every year to raise you useless people." ”

The mausoleum official dared to raise his head for a long time, but he saw that the person on the dragon chair had a gloomy gaze, where he looked like the Ninety-Five Venerable, but like the Yama in the hell of the Yin Division.

"The emperor forgives the courage of his ministers, there are some grains in the burial of the imperial mausoleum, and there is an underground river, but it can only last more than a year, and if you want to open the mausoleum, it will take at least three years, and it will be ...... at that time."

Before he finished his words, he saw Huan Yu grab the tea bowl next to him and slam it at his head, "Shut up." ”

The tea bowl smashed on the head of the mausoleum official, and in an instant, his head broke and blood flowed, "Your Majesty, the life of the noble concubine Niangniang can't be saved." ”

"Someone, pull him out and cut him down." The green tendons on Huan Yu's forehead had already burst out, and even his voice was cold and piercing.

Soon the guards outside the hall entered the hall and dragged out the person who kept begging for mercy, he was wronged, it was the ink himself who rushed in, and now he can't save it, and the emperor blames him.

After the man was dragged out, Huan Xin slowly walked to the door of the temple, and then the cold and biting wind blew, but he saw that the bricks and tiles were covered with a layer of snow, and Leng Cen Cen went straight into his limbs.

When he left the palace gate, he saw the attendants crowding up, but Huan Yu stopped, "You all stand down, I want to go by myself." ”

The attendants were about to bring a fox fur cloak and put it on him, but they saw his long figure disappear into the pavilion at some point, and there was no trace of him.

Huan Yu unconsciously moved to the courtyard where Jiang Mo used to live, this palace is very remote, but she has never complained about half a point, it doesn't look like her character at all.

A thick layer of snow had fallen on the plane tree, and occasionally the wind passed through it, but it whined like a ghost crying wolf.

Snow continued to fall, or slip down his cheeks, on his dragon robe, or between his jet-black sideburns.

At this time, with a sound of "squeak" stepping on the snow, I saw a palace maid in cotton clothes walking over, saw Huan Yu, and knelt on the ground, but it was Fen'er.

Since Jiangmo entered the Zhaoling, life and death are unknown, and the people in the palace also know that the concubine will not come back, as the master of the harem, Zheng Qiang, ordered those palace maids and chamberlains to leave, only Wei'er is Huan's person, and he also followed Jiangmo from the mansion into the palace.

Seeing that it was her, Huan Yu only let her get up, and then walked straight to the hall by himself.

In the past few days, she has been cleaning the house, and there is no dust in the huge dormitory.

Huan Yu walked to the bookshelf, but saw a few books on the table, he picked it up and looked through it, but saw that there were a few sycamore leaves in it, which she hadn't finished.

A touch of bitterness filled his heart, "This is what she often reads?" ”

Wei'er said respectfully, "Yes, the concubine Niangniang is idle and bored every day, so she reads these books." ”

These books are all ways to govern the country, and he knows that she is bent on reforming the government, but he still breaks her mind and forces her close to his harem. If he had left her in the court, perhaps ...... today

His heart ached, he regretted it, he regretted everything he had done.

An'er saw that Huan Yu would not leave for a while and a half, according to the rules, she wanted to add tea, but there was no tea in the house, and she was about to bring the coarse tea she had just brewed.

Only then did she bow down and quickly come over with a teacup.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Huan Yu standing in front of the mirror platform, holding the wooden comb that Jiangmo used to use in the past, and her slender fingers slowly pulled off the green silk wrapped around it, as if it was a treasure in the world, so careful.

And on Huan Yu's pale face, there was a deep tear stain.

It turns out that such a ruthless person also has times when he is sad, if Jiangmo sees it, if she sees it, I don't know if she will regret leaving him.

Hearing the movement, Huan Yu turned his face away, and the cold wind came in through the window lattice, and soon dried the two deep marks on his face, as if everything was just a dream of Fen'er.

"Fen'er, I told you that you must stay by her side for the rest of your life and protect her with your own life." Huan Yu's voice was cold to the bone, "Then you go down and accompany her." ”

Nie'er knelt on the ground with a "plop", she kowtowed her head heavily, "The slave maid was supposed to follow the concubine Niangniang, but before going to Zhaoling that day, the concubine Niangniang said that when she died, she would ask the slave maid to go to Jiangnan to see the scenery for her, and she said that she originally promised to accompany you, but she never did it." ”

"I see, I see......" Huan Yu suddenly understood everything, "It turns out that she is bent on death, it turns out that I can't keep her after all." ”

Wei'er didn't dare to answer, and it took a long time to hear his deep voice coming from overhead, "Take a look at the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River for me, and then close the door of this palace, I won't come again." ”

However, when she raised her eyes again, she didn't know when Huan Yu left here.

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The fluttering snow did not stop until evening, and the snowdrift was almost knee-deep, and the palace people lowered their heads to sweep the snow, not daring to say a word.

The queen stood in the imperial garden, but saw that the bird's nest on the branch had been torn off by the strong wind, and a few thrushes that had not yet been able to fly fell into the snow and screamed indiscriminately, but they were miserable.

And their parents only bark from the branches, but there is nothing they can do.

Zheng Qiang ordered the palace people to put the bird's nest on the branches, but the ladders and other things brought by the palace attendants were busy for a long time, and they didn't put the bird's nest up.

Zheng Qiang was a little impatient with waiting, but she took it and put it herself, and everyone knew that she had a lot of work, so they didn't dare to persuade her, so they had to carefully hold the ladder for her below.

When she was done with all this, she stepped down the ladder, but when she stepped on the last section, an arm wrapped around her waist and carried her down from the ladder.

She turned her head in surprise, but saw Huan Yu's warm face and still the smile in his eyes, which was so strange, because of such gentleness, he had never given Qing Kite alone.

"Now that I'm a queen, I'm becoming more and more like a child." Huan Yu smiled and put her down, and gathered the fox fur cloak on her body for her.

Zheng Qiang was like falling into a dream, and she hardly dared to breathe loudly, for fear that it would all be over.

"Your Majesty......," she murmured softly, "Why do you treat your concubines so well." ”

Huan Yu's eyes were filled with endless smiles, "You and I are husband and wife, why do you say such life." ”

When he said this, the dark eyes lingered on her face, clearly addressed to her, and clearly had passed over her.

Zheng Qiang couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the palace maids around her were also full of joy, now that the emperor and queen are harmonious, it will inevitably be a good story in the future.

Huan Yu suddenly thought of something, "There is no good news to tell the queen yet, your father will return to the court tomorrow, and I will personally set up a banquet to entertain him, I don't want to be extravagant, so the queen will set up a private banquet for me, and the family can be reunited." ”

Zheng Qiang's face was full of joy, but she didn't think about it at all, but her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, "The concubine obeys the order." ”

Sure enough, on the second day, the commander of Zheng returned triumphantly, and the soldiers who returned from victory poured into Shangjing like flowing water to welcome the people, but there were also gossips, only saying that Zheng Jiaxuan was monstrous, and now he was victorious, and even the throne was within reach.

Huan Yu personally greeted him at the palace gate and rewarded countless treasures. The commander of Zheng was also very respectful, as if the son-in-law had seen his father-in-law, which made Zheng Datong more and more proud and arrogant.

However, when he returned to the mansion, the eunuch in the palace said that he wanted to enter the palace for a banquet, but the queen had set up a private banquet, and as long as Commander Zheng went in person, all his relatives were not allowed to go.

When Mrs. Zheng heard about this, she hurriedly persuaded, "Husband, the concubine's eyelids keep jumping, I'm afraid that there will be something bad, so you should shirk it." ”