623 His Majesty is a Cow Cat 38 (Final)

In the winter of this year, the red plum blossoms are excellent.

Lan Shuying passed through the Imperial Garden, carrying a faint plum fragrance, and came to the plaque of Kunning Palace.

Squeak.

She gently pushed the door in, took the key and opened the second locked palace door.

The red-clothed beauty lying on the chaise longue was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and looked at her in a trance.

"Long time no see." Lan Shuying sat down beside "her".

The old slave couldn't see or hear, but could sense from the flowing wind that someone was coming.

He had a good sense of direction, first knelt down in the direction of the door, and then went to the movable window on the right side of the door to get fresh refreshments, which were placed on the low table in the same way.

Wen Xuanwang has lived here for ten years, and his food and clothing are according to the queen's specifications.

The old slave massaged him carefully every day, and his life seemed to be quite passable.

But he couldn't move, he stayed in the house, and he could only see the plum trees in the courtyard at the farthest, which was a little lonely.

Lan Shuying smiled apologetically, "I forgot, you can't speak." ”

She untied him, but Wen Xuanwang didn't want to speak, he just stared at her faintly.

The favorability detector that Lan Shuying had taken from Mustard Seed Boat showed that his favorability for her was now 50.

Maybe it's a mixed love.

Judging from the way he looked, he didn't want to be entangled with her anymore, he just wanted to be free.

But Lan Shuying didn't think he was pitiful like this - if she hadn't been superior ten years ago, the fate that awaited her would be like this, and it would not be as good as that.

"Don't want to live anymore?" She asked calmly.

Wen Xuanwang nodded.

He was tired.

Even if you live a few more years in this life, it will just be a cycle, ten years like a day.

Lan Shuying snorted and took out a bag from her sleeve.

"Would you like tea or wine?" She asked politely.

Wen Xuanwang hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a dumb voice: "Osmanthus wine." ”

"Okay."

After a while, a flask was pushed through the movable window, accompanied by two delicate glasses.

Cui He thought that the two masters were going to deal with each other, and they were quick to do things.

Lan Shuying poured a glass of clean wine first, which was for herself.

Then, she poured the gray powder into the second cup.

Facing Wen Xuanwang's eyes eager for relief, she raised the wine to his lips.

Drink it all.

This poison was newly developed by her, and it was not very toxic, but its properties were somewhat strange, and it would make people die in their dreams.

Wen Xuanwang fell asleep and had a dream.

He dreamed of that winter, when he had suddenly undergone a great change, and was locked in a cage in the Royal Beast Garden, and saw her smile, so close that it was not very beautiful.

It should have been a humiliating memory.

For ten years, he was reluctant to think about it, but now when he looks back on it in his dreams, he finds that it is a rare peace and happiness in his life.

Being hung on by a person and properly placed.

That taste, it's really good.

If he trusted her enough ten years ago......

If he had changed his mind that night, he would not have wanted to imprison her, but to treat her well for the rest of his life......

Could things be different?

……

There is no answer to this question, and Wen Xuanwang regrets and is stunned alone in this dream.

In reality, he quietly stopped breathing.

Lan Shuying put down his glass, burped, and then removed the disguise from his face.

It's been almost half a month since the last time he changed his mask, and his skin looks unusually pale, like a piece of unused drawing paper.

She calmly crumpled the remaining mask.

Then, swap identities.

Today, he is a king who committed suicide by drinking poisoned wine.

And she is the queen who has been reborn.

……

After Cui He read the letter, his hands trembled very much.

In the past ten years, he has been His Majesty's most trusted person, and this trust is far above Zhang Ping.

He was sure that the letter was in His Majesty's handwriting, but the contents were ...... Why can't he understand it?

Zhang Ping picked up the letter from the ground and read it.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Cui He dragged his heavy legs into Kunning Palace.

Today the cage was opened to him for the first time, and he saw His Majesty as if she were sleeping, and the Queen Mother sitting on the ground drinking osmanthus wine.

"Your Majesty, ...... you died?"

Lan Shuying glanced at him, "Letter, have you all read it?" ”

"Yes......" just can't believe it.

The letter asked them to do their best to help the crown prince ascend the throne and respect Concubine Mei as the queen mother, and a series of measures against the Mei family have been written one by one to prevent their relatives from sitting big.

The last request is to set the queen free.

Lan Shuying said lightly: "Since you have seen it, let's do it, don't let him go uneasy." ”

Zhang Ping cried and knelt down and said, "The slave begs the mother to tell me why His Majesty is ......"

Lan Shuying shook the empty wine jug.

I want to ask Wen Xuanwang how he died, it was she who poisoned her.

Fulfill his wish and give him a liberation.

If you want to ask Wen Xuanwang why he begged for death?

The woman's cold voice flowed slowly in the room: "Probably because I can't get what I want." ”

For example, a woman who truly loves him.

For example, the dynasty that became prosperous and stable under his rule.

Another example is the freedom of desire when you are in a cage.

If you get out of the cage, you still can't get what you want...... He didn't want to hold on any longer.

On this day, the death knell sounds.

The queen mother appeared in the eyes of everyone for the first time in ten years.

Dressed in snow-like white, with sideburns and paper flowers lining this face that is no different from many years ago, it is as beautiful as a snow demon that will not grow old.

Lan Shuying participated in Wen Xuanwang's funeral throughout the whole process, and then waited until the crown prince ascended the throne, everything was fine.

She wanted to leave the book and run away.

But before he could finish the letter, he waited for a female assassin in the Kunning Palace.

Lan Shuying subdued the assassin and asked the agent to follow her down.

Coincidentally, this female assassin was sent by the Mei family.

In the end, they are not as pure as the Ji family, and they act too fast.

Before the methods she left for the prince were used, the Mei family sent her the handle.

Lan Shuying took advantage of the situation to buckle the hat for the Mei family, and by the way, it also sounded the alarm for the Ji family, and the head of the Ji family moved to his hometown within a few days and became a rich man.

Immediately after, Lan Shuying faked the scene with the corpse of the female assassin.

Make it look like Ji Mingyue committed suicide by taking poison and following the first emperor.

Everyone praised her for her loyalty.

Zhang Ping cried again after finding out - the letter said that he wanted to let the queen mother free, why couldn't the mother think about it like this?

The day before Lan Shuying left the palace, Wei Guiren of the cold palace died.

No one harmed her.

It's just that because of years of hard work, and Wei Guiren heard the death knell, he felt more and more hopeless to go out, and soon passed away in a dream.

Lan Shuying let Milk Candy control the cold palace guards and burned Wei Guiren's body into a jar of ashes.

She took it away, and later passed through Princess Huaining's fiefdom, and asked someone to send the urn to the princess's mansion.

After another half a month, she came to Jiangnan.

I found a small town with a pleasant scenery and opened a wine shop by the river.

When she has a free time, she sits behind the counter and listens to other people's stories.

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