"It's me."

Murong Lan frowned, the person in front of him was strange and familiar.

Zong Zhengwu moved his body, and suddenly said excitedly, "Lan'er, are you here to take me out?!" I knew that only you were the only ones who really treated me! ”

Murong Lan put down the fruit basket, "Ah Wu, the person who framed the Murong family, isn't it you?" ”

Zong Zhengwu shrank back to the wall, looking at him with wary eyes, extremely displeased, "You are actually playing this king's words?" Why, you also believe those slanders? How could I frame the Murong family?! ”

Murong Lan sneered, he really saw the wrong person.

Isn't all the evidence explained, and why does he have to come and testify?

No wonder the housekeeper said that he was shallow, it turned out that the beloved, trusted, and relied on him for so many years was a joke from beginning to end.

"For so many years, I misjudged you. I always thought that no matter how much you love that position, there will be some residual affection in your heart. ”

"Lan'er, Lan'er, listen to me, you take me out, I will be the empress in the future, and I will marry you as the imperial husband." Zong Zhengwu looked crazy and swore at him.

Murong Lan sneered, shook his head, took out a jade bracelet from his sleeve, rested it on the side of the basket, and walked out of the dungeon without any hesitation.

Zong Zhengwu saw the bracelet and slowly pinched the prison uniform on his body.

A painful whimper came out of his mouth, but no one could hear it.

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The breeze is cool.

Zhu eaves and tiles, flowers are clustered, in the finely carved pavilion, a person reclines on the side of the railing to rest, holding a book of soldiers in his hand, the long body is jade, and the eyebrows and eyes are handsome like gods.

"Master, the tea you wanted." He Zhongshu held a pot of tea, put it on the stone table, then took a cloak and put it on him, and called softly.

Zong Zhengyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at the teapot, and her slender fingers clenched, "Still, carry it and pour it." ”

He Zhongshu answered, looked at the gradually thin master, and sighed slightly in his heart, "Master, the news from Ying Er yesterday that the Moon Saving Hall has been built." ”

"Hmm." Zong Zhengyue nodded, clenching the military book in his hand, "In the future, let's move to the Bangyue Palace, and move those things in Yueyantai." ”

"Master......" He Zhongshu's eyes were desolate, after General Liu left, the master put all her previous things on Yueyantai, this teapot, this military book, as well as those bows and arrows, and clothes......

"It's cold outside, so let's go in."

The master can't blow the wind, and it is still the root of General Liu's illness when the sun set.

Zong Zhengyue coughed, turned her head sideways to look at the lake, propped one hand behind her head, and closed her eyes slightly tiredly, "Let me sit for a while......"

He Zhongshu lifted the teapot and saw the master's movements, faintly feeling familiar, like the one in his memory, and suddenly remembered that sentence.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Since you left, everything about me has been very much like you.

It turned out that the master's affection for the general had reached this point.

Creation makes people.

Zong Zhengyue, the female emperor of the Great Qian, reigned for 21 years, worked diligently, not only created a precedent for men's universities, but also leveled neighboring countries, revitalized civil and military, emphasized trade, and achieved the prosperity of the Great Qian.

But history has mixed reviews for him, because he has never remarried in his life since his first imperial husband, and he has no daughters under his knees. And for the general who protected the country to overhaul the mausoleum, it was contrary to the simple habits of Daqian.

The empress reigned for 14 years, and inherited the princess from the genealogy of the royal family, named Zongzheng Nianwan, and raised her by her side.

The old man was very surprised to see that it was similar to the temperament of the deceased General Liu.

When the princess was twelve years old, the empress was buried with General Liu, and the whole country mourned.