Jiang's cheeks, which were graceful and luxurious, elegant and calm, cracked the moment they saw Dye Li.

She had been waiting for someone to come to her.

Originally, the Jiang family thought that the person who came would be Ye Mohan.

However, she never thought that Ye Mohan would be so disdainful of her, and would send such a low-status slut to talk to her.

Ye Lan died, Ye Mohan became the new emperor, and the situation of Dye Li should have been the same as himself, or rather, he was not as good as himself.

After all, she is the upright emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and she is also the eldest princess of the Xiliang Kingdom.

And Dye Li is just a woman beside Yelan, nameless and pointless.

But at this moment, although Dye Li is wearing filial piety clothes, between his eyebrows, he has a completely different temperament from the past.

Jiang's pair of eyebrows frowned slightly, and he sat on the soft collapse without the slightest intention of getting up.

Even, even looking at the eyes of Dyeli, they unabashedly revealed disdain and disgust.

Dye Li seemed to have guessed that the Jiang family would react like this, and he was not annoyed at all, but smiled very calmly, and then ordered the person behind him.

The maidservant behind her put the tray in her hand on the table in front of Jiang.

Jiang lowered his eyes and saw a set of white filial piety clothes on the tray, but the material was the same as the one Dye Li was wearing.

Jiang's eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything.

"Go down, all of you."

Dye Li saw the emotional changes in Jiang's eyes clearly, and sent the people around him back.

In a moment, there were only two people left in the house, Dye Li and Jiang.

Dye walked to the position beside Jiang and sat down.

Although Jiang still didn't speak, his hands hanging down his sleeves were already clenched into fists.

A lowly woman from the Qinglou Red Pavilion not only sent filial piety clothes of the same material as her, but also didn't salute herself?

Can she really be on an equal footing with herself?

Hehe, it's ridiculous.

In the middle of Jiang's abdomen, Dye Li spoke slowly and slowly.

"The Empress must have been very surprised to see me."

After saying a word, without waiting for Jiang's answer, Dye Li continued to speak to himself: "Actually, I never thought that one day, I could meet the emperor and queen in this way.

Therefore, the things in this world are really uncertain.

Yesterday, you were still the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but who would have thought that today, you will become the queen mother. ”

"Huh."

Dye Li said tepidly, and as soon as the words fell, he heard Jiang sit aside and sneer.

"The emperor, the queen mother......

I don't know, how should Hongu call my sister now? ”

Jiang remained silent, pretending to be puzzled and asked Dye Li.

And sure enough, as soon as Dye Li heard Jiang's words, the smile on the corner of his mouth immediately stiffened.

It stands to reason that her current situation is much better than that of the Jiang family, at least because of Leng Yue's relationship, Ye Mohan trusts her and will spare her life.

Even, you can keep her in the palace to ensure that she is prosperous and wealthy for a lifetime, and her life is worry-free.

But that's not what she wants.

In the past, Ye Lan didn't give her a name, and now Ye Mohan won't.

And the Jiang family hit her with exactly the point she cared about the most.

Hehe!

Dye sneered, the Jiang family is indeed the Jiang family.

"What to call, don't rush now."

As he spoke, Dye Li took the initiative to stand up, picked up the tray containing filial piety clothes on the table, and handed it to the Jiang family.

"The day has changed, the queen still has to put on the clothes she should wear, so as not to get cold."

Dye Li's pun, Jiang naturally understood.

Gently picking the corners of his lips, Jiang raised his hand, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and gently rubbed the fabric on the filial piety clothes.

"No matter how strong the wind is, as long as the palace wants to, it can't blow the Fengqi Palace.

Therefore, this filial piety dress can be worn in this palace, but it depends on whether the person who comes to let this palace dress is qualified. ”

With that, Jiang gently pushed the tray back to Dye-Li.

Dye Li's face froze.

Jiang retracted his gaze, leaned heavily on the soft collapse,

"The palace is lacking, if you are fine, go back."

After speaking, Jiang closed his eyes thoughtfully, and the intention of sending off a guest could not be more obvious.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the Jiang family, and the light in his eyes was no longer as gentle and considerate as when Yelan was still alive before, and instead of it, he tried his best to hide it, but he couldn't hide his unwillingness and resentment.

Dye Li held the tray for a moment before he made a good appearance again.

"Since this is the case, the queen will have a good rest."

With that, Dye Li put the tray back on the table, turned around, and strode away without looking back.

The sound of the temple door being closed sounded in his ears, and Jiang reopened his eyes, and a cold glow fell on the suit of filial piety.

Yelan died, and she didn't feel the slightest sadness.

Even though she has shared the same bed and spent many years looking down on the dragon chair, she always remembers that as the princess of Xiliang Kingdom, she has traveled thousands of miles and has come from a distance to meet the mission and responsibility.

and Yelan are just former couples who share the same bed and have different dreams and have their own thoughts.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given birth to a child for Yelan for so many years, belonging to the two of them.

But even so, Ye Lan's sudden death at this time was really a headache for her.

The situation now is that she has no idea what is going on outside, and there is no way to contact people from the outside world.

Jiang Tingbai must be in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and when he learned the news of Ye Lan's death, would he make any moves on his side? What will happen?

This feeling of anxiety and powerlessness made her whole body restless.

Therefore, she must see Ye Mohan.

See you in person!

Jiang believes that Dye Li will definitely bring the words to Ye Mohan, and the rest is only to wait.

Thinking about it, the door of the temple was opened again.

The little maid walked in cautiously, and walked to Jiang's side while looking at Jiang's face.

"Mother's ......"

When Jiang heard this, he narrowed his eyes.

"Niangniang, what should I do with this filial piety dress......

Jiang glanced lazily at Xiaofu, and then spit out two words lightly.

"It's burning!"

"Huh?"

The little maid looked at Jiang in shock, but she saw a shallow momentum on Jiang's face that could not be refuted and disobeyed.

After a pause, the little maid stepped forward to pick up the filial piety clothes.

"The slave obeys."

"Well, burn it in the yard, it's best, so that everyone who can see it can see it."

The little maid thought for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Jiang's words.

Nodding her head, the little maid quietly withdrew.

In the hall, only the Jiang family was left alone in the soft collapse.

Presumably at this time, there was already a mess outside, and her Fengqi Palace was a rare peace.

I just don't know how long I can be at peace.

……

The autumn days seemed to have become particularly short, and the originally blue sky was now covered with a leaden gray, covering the whole land, and it fell into a dead silence and depression.

Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen abandoned a horse and stayed in the dense forest, leaving it free. And the two of them rode together and returned to the capital leisurely.

In just one day's work, there was a sense of frustration everywhere in the capital.

Although the originally lively streets are still full of people, the shops on both sides, no matter how big or small, are hung with white curtains and funeral ceremonies.

Leng Yue looked at it coldly.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mohan's dog thing moved quite fast.

It's just that she's a little square now.

I didn't expect that I crossed over and changed some things, which can be regarded as avenging the original owner.

But why did the throne finally fall to Ye Mohan?

I don't know if I will be angry and point at my nose and scold.

As soon as she thought of this picture, Leng Yue couldn't help but feel a chill.

Don't scold me, I don't want to, but who knows that such a big villain fucking he wants to open it himself, and forcibly whitewashes himself.

"What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from his ears, with the rough texture of sandpaper grinding, which made Leng Yue's body suddenly feel excited.

If you are going to die, can the little demon not be so unconsciously teasing himself.

Ye Jiuchen's voice at this time had long since lost its heaviness before.

Leng Yue may never know for the rest of her life, she only used a simple sentence to make all the struggles and entanglements of Ye Jiuchen, all the confusion and gloom, disappear.

Leng Yue wouldn't know how much her words had changed Ye Jiuchen's life.

Leng Yue condensed slightly.

"It's nothing, just thinking that a person's life and death will not have any impact on a country, or even the whole world.

Even if the person who died was the emperor, the people still had to live, and life still had to go on.

You can symbolically hang a funeral meaning, but no one will really grieve.

So I'm thinking, in fact, Yelan is quite pitiful. ”

"Pathetic?"

"Well, poor, he lived all his life, and when he died, he didn't even have a person who really grieved for him."

Leng Yue's casual words made Ye Jiuchen's eyes a little deeper, and he held Leng Yue's arms and unconsciously tightened them a little.

Ye Jiuchen leaned forward, pressed his chin against Leng Yue's shoulder socket, and gently rubbed it twice.

"If one day, I die, will you really grieve for me."

"No!"

Ye Jiuchen: "......"

"I mean, you're not going to die!"

Leng Yue's voice was not loud, but it carried a certainty and shock that seemed to be innate, which could not be ignored, and for a moment, Ye Jiuchen only felt that the sound of the wind in his ears, the sound of selling, and even the sound of his own heartbeat were stagnant.

This woman ......

"Fools, everyone dies."

Leng Yue paused.

"Well, some people will die, but some people won't."

Before Ye Jiuchen could understand the meaning of Leng Yue's words, he saw that Leng Yue had already taken one of his hands and put it on her chest......