"I've looked for everything!"

Changzhong urged the palace people to move faster, and his tone was a little anxious, but he didn't dare to urge too much.

Qionglin Palace still maintains the furnishings of the day Jiang Wan died, the emperor did not speak, no one dared to move half a cent of Empress Jingxian Xiao's things, and even the cushion that Qi Ying was sitting on at the moment was still the last time Empress Jingxian Xiao sat that day.

He sat in the hall with a cold face at this time, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Only the hand hidden in the sleeve is uneasy and clenched, and you can get a glimpse of the heartache of the Son of Heaven.

"If you look carefully, you will find it." Chang Zhong stared at the trembling and cautious palace people who looked through the dark places in all corners of the queen's palace to see if there were any hidden omissions, even he felt that the air pressure in the room was extremely cold, and his bones were trembling, and he didn't find anything in the middle of the ring, Chang Zhong was really afraid that the emperor would be angry, so he hurriedly whispered a word of relief.

I don't know if I'm comforting Qi Ying or relieving myself.

"Chief Changzhong, here..."

Suddenly, someone whispered open, Changzhong immediately walked over quickly, there was a secret mystery in the dresser, and sure enough, there was a hidden secret grid, in which a few blessing bags were lying quietly, the corners had been off the line, and the color had faded and grayed, and it looked like something that was some years old.

Changzhong took out the blessing bag and hurriedly handed it to Qi Ying: "Your Majesty. ”

Qi Ying held the blessing bag tightly in her hand, and after taking a deep breath, she dared to open it to see what was inside.

The first one to open is a delicate small Buddha statue, and a very small folded red paper, which reads: Aiko Qi Yan, Bliss in the Afterlife.

Qi Ying bit her lip tightly, her fingertips trembling.

He opened the second blessing bag, and there was a strand of hair wrapped in red thread, and the red paper read: I and Yinglang, with one heart and one mind.

Qi Ying's hands trembled even more, and when he went to open the third blessing bag, he had to stop for a moment to endure the heartache, he just begged... I just hope that I can find a wish that can be fulfilled for her, even one.

Beg her not to walk so cleanly.

When she opened the third blessing bag, what Qi Ying saw was a stone, a unique bluestone on the bank of the Jiuxianni River, this time it was no longer red paper, but white rice paper, which was thicker than the previous ones.

The first sentence is "Yinglang and Wanwan".

Looking down, it's all her expectations.

"I want to go back to the Nine Immortals to take a look."

"I want to ride again."

"I want to drink Nine Immortals Worry-free Wine."

"I want to have another competition with Yinglang."

"I miss Yan'er."

。。。

It's all humble and small wishes.

She is the queen of the Great Jin Dynasty, but even what was once within reach has become a distant and unattainable wish.

She had said these words to him with a smile on her face, when he was coquettish and disgusted, she was not at ease, and now that she thinks about it, how can the glint of her eyes be such an earnest whim?

They were husband and wife, but he didn't know until now that Qin Tianjian's nonsense back then had been deeply rooted in her heart.

She is a god of killing, she doesn't believe in ghosts or heaven, she only believes in herself, and now. Pray for the Buddha and gods for his son, and when he was busy with government affairs, he didn't know how long he had been worshipping.

It was because he never fulfilled her wishes, and even after death, he could not fulfill her wishes.

So she left him alone.

Qi Ying sat here, no one dared to disturb her.

Even Changzhong retreated to the side of the door, leaving the emperor alone.

After a while, a little eunuch came from outside the door, approached Changzhong's side, and whispered: "Chief Changzhong, Zhaoyuan Gonggong beside Concubine Fang Caixian led people to the princess of Shuguo." ”

"What are you going to do?" Changzhong frowned slightly.

The little eunuch said softly: "I checked the princess's luggage and gave a good face." ”

Changzhong's brows furrowed even tighter: "Then the princess of Shuguo is making trouble?" ”

"Nope. The minion looked at it carefully.,Like.。。 Slept. ”

Sleeping?

Changzhong rolled his eyes, and his chin showed that he knew, and when he was thinking about whether it was necessary to tell Qi Ying about this matter at this moment, he heard Qi Ying's voice from inside: "What's the matter?" ”

Changzhong collected his mind a little and walked in quickly.