Yan Yinlan saw that Hua Shu was helping herself, knowing that he believed her words, her cunning eyes rolled, and she had an idea in her heart.

She has always been confident in her beauty, as long as she seduces Hua Shu, although she can't be an empress, it's not bad to be a queen.

"Your Majesty, Yin Lan has long been in love with Your Majesty, Yin Lan is willing to be by Your Majesty's side, not seeking fame, just asking Your Majesty to take in Yin Lan, no matter what you want Yin Lan to do, Yin Lan is willing." As she spoke, she pretended to hang her head shyly, her expression twisted.

She is indeed very beautiful, if she were an ordinary man, she would have been enthusiastic and hurriedly agreed.

However, Hua Shu is not an ordinary man.

He raised his foot, kicked her away without mercy, turned around, strode out, and when he passed by Qianfeng, he ordered, "Tie the two of them, parade them to the public, let their true colors be revealed to the world, and return Zhining a clean slate." ”

"Yes!"

The guards stepped forward and escorted Chu Yuebai and Yan Yinlan out of the Jinluan Palace.

The two were locked up in a prison van and paraded.

Qianfeng reveals all the plots they have made, and asks the two of them to explain for themselves how they designed to blame Zhining.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Yan Yinlan to be such a vicious person, they were all blind, and they would believe her, causing the empress to suffer injustice.

At the beginning, some people said that the empress committed suicide because of the token, and they were angry for a while, and they didn't argue the truth at all, but they didn't expect the empress to die tragically at the hands of Yan Yinlan and Chu Yuebai.

The crowd was furious, picked up the stones on the ground, and smashed the things on the vendors and smashed them at the two people in the prisoner car.

"Bad guys, go die."

"Pull to cut off the head and avenge the empress."

"If it weren't for them, how could the Fengxian Kingdom fall into the hands of Nanzun Kingdom, it's all these two harmful spirits."

"Kill them."

"Kill them."

The shouts were louder and louder, muffling out the screams of the two.

In the royal mausoleum, rows of cyan pebbles lead to the mausoleum, neatly maintained trees on both sides wind and stretch into the distance, the sky is full of dark clouds at some point, and the black pressure is shrouded down, the wind blows stronger and stronger, rolling up the dust on the ground, and there is a tendency for the wind to come and fill the building.

A white figure staggered on the cobblestones, the wind blew his clothes fluttering, his black hair flying, and his tall back was lonely.

The trees on both sides were scraped and their branches and leaves trembled, making a rustling sound.

In the distance, there was the crow of a crow, and in this dead cemetery, it became the only sound.

The voice was desolate and tear-jerking.

Hua Shu came to the mausoleum along the cobblestones, and Yan Zhining's three words were like a needle stabbing his eyes, and a wave of wetness climbed up to the bottom of his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

The heart ached so dullly that I couldn't breathe.

It turns out that this is heartache?

He smiled bitterly, and suddenly plopped, and he knelt on the cold stone steps, his shoulders trembling violently.

"Zhining, I'm sorry, I'm late." A low, hoarse voice sounded, blown away by the wind and drifted into the distance.

"Boom!" A thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky, and the heavy rain was coming!

However, kneeling on the ground, the grief-stricken man turned a blind eye, he knelt forward to the tombstone, his trembling hand fell on the tombstone, and his fingertips brushed along the three words of Yan Zhining.

"Zhining, why don't you listen to me, why do you drink ginseng tea? Why don't you wait for me to come, why? ”