Chapter 1 Happy Events and Funerals

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There was not a hint of wind in the sky on a cramped night.

The red and red eyes of the happy word, from the gate of the palace, stretch to Fengyi Palace.

Today is a good day for the emperor to marry the queen, and the whole country celebrates.

But the eunuchs and maids in the palace were all cautious, walking in a hurry, without a trace of a smile on their faces.

"Be careful! Go back and add water, no one will give you the scale? Be sure to prepare according to the scale! One more point, one less will kill you! ”

"No."

The little palace maid looked like she was in her teens, her whole body trembled, she hurriedly picked up the basin, and went back to fill it carefully.

In Fengyi Palace, the emperor in a new dragon robe has quite handsome facial features, but between his eyebrows, he is full of anger that people can't get close to.

"Your Majesty, the water for washing your hands is ready."

The little palace maid lowered her head, her voice was as small as a gnat, trying to control the shaking of her body, she took a deep breath fiercely, and her aunt's words echoed in her ears, "If your body trembles too much, you may die!" ”

At this moment, he was holding the gold weighing rod with great interest, and was just about to pick up the queen's red and bright hijab, when he heard a small voice behind him.

Suddenly feeling irritable, he threw the scale rod, pointed behind him and said, "Where did the mosquitoes and flies come from!" So noisy! Pull down the cane and die! ”

"No."

As soon as the emperor's words fell, two big men flashed out, and their faces showed a bloodthirsty light, as if killing the palace maid with a rod was a common thing for them.

Listening to the words of the man outside the hijab, he said the cane to death, as if he were ordinary words, Nalan Yanran's body on the bed shook violently, and then tears began to roll.

I had long heard that the emperor was not very good-tempered, but I never expected that he would treat human life as child's play.

She didn't want to marry the emperor in the first place, but now she is even more remorseful.

After a while, there was a girl's tearing shout outside the house, and Nalan Yanran was still feeling cold in the thick bridal dress in the middle of summer in July.

In the girl's shouting, the emperor's interest seemed to be provoked again, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the scale pole on the ground, and the father-in-law next to him quickly bent down and picked it up with both hands, and handed it to him respectfully.

He picked it up again and slowly picked it up, and under the pattern of the phoenix flying in the sky, it was his bride today.

The red hijab slowly slipped off, and the queen's face appeared clearly in front of her, she combed an elegant flying bun, and her long black hair was coiled into a phoenix shape on her head. Her skin is white and smooth, and in the light of the light, she is beautiful.

The emperor was in a good mood and pulled her to sit at the table.

"Come, come, drink with me."

The emperor's voice was hoarse, and when he looked at the queen again, he was already a little intoxicated, he picked up the wine glass, and the father-in-law next to him trotted and hurriedly poured it, he saw that the emperor was in a good mood, so he poured two full glasses.

"Pick up the glass!"

The emperor ordered, and his voice, every time it came, would remind Nalan Yanran of the poignancy of the palace maid at the door, so she unconsciously shook her body.

I don't think my subordinates are moving more slowly.

My father said that the world is impermanent, and when you become a queen, you must learn to listen to the four directions, see all directions, and only have a delicate heart to cope with the changes of events.

For the sake of the life of the whole family, you must not go against the emperor's will at this time.

Nalan Yan raised her wine glass tremblingly, barely pulled her arm, and bowed her head to drink the spirit.

Uh, an irresistible irritation erupted from her throat, and Nalan Yanran suddenly felt a little dizzy in her head, but she tried her best to control it, maintaining a smiling expression on her face.

She is cautious everywhere, but she doesn't want her subordinates to be innocently implicated because of herself.

"Good!"

The emperor was overjoyed, picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then picked up the empty glass to signal, and the public next to him hurriedly filled it for him.

"Come, have another drink with me!"

Nalan Yan drank a glass warmly.

If this is the case, I don't know how many times, the emperor's face was flushed, and he looked at Nalan Yanran's eyes, confused.

"Queen, waiter."

The emperor hiccuped, staggered and pulled the already drunk Nalan Yanran, raised his hand and threw her to the bed.

"Give me a wide coat!"

The dizzy Nalan Yanran held back the vomiting feeling in her heart, looked up at the longing dragon robe of the shadow, touched the emperor's body several times, and quickly untied the brocade belt, but why did the emperor suddenly pounce on her in a daze?

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

The little Nalan Yanran was pressed by the emperor and couldn't move, so she had to stretch out her hand hard and put it under the emperor's head to prevent his head from hitting the bed.

But it was this action that made Nalan Yanran scream loudly.

She saw that the corners of the emperor's eyes, mouth, and nose were bleeding black blood everywhere.

"Someone, the emperor has been poisoned!" An exclamation broke the silence of the deep palace, and the happy event instantly turned into a funeral.

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