After that day, Ling Jiantong was locked up in Weiyang Palace all day long, and he didn't even leave the palace gate.

The palace maid of Weiyang Palace took the food from the imperial dining room and knocked lightly on the palace door of the dormitory: "Miss Ling, it's time for lunch, can you open the door?" ”

"Miss Ling?"

The palace maid knocked on the door a few more times, but there was no movement inside.

The palace maid sighed, this is already the second day, this person is trapped in the house without eating or drinking for two days, how can this body be able to eat?

"Miss Ling, this meal was sent by the emperor to the imperial dining room, you can eat some of it, otherwise, the emperor knows that you are like this, and he will have to punish the slave and maid."

The palace maid is so talkative, she has said everything, but the door of this room is still tightly closed.

The palace maid was carrying the food, neither advancing nor retreating, and was thinking about what to do, when she suddenly heard the sound of "the emperor has arrived" behind her.

The palace maid immediately knelt down and saluted, her eyes did not dare to rise, she had to look at a pair of black boots embroidered with a golden dragon in front of her, and said in fear: "Your Majesty." ”

The palace maid waited for a long time, and only then did the emperor's somewhat deep voice come from her head: "How many days has she been like this?" ”

The palace maid didn't dare to lie, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, it's been two days." ”

Two days?

Situ Qianchen frowned, and made a move, and the door that had obviously been bolted was opened with a "bang" under Situ Qianchen's palm.

The sunlight poured in, and the room was very dark, Situ Qianchen stepped into the house, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Jiantong curled up on the side of the bed.

Although it is already spring, the weather has not warmed up immediately, it will be very cold in the morning and evening, and the silver charcoal fire in the dormitory has already been extinguished for an unknown amount of time.

Situ Qianchen scolded the eunuch and the palace maid to fetch the charcoal, and then took off the bright yellow dragon robe he was wearing and wrapped it in Ling Jiantong, whose eyes were closed.

The residual residual warmth made Ling Jiantong's eyelashes tremble slightly, she knew that someone had come in, and she also knew that this person's eight achievements were Situ Qianchen.

But she didn't have much strength to struggle with him anymore, so she could only hold her current position, motionless.

"Cut the pupils, cut the pupils."

Situ Qianchen frowned, seeing her torture herself, he felt distressed from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to hug the person in front of him, but the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, his fingers curled slightly, and he knew that after that night, he would never be worthy of touching her again.

The eunuch sent the decoction over in time, Situ Qianchen took it, and softened his tone: "Cut your pupils, drink some decoction, and warm your body." ”

Situ Qianchen thoughtfully scooped up a spoonful, blew away the hot air, and handed it over, but he didn't expect to suddenly meet a pair of cold eyes.

He was stunned, he had seen countless people and countless kinds of eyes in his life, but Ling Jiantong's current eyes made his heart sink, saying that it was hatred, but it was not, it was cold, and it didn't reach that level, thinking about it, it was a kind of deterrence that rejected people thousands of miles away.

She looked at him coldly, her pale lips unmoved.

Situ Qianchen took back the decoction he handed over, and for the first time took the initiative to hang his head, his words were sincere and a little apologetic: "It's my fault, you can punish me as much as you want, but I beg you, don't get along with yourself." ”

The eunuch waiting beside him couldn't help but show a look of surprise when he saw Situ Qianchen so low.

Ling Jiantong still didn't speak, but the next moment he directly snatched the decoction in Situ Qianchen's hand, threw the spoon aside, and drank it all with his head up.

Situ Qianchen was a little stunned, he thought that Ling Jiantong would scold him, beat him, and even humiliate him, the king of a country, in front of everyone, but she didn't do anything, but obediently drank the decoction.

He thought that Ling Jiantong wanted to open it, but the expression of joy on his face just now was poured a basin of cold water by Ling Jiantong's cold words in the next moment.

"I've drunk the decoction, can you roll?"

Ling Jiantong's eyes widened, and the anger rising in his eyes was enough to burn Weiyang Palace clean.

Situ Qianchen moved his lips slightly, and slowly stood up on the bed.

It's okay, she hates and complains like this, it's better than trying to find death and life all day long.

Situ Qianchen took one last look at her, and then walked out of the palace gate without looking back.

Ling Jiantong watched him walk away, and the tears that he had been holding back only burst out in the next moment.

She was almost overeating, and her deflated stomach was stretched to the point that she couldn't hold it anymore, so she ordered the palace maid to bring basins of bath water one after another, she didn't know how many times she washed it, but no matter how many petals were sprinkled in the water and how many sachets were hanging on her body, Ling Jiantong could always smell the breath that only belonged to Situ Qianchen.

She vomited nauseously by this smell in the middle of the night, and almost all the things she ate during the day were vomited, and the palace maid was about to die of fright when she saw Ling Jiantong's appearance, and wanted to go to the imperial doctor, but was stopped by Ling Jiantong.

"Miss Ling, you better let the imperial doctor come and probe your pulse, the slave is afraid...... I'm afraid ......"

Ling Jiantong looked at the little girl who was about to cry, and sneered, "What are you afraid of?" I'm afraid that I'm dead, Situ Qianchen will blame you again, right? ”

The tears in the palace maid's eyes kept rolling, but she shook her head vigorously and denied it.

Who in this world doesn't want to live a little longer, and anyone can have the same mind with her, and the grief is greater than the death of the heart.

Ling Jiantong stretched out his hand and motioned to the palace maid who was sobbing silently: "Don't cry, help me to sit in the backyard, I may feel better by blowing the wind." ”

The palace maid wiped her tears with the back of her hand, carefully helped Ling Jiantong out of the palace gate, bypassed the verandah to the backyard, and helped Ling Jiantong to sit down on the stone.

In the night, the pear blossoms bloomed just right, and Ling Jiantong didn't know why when she saw the pear blossoms, any worries would float away.

"Get me a piccolo."

The palace maid was stunned, but according to Ling Jiantong's instructions, she ran to the music shop to find a piccolo and handed it to Ling Jiantong's palm.

This piccolo is very smooth, and at first glance, it is made of the best jade, and sure enough, the things in the palace are much better than those of the people.

Ling Jiantong put the piccolo to her lips, closed her eyes slightly, and blew out the gentle tune.

She wanted to be amazed.

She misses Cher.

The clothes and food in this palace, even the piccolo in her hand are priceless treasures, but these are not what Ling Jiantong wants, she is not happy, on the contrary, the pain is abnormal, she wants to escape, but the result of escape is undoubtedly similar to the slaughter of Hongcheng that time, Situ Qianchen's possessiveness and cruelty, she sees it in her eyes, but she is helpless.

Ling Jiantong blew, and tears flowed down.

In her life, maybe that's it.

This night, Ling Jiantong played the flute almost all night, and when it was almost dawn, she took a nap.

The chief eunuch beside the emperor took a few eunuchs to Weiyang Palace early in the morning.

I searched for the dormitory, but I didn't see any trace of Ling Jiantong, and my heart sank, I thought that this Ling Jiantong had escaped again, but I was told by the palace people that it was in the backyard, so I hurriedly walked to the backyard.

I saw Ling Jiantong's thin clothes and only a coat lying on the stone, while the palace maid who was guarding the side stood and dozed off.

The chief eunuch frowned, and the dust in his hand hit the palace maid mercilessly, and the throbbing pain on her back made the palace maid wake up from a big dream, and she couldn't help but scream.

Ling Jiantong's body trembled, and he woke up reluctantly, but saw the palace maid kneeling on the ground, being reprimanded by a eunuch.

"You are so bold that you dare to let your master sleep in such a place!"

The palace maid knelt on the ground, trembling with fright, and said vigorously that she deserved to die.

Ling Jiantong got up slowly, she asked the palace maid to bring her here, she couldn't blame her, and was about to explain to the chief eunuch, but she heard the chief eunuch say: "Do you know that if you freeze the current queen out of a bad way, you can't cut off ten heads!" ”

Empress?!

Who is the Queen?

Ling Jiantong subconsciously looked around, could it be that there was another woman in his Weiyang Palace, called the queen?

When the chief eunuch saw that Ling Jiantong had woken up, he immediately changed his smiling face and greeted him: "Miss Ling, the emperor asked the servants to come over to deliver the holy decree, and the emperor is considerate of your body and allows you not to kneel." ”

The chief eunuch took out the holy decree from his sleeve, opened it and pronounced it aloud.

The whole Weiyang Palace heard it clearly, but only Ling Jiantong's left ear went in and out of the right ear, and she didn't react for a long time, until the phoenix seal belonging to the queen was placed in front of her, and she barely came back to her senses.

This......

Situ Qianchen actually named himself the queen?

The chief eunuch smiled and said a lot of congratulatory words: "Queen Mother, tomorrow you will accept the worship of all the people with the emperor." ”

Worship?

This......

Before Ling Jiantong could ask clearly, the chief eunuch had already retreated.

The palace maid who was kneeling on the ground took the phoenix seal in Ling Jiantong's hand, and her face was full of joy: "Congratulations to the queen mother, congratulations to the queen mother." ”

What is there to congratulate?

What is there to rejoice in?

Ling Jiantong glanced at the phoenix seal that women all over the world dream of and the gorgeous clothes that only belonged to the queen, and her heart was endlessly sad.

Does Situ Qianchen want to use the queen to circle her heart?

It's a pity that a person who can't even raise interest in death still cares about this empty queen's position?

Situ Qianchen, you really look up to me.

"Queen Mother, this dress is so beautiful, you must be the most beautiful woman in the world when you wear it." The palace maid touched the nine-day golden phoenix embroidered on this gorgeous dress and was envious.

Ling Jiantong smiled helplessly, and said casually: "If you like it, take it and wear it." ”

The palace maid was frightened by this sentence, and knelt down to ask Ling Jiantong to forgive her for being open-mouthed, but when she raised her eyes to look, where was there anyone in front of her?

Ling Jiantong had already returned to her dormitory, closed the door again, and said that she would not go to tomorrow's pilgrimage, even if she went, it would not be with Situ Qianchen.