"Good, it's not your fault, it's Jiang Li's."

Yan Mingjiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Cangzi Meng, and in the face of her self-blame, Cangzi Meng

Cang Zimeng shook his head: "Don't talk, I don't have the heart to find out who is right or wrong now, the three people here are my family, I want to take them away, no matter how long I wait." ”

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong.

The important thing is how to take the three people who are lying here away.

"I'll help you." Yan Mingjiu's calm voice was unprecedentedly stable.

Cangzimeng sighed and walked to the coffin of the queen mother.

I don't know how Jiang Li managed to let them die for so long, and their physical bodies are no different from when they were alive.

It was as if their time had been frozen, and no matter how much time had passed, they would remain the way they are.

Not born, not destroyed, not awakened, not old.

She lay in front of the queen's coffin, stretched out her hand, and touched the queen's quiet sleeping face through the cold coffin.

"I'm like, too dependent on you."

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless, queen mother, can you tell Xinning, what should I do?

Her dependence was consumed by Yan Mingjiu little by little, and of course Yan Mingjiu was extremely happy.

And he could hear Cangzimeng's meaning, because he didn't want to continue to rely on it.

"Yes, I do." He was willing, and wanted her to be able to rely on him for all his body and mind.

"I think you understand what I mean, Yan Mingjiu, now in front of my family, I think I need to make it clear to you. The deal between you and me is still going on, don't be fooled by the novelty. ”

Yan Mingjiu replied seriously: "In front of your family, I also tell you very clearly, whether you are Cangzimeng or Xinning, I will not let go." ”

Cangzimeng frowned, and slowly left the cold coffin, surrounded by cold air.

"Do you know what it would be like to be with me? Are you sure you won't regret your decision?

You are the prince of a whole country, and the emperor can't help you. I'm a princess who has died, what qualifications do I have to stand by your side? ”

"I said you have, you have." Yan Mingjiu's serious appearance was unprecedented, and every word came from the heart.

Under Cang Zimeng's stunned gaze, he continued to speak.

"It doesn't matter who you are or who you want to be. The mountains and forests are up to you, the top 10,000 people are up to you, and the plain is also up to you. As long as you want, as long as I can do it, don't deny my heart, okay? ”

Here are the testimonies of the three elders, and Yan Mingjiu has no need to tell lies.

Don't deny his heart, it's easier said than done.

Cangzi Meng said that it was difficult for him to make a choice.

This is no ordinary place, and it is not a peaceful place.

"In these days in this palace, I often think about how good it would be if I was really Luo Shushu, to be a humble person and go down to the dust.

But now the shadows of the people lying in these three ice coffins are always reminding me of the responsibility on my shoulders.

The mistakes I made will eventually have to be made up for by myself.

Yan Mingjiu, don't blame me for not reminding you, with someone like me, there will be no good results. ”

Yan Mingjiu listened to her quietly, and there was no trace of ripple on his handsome face.

As if he had expected what Cangzimeng would say, Yan Mingjiu didn't feel anything about her heartfelt advice, but replied very indifferently: "What is good and what is bad?" You're always worrying too much, have you ever thought about my feelings? ”

Ever wondered how he felt?

It doesn't seem like there has ever been......

Cangzi Meng didn't answer, she closed her eyes and felt the cold air emanating from the ice palace.

The black night clothes, the small back against the cold ice, are full of loneliness.

"If you don't give it a try, how can you be sure that there won't be a good result, give me a little trust, okay?"

She still had his flesh and blood in her stomach, and Yan Mingjiu didn't know how Cangzimeng would react if she knew about it.

According to the current situation, Cangzi Meng thought that the two would not have a good ending together, how could they let a child suffer with him.

"Trust?"

Cangzimeng opened his eyes and seemed to have heard some joke.

"You stood by and watched at the moment of the Beizhao crisis, and what could have been avoided early in the morning had to wait for him to make up for it. What more do you think I can trust you? Do you rely on love? But I don't love you. ”

She doesn't love, she doesn't love Yan Mingjiu, she doesn't love anyone in the world, and she doesn't love herself.

Yan Mingjiu wanted to refute, it was not his fault at all.

It's obviously not his fault, but he is the only one who can replace this crime.

Yan Mingjiu's unspeakable concealment caused him to lose some of Cangzimeng's patience again.

Facing his speechlessness, Cangzimeng sighed: "I've been here for a long time, let's go." ”

It was too cold and the damp was coming from the icy ground.

Yan Mingjiu also knew that she couldn't stay here for too long, it would affect the fetus.

Hopefully, the appearance of this life will give her and Cangzi Meng's relationship a turnaround.

Not loved, just now.

The people in the ice palace are still sleeping peacefully.

The palace above the Ice Palace was empty.

Yan Mingjiu escorted Cangzimeng back to the room, tomorrow is the day when she will go to the queen of costumes after she recovers from her injury.

"Take a break, don't overthink it."

Cangzimeng changed into his own clothes and packed the night clothes for Yan Mingjiu: "Take this away, you may be found if you stay here." ”

Yan Mingjiu reached out and touched her head: "Jiang Li should have no worries about you, and you should stay away from him, and beware of Murong Lian." ”

Murong Lian is really good to Cangzi Meng, at least I haven't seen her care so much about that palace maid.

Even though Murong Lian is not like this on the surface, Cangzi Meng is very grateful for her care.

She doesn't care about Jiang Li's feelings, as long as she doesn't hinder herself.

Cangzi dreamed that if she met Jiang Li one day, she would not have the intention of hurting Murong Lian.

If Murong Lian loved Jiang Li, Cangzi Meng would have hesitated, but she had already witnessed it with her own eyes.

Whether their conspiracy will hit Beizhao or not is a matter for the future.

Guozhang wants Jiang Li to destroy Beizhao, have you ever wondered if Jiang Li will eventually set his sights on Donghua after he strengthens himself?

Murong Lian was a native of Donghua, but the people of Nansheng believed that the queen was the daughter of a nobleman born in Nansheng.

There are still seven days to go, which is the national sacrifice ceremony of Nansheng, where the emperor and queen will join hands on the high platform and pray for good weather this year under the bowing of thousands of people.

The national sacrifice ceremony is coming, and it is destined to be ordinary.

Before that day came, Cang Zimeng and Yanran were busy with the clothes and shoes that Murong Lian asked for at the ceremony, and the jewelry they needed to bring.

The queen of the national sacrifice ceremony should not dress too glamorously, nor should she dress too gorgeously.

It is necessary to be noble without losing the nobility, and the simplicity is extraordinary.

Cangzi Meng and Yanran thought about it for a long time, and finally chose a gorgeous and low-key court dress.

Just as Murong Lian was about to try on clothes, Jiang Li's people came to take Cangzi Meng to Jiang Li Palace.

Cangzimeng's heart was full of ups and downs, and he saw Jiang Li sitting at the table in the study, wearing a dragon robe, holding a book in his hand and looking at it seriously.

He has a temperament that is completely different from ordinary people, cold and modest.

At the beginning, Cangzi Meng was attracted by his unique temperament and handsomeness that he had never seen before.

In fact, if you look closely, Jiang Li is not comparable to Yan Mingjiu.

Whether it is human appearance and ability, or stability, Yan Mingjiu is one level higher than him.

Cangzimeng couldn't help but wonder why he was blinded in the first place and fell in love with such a sinister and cunning guy?

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with finding slaves and maids?"

Jiang Li glanced up lightly, and reached out to open a painting scroll next to him.

The scroll rolls with the force of the movement, revealing the content of the painting.

Startled, Cangzi Meng was quite resistant to the painting in his hand.

In the painting is a real girl one day, holding a kite in her hand.

A tear mole in the corner of his eye, smiling extraordinarily pure.

In the painting, it is the dream of Cangzi when he first met Jiang Li.

So naïve, so innocent.

Cangzi Meng has seen this painting, this is Jiang Li painted when he was a proton in the Beizhao Palace, and he showed it to Cangzi Meng, and Cangzi Meng was very happy at that time.

"What is this?"

In order to hide Fang Cai's panic and not be found flawed, Cangzimeng spoke before Jiang Li asked questions.

"The woman in the painting is seven points similar to you, do you know who she is?"

"The slave doesn't know, please let the emperor know it."

Jiang Li glanced at the words beside him, and the smile in the painting stung his eyebrows.

He frowned slightly, and replied very disdainfully: "She is the woman who almost became the queen of me, the eldest princess of the dead country Beizhao." ”

"The slave doesn't understand, what is the emperor doing to show the slave and maid this?"

"I used to hate her existence, and I was ashamed of her."

So?

Cangzi Meng sneered in his heart.

Did she do something wrong in the first place to make him hate her existence so much?

Shame on you......

I'm afraid it's the fear that comes after the nightmares.

"So, what does the emperor mean?"

"You are similar in appearance to her, and the queen likes you. You entered the palace just to get close to me, I thought about it, and decided to wait for the national sacrifice ceremony to make you a concubine? ”

He wants to be his own concubine?

Cangzi Meng couldn't digest this matter for the time being, and he really couldn't understand Jiang Li's thoughts.

She immediately knelt on the ground with a thud and said approvingly: "Your Majesty, please withdraw your thoughts." ”

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows, very curious about Cangzi Meng's reaction: "Why? ”

"First, the purpose of the slave maid entering the palace is not to get close to the emperor, but I don't want to obey my parents' orders to marry early and have children at such an age.

Second, although the slave is similar to the woman in the painting, she is not the real her.

Third, the emperor is ashamed, just make up for that person, why do you need to use the maidservant to find comfort? ”

Jiang Li flicked his sleeves and swept everything on the table to the ground.

In an instant, the ground was in shambles, and even the painting was torn in half.

Jiang Li stood up and glared at Cangzi Meng with angry eyes.

"Bold! What are you talking to me like that? ”