Chapter Eighty-Six: The Empress Dowager of Yongshou

Lan Yao felt the warmth of that day, and then returned to endless darkness. She felt as if she was floating in the middle of nowhere, where there was no wind, no water, no sound, and she was alone.

She tried to escape, she struggled to grab something, but her body didn't move, and she lay there still.

Who can save her, she hasn't finished Master's explanation yet.

Who can ······ Save her······

In the end, Lan Yao's consciousness fell into a deep sleep again.

Hua Baisui stared at the stunning woman on the soft collapse with an inexplicable face, her face was pale without a trace of blood, and her eyes were closed and the bright pupils were hidden. Her lips that are as delicate as rose petals on weekdays are as thin as white paper at the moment, and she is motionless, as if she is a thousand-year-old beauty who has fallen asleep, if it weren't for her faint flowing breathing, Hua Baisui really thought she was dead.

In the past few days that Lan Yao has been in a coma, there have been several major events outside.

First of all, it was the monarch of Ao Guo who died suddenly, and his death was very ugly, and it was said that his whole body was dry and not human, and Ao Guojun removed the former prince who was a proton in Liang State, and several other people either died of smallpox in the early years, or fell into the water on a horse, and fell off a horse.

And these two people are in Liang State at the moment, even if they hurriedly recall the proton, they are afraid that they will not be able to catch up with this rapidly changing court.

So the ministers initially thought of the concubine, but when they rushed to the concubine's dormitory, the palace, which was supposed to be made of gold nuggets, was blazing.

How did they know that it was Hua Baisui who set this palace on fire. Now that his nephew is engaged to the Phoenix Clan, why is it difficult for him to let his nephew go to the Phoenix Clan to borrow a small three-flavor true fire?

In such chaos, the queen mother, who had been "dead" for three years, came back to life. In order to hide people's eyes, the Chinese courtiers advised the empress to change her name to Yongshou - to be called Empress Yongshou, to control the government of the dynasty in the court, and wait for the return of the crown prince.

From a certain point of view, Lan Yao is like a broom star, and the monarch of any country will die once in any country.

"Lan Yao, wake up. You've been asleep for seven days, and your mother has come to see you several times. Hua Baisui held Lan Yao's hand tightly, because only in this way could he feel her temperature and prove that she was still alive.

He didn't know that the queen of Ao Guo was Lan Yao's mother, but when she appeared in the bedroom where Lan Yao was lying in bright yellow, her appearance was seven points similar to Lan Yao, which made him have to believe it.

In the illusion woven by the Ya Sage, he had never looked at those people squarely, and naturally he didn't know what the queen mother looked like.

Who is it, who is calling her?

Lan Yao, who was asleep, suddenly frowned.

"It's not enough, Lan Yao, you're not enough." The man spoke like a scripture, repeating the same words constantly, Lan Yao felt that his head was full of his voice and couldn't hide it, and the next second it seemed to be about to explode!

Her body still couldn't move.

Lan Yao wanted to know who this person was, she tried to open her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, her body was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It was as if she had been trapped in shackles, unable to move.

"You're not strong enough, Lan Yao, grow up quickly." The man said again, sweating profusely, where was she, why was she here? Is she dead?

Lan Yao's mind was in chaos, like a paste, and he couldn't stir it up.

"Lan Yao, Lan Yao, wake up." Suddenly, Hua Baisui's magnetic voice came, with the exclusive fragrance of plum blossoms softly wrapped her body, and all the uneasiness disappeared suddenly.

Lan Yao used her mind to swim towards the place where the fragrance of plum blossoms was the strongest, and her body was finally able to move, although very slowly, but gradually drifting towards that place.

Hua Baisui saw Lan Yao's brows suddenly tightened, and the beads of sweat fell like a waterfall, he hurriedly got up, embedded Lan Yao's body in his arms, and patted it gently.

He never knew that human life was so fragile, and he had continuously injected immortal qi into her for the past seven days, but it didn't work at all.

Suddenly, her curly and slender eyelashes trembled slightly like wings, and the next moment, her starry eyes stared at Hua Baisui, and her cheeks finally had a hint of pink, like a wisp of flowers.

"Flower 100 years old." Her scented voice rang out, her snow-white dress lined her crystal clear, and her red hair covered the bed with a sheen floating on it.

Hua Bai's body stiffened, he lowered his eyebrows in disbelief, and saw that the stunning little face was looking at him with a smile.

A heartfelt joy of being a treasure erupted, his smooth forehead pressed against her hair, and a trace of throbbing quietly crossed his dark eyes, "I almost went to the Heavenly Palace to make a fuss, trying to get the medicine to bring the dead back to life." ”

The medicine that brought the dead back to life was ineffective for immortals, but it was useful for mortal wombs. However, the old man who made alchemy was stingy, and he only practiced one in January. Whenever the pill is practiced, he will always go to Yue Lao's place to listen to the love in the world, whose story is enough to move him, he will dream and give medicine. This is a way for him to have fun in the fairy world, or this medicine is what he practiced to play.

"Fool." Lan Yao took the initiative to raise his head and kissed Hua Baisu's eyes, his eyes were very beautiful, usually there was nothing in them, but at this moment there was her.

"Where's the concubine?" Lan Yao knew that now that Hua was 100 years old here, the concubine Niangniang was naturally cleaned up by him. But she still owes Ya Shengren something, so she naturally has to ask clearly.

"In the illusion world I have weaved, the Naya sage knows the art of illusion, and naturally can travel freely. I gave him the status of the Emperor of Heaven in that illusion, so that he could control how the concubine died and how she lived. Hua Baisui knew what Lan Yao was worried about, and he took the initiative to answer before Lan Yao could ask.

"Then we-"

"The Empress Dowager Yongshou has arrived—" Lan Yao rolled her smart eyes, and before she could finish speaking, a voice outside the door interrupted the rest of her words.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she asked Hua Baisui as if she didn't see it, and Hua Baisui leaned her head between her hair, and the pink fingertips lingered between her hair.

"Young!" With an anxious and irrepressible voice of excitement, Lan Yao saw the person standing at the door.

She was dressed in a yellow robe, embroidered with a large undershirt with a dark pattern of a phoenix on snow-colored satin, a white lotus purse outlined with silver silk hanging around her waist, and embroidered shoes with water-wave satin on her feet. Her hair was wearing velvet flowers, as if she had just been plucked from the garden, and although her face was over forty, her charm remained, and her very similar face to Lan Yao, with the blessing of the years, revealed a different taste.

Lan Yao's fingers tightened, she pinched her palm hard, buried her head in Hua Baisui's arms, and was no longer willing to give even a glance.

With a "plop", the old woman who followed the queen knelt down, she knelt in front of Lan Yao's bed, and said in an old voice, "Your Royal Highness the princess, it's all the slave's fault!" Mother, she really doesn't know! Don't complain about Niangniang, it was the idea of the old slave back then, and Niangniang also suffered a lot of sins because of it! ”

It turned out that after the queen gave birth to the prince, she was originally infinitely favored, but as time passed, the appearance of the prince gradually grew. None of his facial features look like a queen, let alone the emperor at that time! The emperor was angry and decided to take a concubine, and the concubine Niangniang was included in the harem at that time.

"What does that have to do with me?" Lan Yao's cold knife-like voice sounded from Hua Baisui's arms, her head rested on Hua Baisui's shoulder, and her clear eyes seemed to be a gurgling watermark on a mountain stream, with a trace of indifference in the quiet.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please look at Niangniang, she has suffered a lot in the past three years!" As she spoke, she saw that Lan Yao was unmoved, her forehead fell heavily to the ground, her body continued to rise and fall, and her mouth was nothing more than the word "forgive".

"First, I'm not a princess, I'm the head of the Xuanyuan faction. Second, doesn't she really know about the queen? The boy looked like her, didn't she doubt it? If you have doubts, you only need to look a little to know where I am, and who are you going to show me now? Third, I saved you only by someone else, and it has nothing to do with whether she is my biological mother or not. ”

Lan Yao's words are beautiful, and every time a word falls, it is like a sharp sword stabbing at the tip of the queen's heart. The grandmother who was supposed to be kowtowing, listened to Lan Yao's words, and her body couldn't stop frozen.

The princess was right, every word she analyzed was reasonable.

"Xiao'er, do you really want to recognize me?" Gentle and light, with a faint bergamot fragrance on his body, and a slight crack appeared on his pure face.

“······” What I got was a wordless response.

Hua Baisui didn't interrupt silently, for him, this queen mother was not the person Lan Yao cared about, he didn't even want to give a look again, his fingers warmly passed through Lan Yao's heart, falling little by little, as if with magic, making the red hair flicker.

"Okay, you have a good life." The current Empress Dowager Yongshou left with the last sentence. But if you look closely, you can definitely find that she is not shocked on weekdays, even if she suffers from whipping in the water prison, her face does not change, her delicate body trembles in the wind, like a butterfly with elegant wings, unable to withstand the destruction of wind and rain, as if she will be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

When Mama saw her master leaving, she kowtowed heavily on the ground and said, "Princess, the queen treats that child well, in order to make up for the guilt she feels for you, and she treats him as you." The queen mother has spent most of her life in the palace, and naturally knows what this boxy city wall means, she doesn't go to you, she wants you to live freely. This is the last word of the old slave! ”

She got up slowly, took a deep look at Lan Yao for the last time, and followed the figure of the Empress Dowager Yongshou in broken steps.

As the two drifted apart, Lan Yao finally couldn't help but close his eyes, and a crystal teardrop fell and dived into the hundred-year-old purple robe.