All Chapters_Chapter 121 There's no going back

In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

In the past three days, there are no more versions of rumors about what happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But no matter which version it is, the world will never know the truth of the matter.

When Mu Jinchen brought Mrs. Haitang to the emperor and recounted the truth of the matter again.

The emperor remembered that Mrs. Haitang had saved people and exempted her from all responsibility.

However, the former queen Fu Yurong, who had already voluntarily abdicated, was not so lucky.

The descendants of the witch clan, no matter whether she is involved in the whole thing or not, the emperor will not let her continue to live in the world.

It's just that what the emperor didn't expect was that before Fu Yurong died, his last wish was to see Shen Yan.

After all, they have been a husband and wife for so many years, no matter how ruthless Mu Jinming is, he still agreed to her request.

Under the leadership of the prince, Shen Yan came to the Buddhist garden where Fu Yurong had been living.

Shen Yan hadn't seen the queen for a long time, although she was also curious about why the queen wanted to see her, but the moment she saw the queen, her heart was still full of bad feelings.

I still remember the first time I saw the queen in Concubine Lian's bedroom.

She sat upright in a chair with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand.

The golden dress is full of honor and luxury.

Even when the queen mother was sick, her face was still full of pride as the mother of the country.

But today, when Shen Yan saw her again, she was already a haggard woman with a pale face and dark eyes.

"Shen Yan, see Niangniang."

After saying a word respectfully, Shen Yan knelt on the ground.

Anyway, in Shen Yan's opinion, Fu Yurong was not wrong.

Looking at Shen Yan's respectful appearance, Fu Yurong's eyes were sour.

Ever since he lost his position, no one has knelt down in front of him.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered.

"Get up, this palace came to you to let you check your pulse again before you die."

With a faint word, Fu Yurong put his hand on the table.

The expression on her face was calm, not at all like a person who was about to be given poisoned wine.

Shen Yan raised his head, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly stood up from the ground.

Until the moment her hand was on Fu Yurong's wrist.

Fu Yurong let out a long sigh.

"Shen Yan, there are some things that I can probably only tell you in this world.

Although Yuqing is in the Temple of Bitterness because of you, although my father is also because of your death, I don't hate you, on the contrary, the only person who can make me trust is you. ”

When the words landed, Fu Yuwei put his other hand on Shen Yan's hand.

Before continuing to speak, she looked outside for a moment, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping at the door, she whispered again.

"Shen Yan, I don't know much about my father.

But I heard the emperor say that my father wanted to use witchcraft to kill the king before he ended up dead without a corpse. However, this is absolutely impossible.

If my father wanted to kill the emperor, then eighteen years ago, he would not have been allowed to sit in the position of emperor.

Have you ever heard of the eight princes of the first emperor, whose deaths were unknown or not?

I was too young to know what my father was going to do, but I knew that the death of the eight princes had something to do with my father.

Because he asked me at the time if I wanted to be a queen.

I thought he was joking with me, so I said casually, of course I want to be the queen, but I only want to be the queen of the Nine Princes.

But at that time, the crown prince was in his prime, the second prince had great achievements, and the third prince and the fourth prince also had their own strengths.

No matter what the turn, Mu Jinming, the ninth prince, has no chance to inherit the throne.

Who knows, in a year's time, all the eight princes died, and the throne naturally fell on Mu Jinming.

I am his concubine, and I naturally became the queen.

Therefore, if my father wanted to subvert the entire country and the entire Zhongzhou, he wouldn't have to wait so long, he would have killed all the princes when all eight princes died.

Also, to say that I am a descendant of the Gu clan is even more impossible.

My mother, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything, poetry and ancient literature are comparable to literary masters.

Let's ask, where does a person who studies Gu worm Gu art all day have time to study poetry? ”

Fu Yurong's words were said here, and she didn't say any more, but her eyes were staring at Shen Yan unsmoothly.

At this time, Shen Yan was also like a bucket of ice water, and he was chilled.

She thought that the matter of the Gu disaster had come to an end with the collapse of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Who knows, new doubts are in front of her again.

Also, as soon as she was reminded by Fu Yurong's words, she suddenly thought that in Mrs. Haitang's narration, there was no mention of the Jiangnan Shen family at all.

If things are like what Mrs. Begonia said, then Fu Bolun has no reason to kill the people of the Shen family.

However, if the tragic death of the eight princes eighteen years ago is related to these events, then the reason and motive for killing the Shen family will appear.

Seeing the doubt in Shen Yan's eyes, Fu Yurong held Shen Yan's hand a little tighter.

"My father has done a lot of evil, and it is not a pity to die.

I don't want justice for him, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that things won't end like this, I'm afraid that the emperor will have accidents. ”

As he spoke, Fu Yurong stood up from his chair.

Facing Shen Yan, he knelt down.

"Shen Yan, I know that the emperor has always had a grudge against you, but this palace still wants to beg you.

If one day, something happens to the emperor, I hope you can save him.

No matter what he does to me, he is still a husband in my heart, and he is my heaven.

Even if he is bent on killing me now, I don't want him to have any three strengths and two weaknesses. ”

Finally, tears overflowed Fu Yurong's eyes, it was the most humble begging a woman made for her lover.

It was at this moment that Shen Yan was like a fish in his throat.

I can't tell how uncomfortable I feel.

Since ancient times, there have only been infatuated women, where can there be long-term lovers in the world.

She did not hesitate to throw away the last dignity for the sake of the heaven in her heart, but that person didn't even leave her a way to live.

Swallowing the saliva in his mouth, Shen Yan pulled Fu Yurong up from the ground.

"Niangniang, Shen Yan, I promised you."

"Really? Shen Yan, are you really, really willing to protect the emperor for me? ”

"Well, gentleman, a promise."

"Thank you, thank you."

“……”

This was the last conversation between the two people, when Shen Yan walked out of the gate of the Buddha Garden.

A eunuch with a pot of wine at the door bent down and walked in from Shen Yan's side.

Shen Yan actually wanted to look back at the queen again, but in the end, she still didn't look back.

Walking on the way out of the palace, I once again looked at the palace pavilions in the palace.

Her heart seemed to sink into a deep cold sea.

In the center of this Zhongzhou Empire, the place where power is most concentrated.

The conspiracy power technique is like an endless jungle of thorns, she thinks she has escaped from the ascension, but in fact, she is falling deeper and deeper.

She is really tired, tired and wants to leave here, and now she especially wants to return to Jiangnan, back to the days when she was a traveling doctor.

However, there is no going back.