Chapter Eighty-Eight*, Forming a Strange Road

Gently put a kiss on the handkerchief, the action is reverent and focused.

Little girl, I'll take you home right away!

Everyone in the Star Picking Pavilion knows that there has always been a person in their pavilion master's heart.

No one knows when the pavilion master met her, and no one knows why the pavilion master's high status just fell in love with her.

However, they all knew that the pavilion master was very distressed by this lady.

Although they all felt unworthy for the pavilion master, the pavilion master was willing to accept it.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills

Duanmu Rong sat on the bed and said lightly, "Has the emperor arrived?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, the emperor is almost here."

Duanmu Rong nodded and let the maid go down, leaving only her and Mama Zhao in the huge dormitory.

Duanmu Rong said quietly: "You say, is it right or wrong for this palace to do this?" ”

Mama Zhao followed her into the palace and has been serving until now, and she can be regarded as an old man beside her.

Mama Zhao: "Niangniang, as long as you think it's worth it, that's right." ”

Is it worth it?

Duanmu Rong asked herself in her heart.

Is it worth it to kill her pillow man for her son?

Duanmu Rong's gaze turned to the wine jug on the table and sighed.

"Well, what does it matter? Now the shrine is not allowed to turn back. ”

Duanmu Rong closed her eyes and quietly waited for Leng Aotian's arrival.

"The emperor has arrived." A sharp bulletin sounded.

The voice that Mu Rong was most looking forward to at the front end has now become the most panicked.

The emperor shouldn't have come.

After tonight, they're going to be on the opposite side.

"Niangniang, the emperor is here." Mama Zhao softly reminded Duanmu Rong who was distracted.

Duanmu Rong stood up, "Let's go." ”

"The concubines see the emperor."

"Hurry up, concubine, I heard that you are not feeling well, why don't you declare the imperial doctor?" Leng Aotian picked up Duanmu Rong, hugged her into his arms, and asked with concern.

Duanmu Rong only felt bitter in her heart, "It's all old problems, nothing to look at." ”

Leng Aotian helped her to the table, and inadvertently saw the wine jug, the mellow aroma of wine emanated, Leng Aotian was overjoyed: "Ai Concubine, you still know me, and you have prepared my favorite wine for me." ”

He poured himself a glass of wine, raised it to his lips and drank it all.

"Your Majesty!" Duanmu Rong shouted.

"Huh? What happened to Aifei? Leng Aotian put the wine glass aside.

Duanmu Rong: "The concubine just thinks of Sister Chen, Sister Chen's sister likes to make wine the most, the emperor always likes to go to Sister Chen's place to drink such wine, and the emperor still likes this kind of wine for so many years." ”

Hearing her mention Concubine Chen, Leng Aotian also fell into memories.

The wine brewed by Concubine Chen has always been mellow, and the aroma of the wine is intoxicating, just smelling it makes you drunk, let alone drinking it, compared to the Qiongxiang jade liquid in the Heavenly Palace.

But Concubine Chen never said where she learned the brewing technique, and Leng Aotian and the others in the palace always thought that it was her ancestral technique, so they didn't bother anymore.

I didn't expect the queen to mention this matter today.

Leng Aotian: "Yes, if there was no accident back then, Chen'er might have learned Concubine Chen's winemaking." ”

Duanmu Rong's eyes darkened a little.

Is the emperor really guilty about the little mongrel?

Leng Aotian continued to recall: "It's not good for me these years, so Chen'er has suffered so many grievances, I'm sorry for his mother!" In the past, I always favored Shaoming, but look at what Shaoming looks like now! Spend all day drinking, so that I can rest assured that I will hand over the country to him! ”

Duanmu Rong's eyes have become gloomy and cold, just like Leng Shaoming's.

Scold!

Wronged?

I'm sorry?

It's too late!

Duanmu Rong's heart completely hardened at this moment, and she was no longer soft!

"Your Majesty, give."

Leng Aotian was repentant, he didn't realize Duanmu Rong's emotional changes at all, took the wine glass, and drank it all without thinking about it.

Duanmu Rong smiled.

The more Leng Aotian drank, the happier she became!

"Your Majesty, come, sign this!"

Duanmu Rong took the yellow cloth from the side, spread it out on the table, grabbed Leng Aotian's hand and pressed it on it.

Leng Aotian was already drunk, he didn't have any consciousness, and he wouldn't notice what he was pressing.

"Someone! The emperor is drunk, and Gonggong Chen will help the emperor back to the palace. ”

"Niangniang, this ......" Gonggong Chen was a little embarrassed.

The emperor is so drunk, doesn't he rest in the queen's bedroom?

"Bengong has been unwell recently, and Bengong is worried that it will infect the emperor." Duanmu Rong explained.

After Gonggong Chen heard it, he had no reason to do it, and directly asked people to carry the emperor to the palace.

After Leng Aotian left, Duanmu Rong took out the holy decree in his arms and looked at it carefully.

Shaking his head and sighing: "Leng Aotian, Leng Aotian, don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between husband and wife, I just want Shaoming to ascend to the throne." ”

"Mama Zhao, send this to King Ming's Mansion tomorrow."

Duanmu Rong looked at the red hair on it in a daze.

originally wanted to use the jade seal, but her people searched through the imperial study and couldn't find the jade seal, so they could only use the emperor's handprint and his signature.

As for whether he admits it or not, Duanmu Rong is not worried at all.

Leng Aotian drank the wine she had already drunk*.

This poison dissolves in water, is colorless and tasteless, and will only attack after three days, and during this period, Daluo Immortal cannot detect it.

This was brought by Leng Shaoming, and Duanmu Rong was not afraid that he would find her here.

Now, what she has to do is to survive these three days.

The day Leng Aotian died was the day her son ascended the throne.

……

On the top of a hill somewhere in the imperial city, a man and a woman leaned on each other, quietly waiting for the arrival of the sunrise.

"Leng Sichen, why haven't you come out yet?"

Forgive Li Ziqing for being impatient, she is too sleepy.

Before dawn, Leng Sichen pulled her out to stay on the top of this broken mountain, waiting for the sunrise.

I waited for several hours, not to mention the sun, and I didn't even see a single cloud.

Li Ziqing leaned on his arms and kept yawning.

In this season, the summit is still quite cold.

When Li Ziqing came out, she only wore a single coat, and the autumn wind made her tremble.

But it's okay, there's a big heater behind it.

"Wait a little longer, it's almost there." Leng Sichen's patience was obviously better than Li Ziqing's.

Not only did the posture not move, but even the heat transmitted to Li Ziqing continued unabated.

In fact, he was also speechless in his heart.

Obviously let Hanying inquire, why hasn't he come out yet?

That's right!

Leng Sichen was planned.

The sun rises, and the two people kiss each other on the top of a high mountain.

How wonderful!

How romantic!

Unfortunately, the plan can't keep up with the change!

Before the sunrise, Li Ziqing was already impatient!

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming! How many times have you said it! In the last half hour, if the sun doesn't come out again, you will roll me off the top of the mountain!" Li Ziqing roared.

How boring is this person, who doesn't sleep in the morning and comes to the top of this broken mountain where birds don't to watch the sunrise!

Deliberately fix her, right?

Leng Sichen shrunk his shoulders and prayed silently.

Heaven and earth, it's not easy for me to coax a daughter-in-law, you have pity on me, come out quickly!