Jiang Yao felt that her head was a little painful, she covered her head and frowned, a figure dressed in white in her memory, shining on the bronze mirror on the floor, Jiang Yao tried hard to see her face clearly, but her head suddenly exploded.

"Then why does Nan'an have the right to judge the emperor?"

"That's because Nan'an is the emperor's mother country, and now Nan'an is respected, a small country in Nan'an, how can it resist the mountains and rivers?"

Murong Chen's hand gently held Jiang Yao's hand, he looked at Jiang Yao earnestly and said, "Yao'er, can you go with me, the world will be chaotic soon, Duan Jingyan can't protect you, let's go to the end of the world." ”

Jiang Yao rubbed her hair with a splitting headache, and Murong Chen looked at her eagerly, as if she wanted an answer that she hadn't gotten for many years.

"Promise me Yao'er, let me take you away, leave this place of right and wrong, this is not your destination......"

Murong Chen pressed Jiang Yao's hand tightly, Jiang Yao was immersed in a chaotic thought, and the surrounding voices turned into buzzing sounds, which she couldn't really hear, and she struggled anxiously.

Suddenly, she screamed out, with a terrible voice, and murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty...... The Emperor ......"

In an instant, Duan Jingyan rushed in when he heard the sound, and seeing Murong Chen holding her tightly, he was about to go crazy with jealousy, and pounced on Jiang Yao's body. hugged her tightly into his arms, stroked her hair, and soothed her emotions.

"Yao'er, I'm here, it's okay, I'll be fine in a while, don't think about it......"

Murong Chen took a deep breath, took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and stabbed Jiang Yao's neck, Duan Jingyan hugged Jiang Yao tightly, felt her body go soft, and fainted.

"What are you doing here?"

"She needs to rest, too much stimulation, not conducive to her recovery."

Duan Jing's fierce eyes looked at Murong Chen like a knife, and slowly put Jiang Yao down, "What tricks do you want to play, what did you say to Yao'er?" He's weak now, do you still want to stimulate her? ”

"Weakness, that's what you do! When I rescued her, she was in good health, and she looked like she is now after half a year with you! ”

Murong Chen looked at him who possessed Jiang Yao, but he was not single-minded, full of anger, "I just asked her not to be stupid and see the true face of your Zhou Anguo." ”

Murong Chen's words angered Duan Jingyan, and he swung his fist at Murong Chen, but Murong Chen pinched Duan Jingyan's arm with a needle, and then his body moved, and another needle pierced Duan Jingyan's spine.

"Are you going to murder me?"

Duan Jingyan's body was about to fall down, but Murong Chen pushed the chair, and Duan Jingyan sat down on the chair, unable to move.

"It's really worthy of being a member of the Murong family, this medical skill is really, smart."

"Okay, now that you can't move, just look at my treatment, if it disturbs my mood, I'll make her never wake up again."

Duan Jingyan also immediately closed his mouth, Murong Chen turned his back to him, scraping Jiang Yao's wound little by little, Duan Jingyan felt like scraping bones, and asked loudly: "Does Yao'er hurt?"

Murong Chen held a sharp knife and gestured at Duan Jingyan: "If it cuts on you, do you think it will hurt?"

"Yao'er is indeed for me and has suffered a lot of grievances."

"Now that you know why you want to condone that fake queen?"

Duan Jingyan looked at Murong Chen and curled the corners of his lips, and sure enough, as he expected, this Murong Chen really knew the inside story.

"Fake? How can you prove that she is a fake? She has exactly the same face as the emperor. ”

"As long as you're not blind."

Murong Chen's words still came from King Jin's mouth, and it was indeed a loss to Duan Jingyan at this time. He dealt with Jiang Yao's wound neatly, applied medicine and then bandaged it carefully.

Jiang Yao, who was in a coma, was immersed in the darkness and kept running in it, but it was dark all around, Jiang Yao resisted and wanted to wake up, "Let me wake up, I want to ask clearly, who is the emperor!" ”

She shouted that she wanted to use her strong consciousness to shock the unconscious dream.

But if Murong Chen outside didn't pull out the needle, Jiang Yao wouldn't wake up, but this kind of consciousness broke through the shackles in Jiang Yao's heart.

She kept shouting, and gradually began to see a light in the distance, she walked in, suddenly attracted by the white light, and after entering, she was still in the Forbidden City, she walked on the long street of red walls and glazed tiles.

Throwing his handkerchief and walking towards the West Sixth Palace, he walked far and deep, until he stopped at the gate of a dilapidated palace, and Jiang Yao walked in in a flash. You can only see, but you can't do anything.

It was like a movie from a first-person perspective, his eyes were shaking, and when he heard this person sigh, he walked into the depressed room, and Yun Sleeve was scrubbing in the room, looking very happy to see Jiang Yao come back.

"Little master, you're back, just now Gonggong Kang came, and said that after asking the queen to say goodbye tomorrow, wait for the little master in the imperial garden."

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

A cold and emotionless voice came out of the body, and everyone could be stunned.

She walked unhurriedly to the dresser in the palace, propped her arms on the table, but hesitated, not knowing what this person was thinking, but Jiang Yao felt that she wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it, let alone what kind of face it would be.

Yun Sleeve came over and pressed her body on the dresser, and said: "The little lord has just entered the palace, I'm afraid there will be a lot of discomfort, rest early, Gonggong Kang just came over and said that the emperor will pass the little lord to sleep tonight, and the little master will prepare some." ”

The eyes just didn't look at themselves in the mirror, but fiddled with a sharp dagger next to the table, "So what? It's not certain whether he can accept the favor, maybe he doesn't have that blessing. ”

The voice was gradually cold, Jiang Yao felt cold in her heart when she heard it, looking at the dagger and thinking about the bed, she was going to assassinate? What kind of audacity is this, daring to do such a thing?

"Little master, do you still remember what General Jiang said on his deathbed? It is to let the little master let go of his hatred, and now the little pig is still haunted, which is not a good thing, and the woman who enters the palace will be respected by her husband. ”

"You want me to favor that dog emperor too, don't you? He was the one who killed my grandfather! It's ...... him."

Jiang Yao was in a hurry, she couldn't make any sound, knowing that at this time, Yun Bi walked in with a slave servant, Jiang Yao slowly accepted the fact that this was a memory.

No matter how you think about it, you can't change your memory.

"Little master, this indigo snail Dai was specially sent by the emperor, and there is a cabinet of clothes, all of which were specially made for the little master in the palace embroidery workshop a year ago."

Yun Bi opened the wardrobe with a smile, took out a set of sky blue dresses, and asked her: "Little master, every one of these pieces is extremely good, little master, don't ignore the emperor's thoughts in vain." ”

Yun Bi comforted her while gesturing to herself.

Yun Sleeve opened the box of fat powder, took out Luo Zidai, painted it on her face, looked at the mirror with a smile and said, "Little master, what do you think?" ”

The woman took a deep breath and raised her eyebrows, looking at herself in the mirror, with a sad face, Jiang Yao looked at it intently, the woman turned out to be the emperor in the painting.

A flash of face, the woman didn't care at all, after dressing up, it was already night, there was a sound of copper bells outside the door, and there was a sound of horses chirping.

"Little master, Fengluan Chun'en car has arrived, the little master will go to the Qingxin Palace, the emperor is already waiting, and the slave will go to the fresh point early tomorrow morning to serve the little master."

She nodded, walked out, and neatly took the dagger on the table, Jiang Yao's heart was lifted, this was really going to kill him, and she had made up her mind.

Outside Fengluan Chunen's car, many embroidered girls watched one after another, there were old faces that Jiang Yao knew, and Concubine Shen's jealous eyes, and there were many people who didn't know. The car slowly walked towards the freshness point, facing the twilight of the setting sun, until it fell to the ground level.

The Qingxin Hall was brightly lit, the slaves and maids in the hall served Jiang Yao and got out of the carriage, and Duan Jingyan was drinking wine in the main hall, looking really young, with a little childishness, and not so much sadness.

Jiang Yao calculated his age, if he was the emperor, he would be twenty-two years old now, and the emperor would enter the palace at the age of sixteen, and Duan Jingyan would only be twenty-three years old.

The emperor walked over at her, every step was very firm, he admired the emperor's palace clothes, Jiang Yao looked at the color he liked in his eyes.

"I've seen the emperor."

As soon as the emperor was about to ask for peace, Duan Jingyan stood up and pulled him closer to his arms, the familiar ambergris lingered in his nose, Jiang Yao was immersed in Duan Jingyan's eyebrows, believing that the emperor was too, otherwise how could he let Duan Jingyan rub it.