He knew that it would really be a shame for the king of a country to say it like this, but he had to figure it out, otherwise he would have a thorn in his heart, which would definitely lead to strangers between him and Yue'er in the future.

Emotionally, he doesn't want to be a suspicious person who is always suspicious.

Lan Xiaolou smiled sadly, not as if he was faking: "Your Majesty, the beloved person that the grass people said is no longer alive, there is no half a lie, if the grass people lie, the grass people are willing to live without love, be poor, and not die well." ”

Because when the queen mother wrote a letter to him, he already knew that her second girl Jiang was no longer there, and now what was in her body was someone else's soul.

His second girl, on the surface, looks like a hedgehog, she has to stab anyone, once she touches her wound, she will show her spikes, and prick the other party's head to the point of bleeding, even if she is scarred.

But her heart is kinder and weaker than anyone else, and every time she bullies someone, she tears of guilt, she can't see others bullying the weak, and she always pretends to be strong to protect everything she cares about.

The queen mother is the emperor's Yue'er, but not his second girl.

That's why he dared to swear such a poisonous oath.

The servants in the pear garden, especially everyone like Lan Xiaolou, believe in gods and ghosts, and before the start of the singing, they have to light incense and kneel down to worship the gods, hoping that the performance will end smoothly and no accidents will happen.

Therefore, if he dares to swear, it proves that he has a clear conscience.

The hostility in the emperor's eyes dissipated most of it, and he said with a smile: "I and Xiaolou hit it off at first sight, and we talked very happily, but we forgot the hour for a while. ”

He raised his head: "Tang Shiliang, reward the Rongsheng opera troupe with 1,000 taels of silver, and reward the first golden plaque in the world of Lan Xiaolou, and send them out of the palace." ”

Tang Shiliang bowed: "The slave obeys the order." ”

After Lan Xiaolou left, the smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth suddenly converged, and the pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes were cold and abnormal: "Wang Dequan, has Lin Zhangjing come back?" ”

It's only been one night, how can it be so fast?

However, Wang Dequan only dared to complain in his heart, and replied: "Your Majesty, Cangxian County is still under Yunyang County, and the carriage will take six hours. ”

In addition, he has to investigate the truth and falsehood of what Lan Xiaolou said, and counting the time when he comes back, he will have to wait for at least another day and night.

The pigeon may be faster, but it is not so fast, and it is necessary to ensure that the pigeon is not shot halfway.

The emperor is concerned about chaos.

If Lin Zhangjing sent back the news that Lan Xiaolou did have a wife who died of illness, these things rewarded by the emperor could send the Rongsheng opera troupe to the supremacy of the opera industry.

But if the news that came back was that he was lying, then these fame and fortune could also be a talisman to send Lan Xiaolou to hell.

"What is the Queen doing?"

"The frost girl next to the queen mother has come, and asked Lan Xiaolou when he will leave the palace, and the queen mother wants to send him off."

The heart that the emperor has been carrying has finally come to fruition.

If Yue'er behaved too coldly and ruthlessly, he would have to suspect that there was still love between the two.

"The Emperor's ......"

A dark glint flashed in Wang Dequan's shrewd eyes: "Do you want the slave to send someone to watch?" ”

"Smack!"

A fold smashed on his body: "Who have I become?" ”

"Slaves should die, slaves should not speculate on the holy will."

The force of the fold smashed on the body was not great, if the emperor was really angry, it should be Wang Dequan's head that was smashed just now.

Out of the imperial study, Wang Dequan breathed a sigh of relief, he showed loyalty to the emperor, and the emperor would not suspect him of colluding with the queen's mother.

What sent people to stare at Lan Xiaolou and the queen mother, it was just talking.

The emperor is an extremely conceited person, he has conceited capital, how can he do such a thing as eavesdropping on the corner?

On the way out of the palace, Jiang Xinyue's steps have been waiting for a long time.

Tang Shiliang led the Rongsheng opera troupe forward to salute the queen's mother, and then immediately walked away with the rest of the troupe, leaving only Jiang Xinyue, magpies, Jiang Chuan and others waiting.

Looking at each other, Jiang Xinyue's eyes did not have love, reluctance and surprise, nor disappointment, pain and sadness.

She just smiled like that, it was thrillingly beautiful, but those eyes were so strange that Lan Xiaolou didn't dare to recognize them.

"She'......"

opened your mouth, I want to ask the original Jiang Xinyue?

But I only spit out one word, and I don't know how to ask.

"Her soul is free."

Lan Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were always full of sadness with a relieved look.

He laughed a few times and turned to leave.

The magpie looked at Niangniang, then at Jiang Chuan, and then at Lan Xiaolou's back: "No...... Empress...... What is he laughing at? What did you just say free? ”

She knew every word of that sentence, and she couldn't really make out what it meant when put together.

Why did Lan Xiaolou laugh so much when he heard it?

"Nothing."

Jiang Xinyue waved her hand, walked back to the palace, and she touched the top of the magpie's head: "Talking to people like them who are engaged in literature and art is to be ambiguous, don't explain it too clearly and understand, let them guess for themselves." ”

Just like what she said about the original soul being free means that she is dead, but what Lan Xiaolou heard was that the real Jiang Xinyue went where she wanted to go, doing what she wanted to do, maybe the soul had become someone else, and opened another kind of free life.

Of course Jiang Xinyue wouldn't tell him that the original body was dead, who knows if he would suddenly go crazy, thinking that she killed the original body, occupied the original body, and was like glue with the emperor Qingqing and me.

Only by making him think that she was forced to occupy the original body, and the original body was still alive somewhere in this world, could he obediently go out of the palace and not cause trouble for Jiang Xinyue.

People are not for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, and she just wants to live peacefully in this deep palace.

The emperor stood on the city wall above the two of them, and although he didn't hear the conversation between the two, he heard Lan Xiaolou's hearty laughter.

What is so funny to say?

What satisfied him was that Jiang Xinyue didn't say more than two words to him during the whole process, and there was a long distance between the two, and there were palace people waiting around them, so it was impossible to complain to each other.

Wang Dequan, who swore that the emperor would not listen to the corner, scratched his forehead and began to reflect on whether he was getting old recently and didn't have much energy to pay attention to the emperor?

How did he become duplicitous?

returned to Kunning Palace, and Frost Fall stood at the door: "Niangniang, the emperor is here, take His Royal Highness the Prince to read and write in the wing!" ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded, went to her room to change into clean clothes, and was wearing a smock, when a warm embrace shrouded her from behind: "Yue'er, let me hug her." ”