Liunian was dressed in black, with his knees on the ground, his eyes already looking at death, and he had no intention of explaining or struggling at all.

Fuyun was even more anxious than the people at that time in Liunian. The two of them entered the palace at the age of fifteen and stayed with the emperor for four or five years.

In the past, everything was handled by fleeting time.

"Your Majesty," Fuyun hurriedly kowtowed to Yan Chou several times and said in a trembling voice, "How could Fleeting Time betray you? Is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Yan Qiu's slender right hand held the hilt of the sword tightly, and his eyes stared straight at the fleeting time.

The entire Chengming Hall was immersed in an ink-like deathly silence.

The blood in Liunian's chest kept pouring out, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Fuyun swallowed his saliva. If Liunian begged for mercy, maybe the emperor would let him go. As long as the sword didn't penetrate his heart, he could still be saved.

"Liunian, please explain to the Emperor quickly..."

Liu Nian opened his mouth and said weakly: "I have nothing to say, my slave."

Fuyun moved his knees, moved to Yan Chou's side, gently grabbed the hem of Yan Chou's dragon robe, and said: "Your Majesty, no matter who betrays you, it will not be a fleeting year..."

Yan Chou let Fuyun tug at his robe, his deep eyes full of mockery, "If he hadn't betrayed me, could he still be the queen?"

Fuyun was stunned, and relaxed his hand slightly, "Your Majesty..."

Yan Qiu's thin lips were cold and cold: "Did you tamper with the sandalwood last night? After I was hallucinated, you used your Qinggong to send the Prime Minister's daughter into the palace while I was outside for air."

Fuyun opened his mouth in disbelief and looked at the sandalwood that had burned out last night.

Liu Nian could feel the blood flowing out of his body bit by bit. He knew that Yan Chou would not kill him, so he could save his breath to find the person behind it.

For the first time, he looked at Yan Chou with his truest eyes, and the disgust in his eyes was ready to come out.

Fuyun also noticed Fleeting's expression and froze in place.

Yan Qiu stared at him: "If you tell who asked you to do this, I might spare your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Nian gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and with a force, stabbed his chest hard with the sword blade.

The sword given to him by Yan Chou also saved his life.

Yan Chou watched the people around him die. He slowly closed his eyes, released the hilt of his sword, and exhaled a heavy breath.

Fuyun didn't recover from the shock for a long time.

But the only thing he could confirm was that the emperor was probably in despair.

Liunian was trained by the emperor, and he and Liunian were the most trusted people by the emperor in the palace.

Fuyun wiped away his tears and stood up from the ground, saying with a nasal voice: "Why do you do this in fleeting years..."

Yan Chou opened his eyelids, but his eyes had lost all emotion and became cold and ruthless.

"Let's deal with it." Yan Chou fluttered his sleeves and stepped over Liu Nian's body with his long legs. When he was about to leave the palace, he turned back and glanced at the scene of blood on the ground, "Find a place to bury it outside the palace."

"Yes." Fuyun said boldly, "Your Majesty, could it be that Liunian belongs to the Queen Mother?"

Yan Qiu rarely had the patience to say: "No."

As for who it is, Yan Chou already has the answer in his heart. Tomorrow is the moment when he plans to eliminate this trouble.

Fuyun looked at Yan Chou's desolate back and sighed in his heart.

*

Yan Chou was at a loss as to what to do and strolled in the imperial garden of the palace.

It was spring, surrounded by vibrant plants, the sun was warm, and the occasional chirping of cicadas reached his ears.

Suddenly, a palace maid's voice suddenly sounded: "Queen, please slow down, I can't keep up with you."

A kite floated in the clear blue sky, its tail fin swaying gracefully like a red afterglow.

A figure dressed in pink broke into Yan Chou's sight. The woman's back was thin, and her black hair was flowing down, and it moved rhythmically as she ran.

His originally cold heart suddenly felt warm.

"Empress, behind you..." The palace maid saw Yan Chou's appearance and hurriedly stopped Xie Shizhu. When she saw the empress stepping on the emperor's boots, her face turned pale and she hurriedly knelt down, "This slave is joining the emperor."

Xie Shizhu bumped into something as hard as stone behind her and was forced to stand still, and she let go of the thread she was holding on to.

The kite blew far away with the breeze and disappeared.

Xie Shizhu turned around and before she could see the person behind her clearly, cold thin lips covered hers. She opened her eyes slightly, clenched her right hand into a fist and punched Yan Chou's shoulder twice.

The palace maid blushed for a while.

Finally taking in the air, Xie Shizhu glared at Yan Chou: "This is outside."

Yan Chou chuckled, brushed his thumb against her wet lips, and said with tenderness in his dark eyes: "It's okay, the weather is nice these days. I will take you for an outing outside the palace tomorrow. What does the Queen think?"

Xie Shizhu opened his eyes wide, as if considering the meaning of his words: "True or false?"

Yan Chou held her hand tightly and nodded: "What I promise you will not be false."

Xie Shizhu smiled and said, "Okay."

Yan Chou's eyes became darker and darker. This was the first time he saw Xie Shizhu smiling for him. It was also a rare sight for him to see the smile he dreamed of.

When it was lunch time, Yan Chou and Xie Shizhu went to Jin'an Hall together.

The eunuch laid out the dishes and left in a hurry. Except for the two of them, there was no one else in the palace.

Yan Qiu put the vegetables in Xie Shizhu's bowl. Xie Shizhu stared at the dishes without appetite and didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

"Why don't you eat?" Yan Chou looked at her thin collarbone and looked at her face.

Xie Shizhu frowned, "I have no appetite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Chou's face flashed with joy, "You..."

Xie Shizhu interrupted him: "I am not pregnant, I am just thinking that it is not that simple for you to take me outside the palace."

The smile on Yan Chou's lips froze, he didn't expect her to be so smart.

"Well, I will take General Chang with me when I leave the palace."

Xie Shizhu was startled and turned his head to look at the man's picturesque face.

"He has been working hard for Xihe for a long time. I just want to take him out to relax," Yan Chou's eyes flashed with an elusive coldness.

The system said: [It feels like it’s not that simple!]

Xie Shizhu smiled slightly: "Then you feel right."

"Well," she didn't ask any more, lowered her head and ate in peace.

After a while, the imperial doctor came in from outside, and Xie Shizhu looked surprised.

Yan Chou stroked her soft hair, and with her shocked expression, he said: "Let the imperial doctor take a look."

Xie Shizhu frowned slightly and hesitated to give his arm to the imperial doctor. Finally, in Yan Qiu's slightly narrowed eyes, he couldn't bear the warning in his eyes and stretched his arm to the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor swallowed his saliva and placed his hand on her pulse for a long time.

Yan Qiu supported his chin with one hand, and stared at Xie Shizhu's hand quietly with his pupils as black as paint.

Her skin is extremely white and her joints are narrow and slender.

The imperial doctor hesitated for a while and then slowly raised his head.

Yan Chou put his eyes on the imperial doctor's face. Although he remained silent, the imperial doctor still felt his eagerness to look forward to it.

"...Report to the Emperor," the imperial doctor said cautiously, "The Queen is not pregnant."

Hearing this, Yan Qiu pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his clear-cut jaw tightened, as if he was about to burst into anger the next second.

The imperial doctor was ready to be scolded, but Yan Chou just nodded lightly and let him go.

The imperial doctor was so flattered that he fled from Jin'an Palace.

As soon as he left, Xie Shizhu felt relaxed all over. Just as he picked up the chopsticks, he was hit by a strong force and hugged her waist.
Chapter completed!