She had no other choice but to wait and wait for Xiao Ninglan in the East Palace. She believed that Xiao Ninglan would appear in the East Palace, and Wei Jinhan also agreed to help delay it for half a month.
In the East Palace, everything was as before. Occasionally there were guards patrolling by. Yan Xiaoyu met Fang Han again, the man who always looked at her deeply.
She hid in the Bamboo Garden and did not dare to look at Fang Han. Fang Han looked at her calmly and just said, "The Emperor only comes to the East Palace once every third day of the month!"
Yan Xiaoyu was shocked. The third day had just passed. If she wanted to see him, wouldn't she have to wait another month? But those three thousand soldiers couldn't wait at all...
"Fang Han, please take me to see the emperor!" Yan Xiaoyu shouted at Fang Han's back.
Fang Han paused, did not turn around, and just left lonely.
Yan Xiaoyu stood at the door of Zhuyuan disappointedly. Do you want her to risk her life and break into the palace?
She didn't believe that there was no sure path, and she would definitely be able to wait until Xiao Ninglan.
She found white rice paper from the house and cut some Kongming lanterns with the tails of candles. At night, she released these lights with her own hands. In the dark night sky, the Kongming lanterns flew higher and higher.
She had played with these sky lanterns in the East Palace before, but was scolded by Xiao Ninglan as being evil. She believed that as long as Xiao Ninglan still thought about Yan Xiaoyu, he would definitely come back to the East Palace when he saw these sky lanterns.
Xiao Ninglan looked at the lights in the starry sky in Jingxiao Palace. He stood up in surprise. He didn't know that other than the weird Yan Xiaoyu, there were other people who could do such a thing.
His heart was beating uncontrollably. He held the window with both hands and looked at the direction of the rising lights. It turned out to be the East Palace...
He almost jumped out of the door and ran towards the East Palace.
On the way, Fang Han blocked his way, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yan was arrested by Empress Wei and is now being held in Luanfeng Palace for lynching!"
Xiao Ninglan stopped and looked in the direction of the East Palace. Wei Yifang finally took action. Now, he had to rush to Luanfeng Palace, otherwise the show would not be good.
In the East Palace, Yan Xiaoyu put up a Kongming lantern all night. In the lonely night sky, the lights were like the eyes of passers-by, cold and distant. She sat on the cold steps, holding her chin with both hands, watching the lights in the sky go out one by one.
He didn't come. Did he not see these lights? Or he had forgotten Yan Xiaoyu who put up the Kongming Lantern in the East Palace...
Xiao Ninglan, do I think too highly of you, or do I think too highly of myself?
With bursts of sourness in her heart, Yan Xiaoyu stood up and smiled at the dim starry sky. She swallowed back the tears in her eyes and put her hands on her mouth, "Yan Xiaoyu, come on!"
In Luanfeng Palace, Wei Yifang glared at Concubine Yan fiercely. Concubine Yan's hair was messy, her mouth was red from being beaten, and she was filled with tears, but her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Xiao Ninglan strode in. When she saw Concubine Yan like this, she hurriedly helped Concubine Yan up and said coldly, "Queen, you actually used lynching indiscriminately?"
"Your Majesty, whether in public or private matters, all ministers and concubines have the right to teach this concubine Diao a lesson!" Wei Yifang looked directly at Xiao Ninglan, his expression calm.
Xiao Ninglan hugged Concubine Yan, curled her lips and sneered, "The queen must be used to living a peaceful life. From now on, Concubine Yan is not allowed to take a step outside the Zixiao Palace, and the queen should also stay away from your Luanfeng Palace..."
In just one sentence, both of them punished them at the same time, but which one was more severe, everyone could tell. Concubine Yan bit her lip, thinking that the emperor would stand up for her, but it seemed that her plan was in vain.
Already.
After Concubine Yan was settled in Zixiao Palace, Xiao Ninglan told Fang Han, "Go to Luanfeng Palace to explore at night and take care of all the shadow guards behind the Queen's home!"
Fang Han bowed and agreed, looking at Xiao Ninglan, he was hesitant. Xiao Ninglan raised her eyes and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Fang Han lowered his head, "Back to the emperor, the road leading from the East Palace to the palace is easy to hide assassins, and it has some impact on the feng shui of the palace!"
Xiao Ninglan pondered for a moment, then raised her head, "Then seal it to death!"
"Yes!" Fang Han bowed and stepped back.
Yan Xiaoyu waited for three whole days in the East Palace. She did not see Xiao Ninglan's shadow, but she saw the guards blocking the road to the palace. The chill in her heart deepened. It turned out that he was so eager to block the road to the past.
…
Carrying her parcel, she left the East Palace alone. She saw Fang Han among the flowers. He looked at her with a complicated expression, but hesitated to speak.
She passed by him carrying the package. She didn't have much time. It took her ten days to rush from Qinzhou to the capital, and she waited for Xiao Ninglan in the East Palace for three days and three nights. She still had two days to go.
Used.
She didn't know how she would face the old prince and Yun Ziyou and more than three thousand lives if the nine tribes were really killed by the three thousand soldiers. Was Xiao Ninglan really blinded by hatred?
On the outskirts of the capital city, she was dressed like a lotus in green clothes. She took a handful of water and took a sip. The sweet taste filled her heart. During the three days in the East Palace, she waited without eating or drinking. Her body was so weak that she could barely bear a gust of wind.
Blow to.
She was holding the package and standing on the hillside, looking at the East Palace from a distance. The autumn wind blew her clothes up and down, and her thin figure was crumbling in the wind. Goodbye, Xiao Ninglan, this is really the last time I use
Yan Xiaoyu’s identity is thinking of you...
From then on, there was no longer Yan Xiaoyu in the world, but Xiao Hanjing.
In the ghost realm, Yun Ziyou looked at the dusty Yan Xiaoyu with a look of astonishment on his face. He put down the scroll in his hand and stood up, "Jing'er, I haven't seen you for several months, how come you are so thin?"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled, as weak as a touch of foam in the air. She said softly and dreamily, "Brother, today is the fifteenth day. They will all be killed by the nine tribes..."
Yun Ziyou frowned even more tightly. Before he could ask, Yan Xiaoyu's body went limp and she passed out.
PS: At the current point of this article, the relationship between the heroine and the hero is not firm enough, so there are still a lot of sadistic plots in the back. Dear friends, grit your teeth and persevere. By the way, where is the gold medal? I want the gold medal!