The summer wind was just gently blowing by, and it was already full of mess. Qing Yan stepped quickly in the palace building and the jade palace, and the bottom of his feet was filled with withered leaves, which was obviously inconsistent with the season at that time.
The leaves of many trees outside the Cining Palace inexplicably withered instantly, floating inside and outside the empty Cining Palace, layer by layer. In addition, there is one thing that is more and more dazzling than the leaves, which is the snow-white darkness.
When the wind blows, they are entangled with the leaves, rolled up high, fluttering in the air, from here, to elsewhere, and even far away.
There were already all kinds of white lanterns hanging under the eaves of the Cining Palace. The people in the hall were wearing snow-white sacrificial robes and were covered in plain clothes. Qing Yan felt more and more surprised as he walked, and he looked down at his bright clothes, which was the kind of silly summer at that time.
The scene seemed so out of place... She felt a little strange, why no one reminded her in advance. But she had already walked to the gate of the hall and was embarrassed to turn around, so she bit her lips. Qing Yan gritted her teeth and stepped in one step
The palace of Cining Palace.
The originally solemn and solemn Cining Palace is now wailing. The queen's male favorite, "concubine", faces, a large group of handsome men, pretty uncles, and little masters, were surrounding Liu Yue'e lying in the crystal coffin.
The queen kept crying.
These men are about to be buried with them.
According to the ancestral system of Dayuan, all the harems that did not give birth to children for the last emperor were buried with their widows. By the generation of Liu Yue'e, the national system underwent earth-shaking changes. Now it is a country where women are in power, but the custom of burying with their widows has been continued.
, She once wrote a will in person, except for Murong Lieyun, Li Wufu and Xianli, the three men were exempted from being buried alive, all other male favorites...
The eldest princess Pingyang stood quietly beside the crystal coffin, looking at Liu Yue'e's sleeping face in the crystal coffin with her eyes. She seemed to hear the sound of the queen throwing a teacup before she fell to the ground with a stroke. She seemed to hear the queen's voice before she died.
The cry from the heart, the whine of unwillingness to leave at the end of life.
Queen Liu Yue'e really left and will never come back. Crystal tears were spinning in Pingyang's eyes countless times, and then they fell down one by one.
Obviously, Pingyang has been reduced a lot, and her back is full of loneliness at this moment. The pain of losing her mother is far more than the joy of being about to become a treasure. The throne cannot bring her much satisfaction - what she once loved the most
Both of them have gone away from her, one is the mother who loves her, and the other is Shangguan Guhong, who is crazy at the wedding.
The continuous encounters of her nerves have reached the point where she is about to collapse.
Her father, Murong Lieyun, was standing beside her, helping her wipe away the tears from her cheeks. Murong Lieyun's original pair of eyes that looked down on the world were now stained with countless sadness.
"Pingyang... Are you okay?" Murong Lieyun's black eyes looked at her calmly.
"I..." Pingyang was already crying.
Murong Lieyun hooked her big hand and took her into her arms, allowing her to cry in her arms. At this moment, no matter how many words were, it was useless. A quiet hug was the best. Her hot tears were soaked.
The piece of his chest wetted up to his inner robe. He could feel her sorrow, and hugged her tightly with his arms, conveying his care as a father.
Although Pingyang's emotions are constantly venting, he keeps reminding himself that he must not forget how his mother died tragically...
When Princess Pingyang raised her head again, the face that made her disgusted her extremely!
Liu Qingyan was wearing colorful clothes, with a confused look on her face and a little dull, as if the person who passed away last night had little to do with her.
Unable to hide the anger in her heart, Princess Pingyang raised her eyebrows and rushed to Qing Yan with a quick step, raised her palm and slashed her face.
"Bang!" A crisp sound...
Qing Yan covered his face with one hand and retreated blankly.
The stinging pain on her face made her feel a little dizzy.
I didn't understand what happened, but I saw the eldest princess grinning and slamming her teeth and pounced on her again.
Qing Yan instinctively took another step back...
Fortunately, the eldest princess who rushed over was already blocked by Murong Lieyunheng's waist.
Murong Lieyun's cultivation is pretty good. He knew that in public and in full view, Princess Pingyang's beating Qing Yan would definitely make everyone laugh at and would also damage the royal face.
Holding her tightly, Murong Lieyun persuaded: "Pingyang, be careful not to be impatient, pay attention to the demeanor, pay attention to the influence..."
"No, I want to beat her to death, I want to beat this stinky bitch to death..." Pingyang yelled in a stern voice.
The mourning hall suddenly became chaotic. Driven by curiosity, many princes and nobles who came to pay their respects to mourn at the far end of the mourning hall had their toes or took steps forward to find out.
The mourning hall was crowded with people, and fragmented steps came one after another.
Qing Yan looked at the irritable eldest princess in horror. She felt sad, embarrassed, lost, and overloaded pressure. All kinds of emotions suddenly surged into her chest, which made her feel dizzy and her mind blurred.
Suddenly, a gust of storm came from outside the hall, shattering paper money, fragments, and leaves flying.
In a trance, Qingyan seemed to only see the whirlwind blowing into the princess' throat, and immediately swallowed her rough voice. Liu Qingyan, who was as stupid as a chicken, seemed to be deaf, only saw the princess's two
The thin lips opened and closed, but no sound was heard, of course, including the sounds of others... Only the whistling wind rushed into my eardrums.
She just felt that she was pulled by a powerful gravity and fell into the abyss, making her unable to break free and resist, and had to let herself sink and sink again...
Suddenly! A red light appeared on Liu Qingyan’s forehead!
The eyes of her charming eyes on her head were lit up like a traffic light. Although they were only the size of rice grains, and although they only lasted for a short second, the red candle shadows were deeply reflected in the eldest princess' reflection of the moon.
The eyes formed two dazzling reflections.
Pingyang's originally irritable body suddenly stiffened.
The eye of charming eyes between Qing Yan's forehead seemed so holy and elegant, and immediately outlined Pingyang's entire soul.
She was just stiff and looked at Liu Qingyan in a daze.
Qing Yan was shocked. She didn't know what she had done just now. This was the second time she had accidentally inspired the light of her charming eyes! However, the other party was a woman, and she would never look like a Shangguan again.
Gu Hong rushed over and licked his feet like that?