This queen is not too curly

Chapter 55
No more.

What's missing?

Everyone was stunned.

No one realized what Chen Lingchen's abrupt words meant, but after all, people have instincts, just looking at his eyes, an indescribable coldness slowly penetrated from the soles of their feet to their spines.

The armored cavalry looked at each other, and cast a searching look at Chu Jingyu.

"It is an unforgivable crime for a horse to step on the imperial tomb."

Calm eyes fell on the armored cavalry.

Chu Jingyu said lightly: "Put to death."

As soon as his words fell, the emperor's personal guards pulled out their weapons and rushed into the crowd at lightning speed.Before everyone had time to react, the head of the armored soldier, the first man, had already rolled down at Chen Lingchen's feet.

The human head stared at his eyes, his eyelashes still trembling a little, and an incredulous expression condensed on his face.

In an instant, howling was everywhere.

Chen Lingchen's personal guards were no more than a dozen of them, they were dressed in the clothes of ordinary guards, and their attacks were like thunder, killing nearly half of Chu Jingyu's troops in a short while.

"His Royal Highness King Xuan!"

"His Royal Highness Xuan, help!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me, this subordinate is following orders!"

The majesty and majesty just now disappeared, and the armored cavalry instantly became a group of bereaved dogs.

They screamed, begged for mercy, ran, howled, and finally all the voices stopped abruptly.

Chu Jingyu looked at everything in front of him, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on his hands were exposed and bulged, like mountains and rivers that had dried up.

Desperate beads of sweat rolled down his face, but deep down in his heart, there was a ray of crazy hope——

There were only dozens of people who rode their horses into the mausoleum, and they were indeed powerless to resist the emperor's personal soldiers.

But there are 800 people on Yuting Mountain.

There are more than [-] guards at the foot of Yuting Mountain!

in case……

What if Chen Ling died in the imperial mausoleum today?

The clenched fist slowly loosened.

Chu Jingyu was attracted by the light in front of his eyes, as if possessed by a demon, he took a step forward, his voice hoarse: "All generals listen..."

Before he had time to let go of his voice, he saw a black shadow passing by.

That was the leader of Chen Lingchen's personal guards. He whipped his horse and galloped towards the outside of the imperial mausoleum, and his shouts spread across the sky:

"There is an order from the Holy Spirit! Those who step on the imperial mausoleum will be punished!"

"Those who have not entered the imperial mausoleum, unload your weapons! Retreat quickly! Spare your life!"

"If you go any further, you will implicate the Nine Clans!"

Outside the imperial mausoleum, horses step on flying dust, and everything is silent.

Chu Jingyu swallowed the words that he hadn't spoken yet, and stood stiffly on the spot with his eyes wide open.

Those who are being beheaded at this moment are all his best soldiers, but his main force is still outside, still in Ezhou.Right now, there are only dozens of ordinary soldiers...

So the steps that have been taken are taken back.

Chu Jingyu sighed for a long time, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at the slaughter in front of him.

Forget it.

As long as Qingshan is still there, there will always be better opportunities.

……

The massacre ended silently.

The warm sun shone in the imperial mausoleum, and the mountain wind sent away the endless smell of blood.

Everyone started to get busy, and they buried their heads, as if they had a tacit understanding with each other, and their eyes didn't meet anyone.

The pale-faced Chu Jingyu was escorted into a carriage by Chen Lingshen's personal guards, and sent all the way to his fief; the emperor's personal guards took away the complete body, and the palace people were busy wiping the remaining blood on the Han Baishi; The rest of the civil and military officials also left separately, only a few humerus ministers were worried about Chu Lingchen and stayed where they were, waiting for the call.

Yan Yuan found herself forgotten.

No one noticed her.

Even her father, Dingbei Hou Yan Zhou didn't know where he went.

Yan Yuan is not worried that he will be in danger, his skills may not be inferior to young people.

What she was more worried about was whether the old fox would have turned against him long ago, for example, he had taken refuge in King Xuan, that's why he didn't make a move from the beginning to the end of today's fight, and watched the whole turmoil with a cold eye.

Frowning, she searched back and forth in the crowd and couldn't find him, and finally found him in the ranks of civil servants.

This old thing was snuggling up against the civil servant and shivering.

Yan Yuan: ...

At that time, there was a dead silence in the arena, only Yan Zhou's low voice could be heard softly.

He was explaining to the civil servant beside him: "This Marquis's body and bones are not as good as before."

Yan Yuan: ...

The old fox is unreliable.

Yan Yuan sighed in her heart.

Then it's up to her.

At this moment, there was no one around Chen Lingchen, which was actually a very dangerous thing.

None of those who fell to the ground on the battlefield were absolute corpses.No matter if they are missing hands or feet, or have been shot in the chest, as long as their heads are still on their necks, they may suddenly stand up and fight back.

Among this group of people, if there is one person who is still alive?

What if someone is playing dead?

The other party was on the verge of death, how many lives would Chen Lingshen, this good-for-nothing, have?
Yan Yuan was silent for a moment, then silently raised the hem of her skirt, carefully walked around the corpse lying on the ground, and walked to Chen Lingchen's side.

Chen Ling looked at her deeply: "What are you doing here?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and there was even a hint of trance.

Yan Yuan thought for a while and said: "The concubine saw His Majesty looking at the top of the mountain distracted from a distance, so let's see what we can see here."

Of course she couldn't tell him that she came to protect him because she was afraid that he would lose his life, so she could only find a random reason.

She pretended to be curious and looked towards the peak of Yuting Mountain, but she did not expect to find something different.

The scenery from this perspective is different from other places.The clouds and fog in the mountain wind are obviously less, and a tall tree can be vaguely seen on the top of the mountain, and there seems to be a touch of unusual white on the treetop.

Yan Yuan looked intently and found that it seemed to be a white ribbon tied to the highest treetop on the mountain top.

Once the mountain breeze passes, the soft ribbon flutters with the wind.

What it is?
Yan Yuan was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Chen Lingchen, who was behind him, answered her for the first time: "There are some lonely friends on the top of the mountain."

His voice was different from usual, with a little tenderness.

"They are a few very righteous people. I have received their life-saving grace when I was young, and I have always wanted to take them back to the imperial capital for a long time. It's a pity..."

"It's always been a little less fate."

"After finally meeting each other, Gu wanted to keep them at home for a while."

Chen Lingchen seemed to be smiling, and there was some hoarse sound in his voice.

Yan Yuan had never heard such a tone from him.

The Chu Lingchen in her memory always seemed to be gloomy, as if there was no other living thing in this world except himself.

It's not as gentle as it is now, although there is a shallow sense of sadness in the tone, it really has a little breath of life.

He seemed to be in a good mood.

He even took the initiative to mention his friend on the top of the mountain.

Yan Yuan also guessed that his friend was probably the corpse in the hot spring. She didn't know how to respond, so she could only lower her head and say softly: "A friend came from afar, and this concubine is also happy for His Majesty."

"Is it?"

Chen Ling looked away.

The momentary confusion has disappeared, and he has turned back into the Chu Lingchen in Yan Yuan's memory.

He looked down at Yan Yuan, his eyes were full of malicious mischief.

"Last night at the hot spring cabin, Gu Ben wanted to introduce them to the queen."

"..."

"Unfortunately, the queen has no chance with them."

"..."

It's not a pity at all, okay?
If the referral was really successful at that time, I'm afraid there will be an extra white ribbon on the mountain now.

Yan Yuan's face paralyzed in thought.

She kept searching the surrounding corpses from the corner of her eye, ready to escort her at any time.

"But Gu still wants to be curious."

Chen Ling's heavy gaze followed the top of her head, and slowly slid down to her ears, watching the hair on her sideburns twitching the corners of her mouth: "I just want to know, why did the queen refuse to enter the cabin last night?"

Yan Yuan asked Chu Lingchen back: "Why does Your Majesty insist on letting the concubines see them?"

Chen Ling said in a low voice: "Because they will live here for a long time in the future and will not return to the palace with Gu."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Ling said lightly: "Everyone in the world opposes them staying here for a long time. Does the queen have no doubts about this?"

He asked casually, and his tone was flat.

Yan Yuan did not dare to neglect.

The conversation in the pavilion in the early morning did not end perfectly. She knew that Chu Lingchen had no doubts about her, but she didn't expect that he would choose such an occasion to open his mouth in such a direct way.

Should he be...

I feel that many people have been killed today, and there is not much more than her, right?
Yan Yuan's thoughts fluttered.

The body is motionless.

Chen Ling raised his eyes: "Queen?"

Yan Yuan let out a soft breath: "I just think... Qingshan burying his bones is not inappropriate."

Chen Ling's deep eyes suddenly darkened, and there was an obvious murderous intent in his eyes.

Yan Yuan raised her head and stared at Chen Lingchen calmly.

She knew it was a gamble.

There are still flesh and blood between them, and the dark red blood glows brilliantly under the scorching sun.In this chaos and mess, the surrounding air seemed to be drained dry.

Yan Yuan suddenly said: "No matter how many scriptures the mages recite and how much merit they accumulate, they probably wouldn't dare to compete with the late emperors and ancestors."

She didn't know who Chen Lingchen's benefactors and old friends were, what kind of status they had, and how much kindness they had for him, but this is the imperial tomb, where the dragon veins of his country of Yan are located. Make trouble in front of you?

I'm afraid they might not dare to accept what he gave.

Chen Ling was startled suddenly.

Yan Yuan turned her head to look at the white ribbon on the mountain: "Your Majesty guessed it right. Yan Yuan is the daughter of a murderer, and she really doesn't believe in ghosts and gods."

She was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "But I can recite the mantra of rebirth."

This is the only scripture she knows, and she would inevitably read it several times after every battle.It's not because I believe that there is really a world under the Nine Springs, but I just want those who don't go from now on to have someone to say goodbye.

Unexpectedly, now it has become her last bet in the game of life-saving.

Chen Ling stared at Yan Yuan quietly.

During the silent stalemate, the dark tide in his eyes finally faded away little by little, leaving only a faint gleam, his eyes like a wilderness.

"it is good."

A soft voice sounded.

Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes dropped, and his shoulders drooped slightly.

There is an indescribable softness.

(End of this chapter)