Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

Chapter 771 Wanwan. Qingsi 20
"Wanwan, can you let me meet the queen mother?"

"one side."

"One side is fine."

"Just to see if she's okay."

The emperor begged in a pleading tone, his eyes full of anticipation.

But, the queen mother is dead, doesn't the emperor know?
That's right, the palace never said that the Empress Dowager had passed away. It was the news that the Empress Dowager went to Linglong Temple to devote herself to worshiping Buddha.

It's just that if other people don't believe it, will the emperor believe it?
Wanwan said, "Your Majesty, what did the prince say?"

A glint of prey flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he walked back and forth in the corridor, obviously emotionally unstable.

"Tang Qian didn't let me see my mother, he said that my mother didn't want to see me."

"Tang Gan said that the queen mother and Yun Wuxin left together, that's impossible!"

"He also lied to me that the queen mother is dead!"

"Nonsense, he is angry with me, he just wants to force me to death."

"He just doesn't want me to see my mother!"

"Slave..." Wanwan hesitated to speak, and finally understood why the prince agreed to her coming here.

The emperor held her hand and said eagerly: "Wanwan, you tell Tang Gan that it's just a meeting, and I promise I won't do anything."

As soon as Wanwan gritted her teeth, she wanted to break the emperor's self-deception: "But the Queen Mother—"

"I knew I was wrong!" The emperor suddenly grabbed the wound on his left arm, "I won't lock her up anymore! She can be with whoever she wants!"

The voice was almost shrill and shrill, and the veins in the hand clutching the left arm bulged.

Seeing a large amount of blood on the white clothes, Wanwan changed her words: "Okay, I will tell the prince! Your Majesty, please let go!"

The emperor calmed down and let go of his hand.

Treating the wound, talking in a low voice, and talking, the emperor fell asleep leaning against the pillar.

Wanwan finished bandaging, looked at that pale face, and hesitated whether to wake the emperor up and go back to sleep in the room.

"Girl, let the subordinate come down." A gray shadow appeared in front of him.

It's Shadowguard.

"It's work."

Wanwan stepped away, watching the shadow guard bend down and gently hug the emperor back.When walking out of Weiyu Pavilion, the wind picked up, and white catkins floated in front of her eyes. Wanwan stretched out her hand to catch it.

It's a dandelion.

Sure enough, after walking a few more steps, he saw a clump of dandelions at the corner of the palace wall of Wei Yu Pavilion.

Among the bluegrass, a few dandelions dotted around are particularly inconspicuous.

Wanwan bent down and picked one, and blew gently, the white flowers spread out and went far away.

Before the family collapsed, the girls often got together.

Wanwan remembered that Miss Xu, who likes to study flowers and plants, said that dandelion is a very sad flower.

"The meaning of the white dandelion is pretty good, and the red one is hopeless. However, if you can find purple, you will be able to get rid of the hopelessness of red and white." The eldest lady of the Xu family changed her tone, "Yellow dandelions are better. , I hope everyone here will be as bright and bright as a yellow dandelion."

Wanwan remembered that Miss Xu said that the white dandelion represented unstoppable love.

Can't stop?
Obviously free, but can not stop.

Wanwan looked at the stars flying away with the wind, and thought of the frail young man standing under the eaves in the Drizzle Pavilion.

Does the young emperor want to go with the queen mother?

"Your Majesty, do you know where the Empress Dowager likes the most?"

"My queen, my mother said that she has been to many places, but her favorite is to stay in the sun under the eaves of her own house. The sun is suitable, the begonias are still there, and there are people around. It is best to have a little sound, so that even if you fall asleep, you will feel at ease. .”

Before coming here, Wanwan thought that the Queen Mother liked to ride horses in the suburbs, yearning for Yun Wuxin to wander the rivers and lakes.

I never thought that what the queen mother likes is to live and work in peace and contentment, and yearn for the quiet and happy years of ordinary people.

Wanwan smiled wryly, staggered, and her head was covered with black hair, covering the dripping tears.

It turned out that she had never known the Queen Mother before.

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　　That’s it for Wanwan’s extra chapter. I don’t want to write it anymore. I feel like I’ve written too much in the front and squeezed out the content in the back.

　　Qingsi wanted to use vague and obscure techniques to write about many things in this article, but I felt that it was not expressed enough.

　　Later, I will write about Tang Qian’s white hair and add more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)