Empress marry

Chapter 925 Clothes Tomb - Beloved My Wife

Lu Qingqing frowned strangely, "Why?"

The man rolled his Adam's apple, "It's just a monument, what's there to see?"

"It's just a monument, what's there to hide?"

"..."

He didn't let go of his hand. It was Lu Qingqing who brushed his hand away and walked slowly to the tombstone.

When her eyes touched the words above, her breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

[I love my wife dearly. 】

There are only these four simple characters on the stele, without a signature or anything else, but these four characters are powerful and elegantly written, as if they were written by someone with extremely high martial arts and excellent calligraphy.

The person who dared to erect a monument in this palace in such a majestic way, you don't even need to think about who it is.

Lu Qingqing never expected to see her tombstone in her lifetime.

She looked at the word "beloved", and there was a hint of mockery and coldness in her heart. In this palace—this man is surrounded by her shadows everywhere, but everyone is dead. What's the point of remembering things?
Mourn the regret of self-deceived confession?

Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes and glanced at him, "Isn't the ashes in the Dragon Palace? You wouldn't... split people in half, right?"

Put half by your side, and half buried in the soil.

Thinking about it is quite scary, a bit perverted.

The man frowned, feeling speechless at her weird thought, "No. It's just a tomb of clothes." After a pause, "I can't hold the altar of ashes and tell Yan'er that it is his mother's queen, and let him face her every year on festival days. Those ashes worship."

"..."

Inkstone.

She is still used to calling Nian Nian.

But now her Nian Nian has grown up and has become Shangguan Yan, the crown prince of Donglin.

Lu Qingqing bent her lips lightly, and looked at the tomb in front of her eyes mockingly, "It's a pity that the emperor's love is nothing more than that. First it was Concubine Li, and now it is me. The so-called reasons are just excuses you made for yourself. In fact, it is you. Can't stand having a woman?"

"..."

The ink color in Shangguan Jinglan's eyes gradually condensed into frost, which was particularly cold in the whistling north wind, but this coldness was not aimed at anything from the outside world, it just seemed to wrap him tightly in the ice and snow of the twelfth lunar month that could not be melted.

He didn't answer or explain anything, he took her back to Longyin Palace to be taken care of by his servants, and then went to the imperial study alone.

Lu Qingqing looked at the urn of ashes he put on the case, and pulled her lips expressionlessly.

The so-called ashes are actually just...

……

In the evening, the news that the emperor brought a brothel girl back to the palace and condemned Concubine Li for her spread quickly throughout the palace.

Originally, everyone thought that Concubine Li was the rare exception, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that, and she was replaced by a brothel.The wind direction in the palace suddenly began to change silently.

When Ye Xianyi heard the news, he didn't know whether he should be glad that he didn't go out and run into that girl named Weiqing, or regret that he didn't see the woman who was rumored to be more like Lu Qingqing.

She thought it should be the former.

At least he knew that the other party was not good at bullying casually, and he couldn't be rash like Concubine Li.

Even if you want to do something, you have to find out the details of the other party and take your time, just like you did to Lu Qingqing...

Thinking of Lu Qingqing, Ye Xianyi couldn't help closing her eyes.

But what's the point of staying by his side like this?

Lu Qingqing was gone, but she had very few chances to see him.

(End of this chapter)