The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 422 Who Killed The Killer (5)
She turned around resolutely and left. Xiao Jue stayed where she was, staring at her back for a while before chasing two steps, but in the end she didn't catch up. She was right. It really confused him, he said such a thing, no wonder she was angry, right?

He didn't know whether it was because of Wanyi or her that he was so anxious.

When Qingchen changed clothes and came to the emperor's bedroom, Nanny Gui and the queen who were beside the empress dowager had just left. She heard that the emperor hadn't woken up yet, so she was waiting outside the palace.

Xiao Jun was lying on the red sandalwood Kowloon couch, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, his head dripping with cold sweat. In his dream, he clearly saw that thin figure huddled in a corner amidst the sky full of fire, so frightened and helpless eyes, desperately crying out his name...

"Wanyi, Wanyi... I'm here to save you, don't be afraid..." The emperor on the couch suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the bright yellow curtains hanging down. Scary fireworks?

Fuquan stood beside him anxiously, seeing that the emperor woke up, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said joyfully, "Your Majesty, you have woken up, this slave is going to die of anxiety."

Xiao Jun stood up, saw Fuquan's miserable appearance, and suddenly recalled in his mind the moment when the wall collapsed in the fire, despair swept in like a sea wave, and the pain was unspeakable like a sudden stab in the heart , caressing his chest and let out a muffled groan, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood on the side of the couch, then slowly fell down on the pillow, two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes slid down his temples.

Although the hoarse and choked voice was weak, it carried an irresistible determination. The emperor ordered: "Decree, Feng Rongbi is Xiaohuiren and Anshun Empress, and she will be buried in the imperial tomb with the ceremony of the mother of the country. I will be buried with her in the imperial tomb after a hundred years. Together. All the people in the Buddhist hall will be buried with them, and all the little eunuchs who hindered me from saving people will be buried with them..."

Fu Quan trembled when he heard this, and quickly advised: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about about the funeral at this time, Mrs. Rong Concubine..."

"Shut up, anyone who dares to disobey the order will be killed without mercy!"

Fu Quan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this servant is not trying to resist the edict, this servant just wants to tell the Emperor that Concubine Rong is fine, she did not dare to come in before the Emperor woke up, and has been waiting outside to see you."

"What did you say?" Xiao Jun flipped off the bed suddenly, such an emotional shock of joy and sorrow made him dizzy for a while, and he fell back on the bed a little unsteadily, "What did you just say, say it again!"

Fu Quan carefully supported him, and then said softly: "Concubine Rong was not in the hall when the fire broke out, so she was not hurt at all. I know that the emperor is in a hurry and is waiting outside to see you."

Xiao Jun shook off his hand and walked straight out of the hall. Seeing the emperor's appearance, Fu Quan hurriedly bent over and picked up his boots and chased after him, "Your Majesty, shoes, shoes..."

Qingchen has been waiting quietly outside the hall, the late autumn wind is bleak and cool even in the afternoon, and the falling dead leaves rustle around the feet, making people feel sad for no reason.

Yun Lan wrapped her body in the begonia-colored golden hibiscus-patterned cloak, and seeing that she was frowning all the time, she asked softly, "Is your empress feeling sorry for the emperor?"

"I don't know, but Yunlan, I have to do this, you must understand, right?" She glanced at the door of the bedroom, and sighed softly: "Actually, I know very well in my heart that the person the emperor and Xiao Jue want to save is me. It wasn't me, what they saved was Xie Wanyi, but also their own heart." Although the fire burned Xie Wanyi to death, it also burned the hearts of the emperor and Xiao Jue. After so many years of guilt, they want to Is it not my own heart that is redeemed?

　There are eight chapters tonight, still one chapter every 15 minutes, girls who can’t wait, go to bed first, it’s the same when I watch it tomorrow morning, what a dream~~
　　
　
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