The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 449
And when he asked Zhang Deming about the cause of his death, he was silent and refused to say a word.

Mu Yang guessed that there must have been some earth-shattering events back then.

Obviously, this incident had a huge impact on the master, and almost killed him.

Therefore, it is not easy for the master to be able to be what he is today. The hardships he has put in are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

When the imperial concubine did not enter the palace, the master never smiled, not even sneered.

After the imperial concubine entered the palace, the master gradually started to laugh.

Today, because of the noble concubine, the master broke into his forbidden place.

When he came out of the bamboo pavilion just now, his complexion was unbelievably gloomy, perhaps he was hurt by the scene, and recalled a lot of past that he didn't want to recall.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang scratched the back of his head.

The emperor can be indifferent and ruthless to the women next to him, and he will be punished if he says punishment. Why does he treat this concubine Wen with courtesy?

He didn't like her, but he still didn't punish her!
If someone else provoked the imperial concubine to get drunk like that today, they would definitely be punished severely.

However, it is strange that Concubine Wen can live in peace.

The pitch-black night enveloped the earth, and the air was filled with a very stiff atmosphere.

Ling Juncheng pushed open the closed gate of Suiyuxuan, and drove straight in.

In the courtyard, a young man dressed like a snow monk's robe sat cross-legged, holding a half-volume of scriptures, the cool moonlight gently draped over his body, but the gentleness of his whole body was gentler than the temperatureless moonlight.

"I don't know that the emperor is coming, but the little monk is far away to welcome him."

He put down the scriptures and got up to salute.

The man who ruled the world strode forward to hold his wrist: "There is no need to be polite."

Sitting on the side of his futon, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

Chen Yin pursed his lips, and remained silent for a long time, just drinking tea cup after cup.

"The emperor has something on his mind?" Wu Huang looked up at him and asked softly.

The man rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, and after a while, he opened his thin lips slightly: "Wuhuang, I ask you," he looked up at Wuhuang, "Why is it that a person has no pulse?"

"The person the emperor mentioned is the imperial concubine." Wu Huang opened the scriptures and looked down.

Being caught by his words, Ling Juncheng frowned.

"How do you know it's her?" His eyes tightened, and his nerves tightened inexplicably.

Wuhuang looked up at the sky, and said in an ethereal voice, "Young monk can observe the mind."

Ling Juncheng didn't delve into this issue, Wuhuang not only can observe the mind, but also observe the world's affairs, he always knows more than he knows, but he thinks it's a secret, and refuses to explain it to him in detail.

"Then tell me why she doesn't have a pulse?" The man's majestic eyes stared straight at Wuhuang.

Wuhuang turned his head to look directly at him, and after pondering, he said slowly: "Because she is dead."

"How is it possible?!" The teacup in Ling Juncheng's hand shattered.

Wuhuang said indifferently: "If she doesn't die, how can she come to the emperor's side?"

After Wuhuang's words fell, Ling Juncheng was stunned: "Wuhuang said she and her, isn't she the same?"

"There are many things in the world that cannot be explained. If you study it deeply, it will be fruitless. If you don't study it." Wu Huang clasped his hands together, "Follow the destiny."

He closed his eyes slightly, his whole body was as gentle as jade.

Ling Juncheng lowered his eyes, and a certain beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Is it true that all eminent monks are so unpredictable? Knowing the world's affairs, but knowing that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed."

Yan Fei suddenly turned over from outside the fence and came in. He had a playful smile on his face and looked like he deserved a beating.

(End of this chapter)