Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 314 – Do not read the mountains and rivers

In the winter of Manyou's tenth year, Manyou Emperor Xing Yenan died in Dafeng Cangyun City at the age of 23 in order to save the Empress Gong's family who had escaped into the magic way.

The Empress Gong was distraught, she and Emperor Manyou were a married couple when they were young, and they were deeply in love with each other, so they committed suicide on the same day due to excessive grief.

The Starry Night Dynasty, with the cooperation of the empress dowager's mother clan and the Gong clan's descendants who have fully entered the world, combined with the coercion of the Shence Army who is only loyal to the Xingye clan, finally passed the difficult period of regime change safely.

Zhan Ying and Jian Nanfeng personally helped the spirit, and along the way escorted Gong Manman and Xingye Nan back to the Zi Palace where Gong Manman and Xingye Nan were buried together.

When Zhanying appeared in the funeral procession in the attire of a widow, everyone was silent.

It turned out that this was the root cause of her unmarried Yunying for many years, and Jananfeng felt a little disappointed.

Not knowing what to say, he simply patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, and solemnly handed Gong Manman's spirit card into Zhan Ying's arms.

As for Li Qingmei, on the day Gong Manman and Xingye Nan died, she was overwhelmed with grief and was strongly stimulated mentally, falling into a coma again.

Tianzhao Shengjing, East Palace.

Huiming Empress Qin Suwen was helping Qin Yin who had been in a coma for many days, and was scrubbing her son's body meticulously.

Her face was haggard, and Ying An was a little nervous. In just a few days, gray hair appeared on His Majesty's temples.

It turns out that aging has never happened in an instant.

"Your Majesty... the old slave will help you to rest on the soft couch for a while?"

He bit the bullet and advised His Majesty to pay attention to the dragon body.

"It's okay!"

The empress rubbed her sore shoulders, then picked up the jade comb and began to gently comb Qin Yin's hair.

"Your Majesty! It's been more than three months. Apart from going to court, you have been taking care of His Highness the Crown Prince non-stop. If this continues, your body will not be able to bear it!"

Ying Li, who was standing aside holding the washbasin for the empress, could not bear to persuade her.

He still remembered that day when he saw His Highness who was covered in charred black, unconscious and riddled with wounds, he could hardly cry.

At that time, His Highness was already in a state of insufficiency, and his life was hanging by a thread. Thanks to Her Majesty, the Empress poured her whole life's internal energy into His Highness's dantian, temporarily stabilizing His Highness's injury.

Then he went to the Qin Mausoleum and asked the guardian of the mausoleum to give him gentian grass, which saved His Highness's life.

Empress Huiming stubbornly refused to rest, and impatiently withdrew Ying Li and Ying An, who wanted to chatter endlessly to persuade her.

He was left alone to take care of Qin Yin, who was still in a coma. Only when he was in a coma, would he not bark his teeth and claws, and treat her mother with thorns all over his body.

But she would rather that Yin'er could wake up immediately, even if he faced her with a sword, as long as he could stand in front of her safely and healthily.

"Qin Su asked!"

At this time, the candles in the hall were blown out by a strange and cold wind.

"I will enter the imperial mausoleum in seven days. The new seedlings of gentian need flowers and fertilizers!"

"I know! I won't miss the appointment!"

This gentian plant only matures once every hundred years, and it is not an exaggeration of its medicinal properties to say that it can live and die.

The relationship between Tianzhao Qin's royal family and the mausoleum guards is both enemies and friends. These mausoleum guards have lived in the imperial mausoleum of Chimei Valley in Shengjing for generations, guarding the dragon veins of the Qin family.

This gentian grass, as the name suggests, literally means the herb that grows on the gentian.

In the whole world, only the Son of Heaven whose purple energy lingers all over his body can be called a real dragon.

This gentian grass uses the flesh and blood of the most honorable emperor in the world as nourishment for growth.

The existence of the tomb guards is the highest-level secret of the Tianzhao Empire, and it was only passed on to the new emperors by word of mouth when the successive emperors of Tianzhao passed away.

She didn't call the servant, but fumbled for it herself, relighting the extinguished candles one by one.

"Yin'er!"

When she saw Qin Yin, who had been in a coma for a long time, she moved her eyelashes slightly. It was only a slight tremor, but it affected everything about her.

She thought that if she cared about it, she would be confused, so she had hallucinations, so she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and caressed Qin Yin's pale and bloodless cheek.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Qin Yin's eyes, which had been closed tightly for several months, suddenly opened in an instant, with endless chill and strong anger in his eyes.

"You... you woke up!"

"Are you hungry... thirsty?"

"get out!"

She really wanted to be thick-skinned and pretend that she hadn't heard her son's unkind eviction order.

But seeing Qin Yin's flushed cheeks due to anger, and coughing heart-piercingly from time to time, she became timid.

So he lowered his head, turned around, and walked towards the outside of the hall step by step.

"Yingli! The prince is awake! Come in and serve!"

"Ah!!! That's great! The subordinates are coming in right now! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo That's great..."

Ying Li's face was full of joy, but he forced himself to suppress his chaotic steps due to joy, saluted Empress Huiming who stood at the door for a long time and refused to leave, and then grinned and ran towards Qin Yin's bed go.

"Yingli, close the door!"

Qin Yin's tone was hoarse and weak, Empress Huiming smiled bitterly.She flicked her sleeves.

"No need! I'll just close it!"

After she finished speaking, she forced herself not to look back at Qin Yin, turned around and closed the palace door.

"His Majesty…"

Looking at His Majesty like this, Ying An felt indescribably sad.

"Preparing for the enthronement ceremony, I want to abdicate! I want to see the crown prince ascend the throne in my lifetime!"

"His Majesty!"

Ying An was terrified in his heart, he felt that His Majesty at this time seemed to be explaining what happened after his death.

"Do as I wish!"

"promise!"

In the bedroom of the East Palace, Qin Yin was able to slowly get up and move his hands and feet under Ying Li's service. .

He hadn't walked for a long time, and he didn't feel any stiffness in his limbs and joints, which was obviously the result of someone taking good care of him.

"Yingli, you take good care of me!"

He did not hesitate to praise.But Ying Li waved his hand in fear.

"Your Highness, for more than three months, Her Majesty the Empress has been serving you in your daily life. You can hardly take off your clothes and stay up all night..."

Ying Li didn't dare to take credit, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito asking for credit for Her Majesty the Empress.

"Oh……"

Qin Yin's face was always cold, and Ying Li suddenly felt as powerless as if he had punched cotton heavily.

"How long has Bengong been in a coma? What time is it now? Where is she!!"

Qin Yin rarely uttered a large paragraph of text.

"Your Highness, you returned to Shengjing on September [-]th, and now it is December [-]th, Zishi!"

Ying Li paused for a moment, he knew very well that the only her His Highness was talking about was that hateful woman.

He hesitated and struggled, not knowing whether he should tell the truth.Forget it, just die.

"Your Highness, that person has returned to Cangyun Palace!"

"what!!!"

Qin Yin's already vain footsteps suddenly staggered. Why did he always miss her and never completely own her moment, but he had already lost her thousands of times in his heart.

The so-called shallow love and deep love are talking about him.

"Go down..."

"Your Highness!"

"I need to be alone for a while!"

Qin Yin weakly supported the edge of the bed, he couldn't figure it out, why he just fell asleep for a while, and after waking up again, she no longer belonged to him?

　The two of them did not love each other, promised each other heartfelt affection, only the entanglement of fate that was constantly cut and confused, so the fate was deep and the love was shallow!Nothing wrong!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)