Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 189 Remember, My Name Is Qi Xuanyuan

"real."

Jiang Yuan doesn't mind repeating it again, since she intends to say it, she won't hide it.

No matter what the result is, it is her choice, and she will stop wearing other people's top hats.

"Aren't you afraid that others will treat you as a monster and burn you?"

He wasn't joking, she knew that in this kind of feudal society, who could believe in such a thing of the soul.

But... "I'm not afraid."

You are not even afraid of death, so why are you afraid of this kind of thing?At most, it's just a little ugly to die.

"It's a pity... what Qi Xuanzuo is going to do is absolutely...unexpected by you."

There was a bit of sarcasm in the man's eyes, but also a little doubt.

"I ask you one last time, do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Do not."

It was still a resolute answer, without even thinking about it.

What she will face next is her own choice, and no one can change it.

He slowly got up and got out of bed, "I hope...the one I see next time...is you..."

Just as he was about to jump out of the window, he stopped again, without turning around, he just said indifferently, "You never asked who I am or my name."

"Maybe, you don't think it's important at all, or maybe there are other reasons."

"But to be honest, I'm disappointed."

"Remember, my name is Qi Xuanyuan."

"Goodbye."

The last sentence is light and ethereal, as if whispered in a dream.

Jiang Yuan blinked her eyes, her lips moved slightly, "Qi...Xuan Yuan?"

Didn't the emperor's brothers and sisters all be killed?
Is there any fish that slipped through the net?
Qi is the surname of the country.

Although she didn't quite understand the sentence, "I hope to see you next time." But the next day, she understood.

"Empress, the emperor invites you to the altar."

Jiang Yuan froze for a moment, then nodded.

altar.

Since ancient times, the place where emperors prayed to heaven.

Why, today we want to announce to the world that she, the queen, is a monster, and let the world attack her?
Or... what are you going to do?

Entering the inner hall of the altar, it was not as lively as she had imagined.

Only a few people.

(End of this chapter)