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Three years after the country's funeral, the subjects stopped, and all the wedding banquets stopped.

Generally speaking, the emperor died and the concubine's burial followed the established practice. This is the case with the first emperor. Before dying, he specifically asked the old minister to take the queen and the beloved emperor to join him in the world of bliss.

In the decree of his son Jingwen Emperor, for the first time, the seemingly loving and cruel funeral was exempted.

Not only that, the puppet emperor controlled a dark guard belonging to the king, and through the hands of the old eunuch, all were handed over to Lin Lang. Although Emperor Jingwen couldn't say anything about it, he was not a stupid person. It's just that his hidden cards are never easily shown to others, and the courtiers naturally regarded him as a helpless adou.

If it weren't for the paper-shattered fish-dragon jinzhao, all the ministers might have been concealed from death by this bottomless sick emperor Yang.

This time, the Emperor Jingwen and the Emperor Wenwen gave Lin Lang a trick to save everything she could think of, so as not to fall into her isolation.

The minds of the ministers are complicated. I thought it was an artificially domesticated and docile domestic animal. Suddenly one day, his fierce claws were exposed. Only then did he know that the other party had been dormant and hiding for years. The appearance of the little white rabbit was just to relax your vigilance and play with you.

Thinking of this, the officials were chilling.

Emperor Jingwen is playing a pig and eating a tiger. What kind of ruthless role is his queen? A powerless prairie girl, Emperor Wenwen was so successful as to push her to the temple of all people in the world?

The Jin Luan Hall, the dragon's head chair, can be counted out from the ancient times.

Why did he think a weak woman could open and close, and stir up the situation?

The ministers speculated, and it turned to the day when the emperor appeared. On May 19th, Lin Lang changed his pure filial piety. Behind her were the civil and military officials headed by the Yan family.

The position of the emperor's funeral team is very particular, first is to lead the streamers, second is the guard of honor, the emperor's coffin, and the generals. After that, it was a dynasty ranking from top to bottom. According to Daqing's practice, the empress dowager, queen and concubine are going to retreat to the hundred officials.

But the people of Yunjing really opened their eyes this time.

Before the imposing Manchu dynasty and martial arts, a slender figure became the focus of the audience.

The black hair that grew to the waist had neither tangled hair nor hairpins. It was dressed like a Baiguan, with only a white silk ribbon wrapped around his forehead.

This spectacle is unseen and unheard of.

Some old people tranced about the funeral scene of the death of the first emperor. At that time, Emperor Wenwen, who was less than sixteen years old, put him on the horse to wear filial piety.

Now, this position is replaced by a young woman.

After the establishment of the emperor, the court set off a **** storm.

Even more weird is that Yan Guogong, the head of the hundred officials, and Yan Shizi, who controls the three armies, have remained silent about this special situation.

The officials did not dare to interview the father and son of the Yan family in person. Some people who knew it would ask the Li family for their tone.

To be an emperor with a woman, is n’t that pushing his daughter into the fire pit? Father Li pretended to be unaware, but in fact anxiously blistered his mouth.

Lin Lang summoned him specifically.

Out of the Jin Luang Temple, the turbulent father Li almost did not fall. Fortunately, the old **** guarding outside the temple quickly helped him.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Father Li said incoherently.

"Master be careful."

The old **** whispered, "Everyone is at the forefront of the storm, and adults must take care."

The matter of claiming to be emperor has not yet been finalized. The old **** is not directly called His Majesty, so as not to provoke criticism, but nowadays, the identity is strange, and it is not appropriate to call the lady.

Father Li grimaced, and arched his fist respectfully, "The father mentioned something."

The old **** watched Father Li walk down the stairs in purple kimono, raised his head slightly, and the sky dome was too blue.

Looking around, this imperial city was covered with golden glazed tiles, covered with white jade crystal steps, red flags, and severe weather, but no one expected that one day, there will be another hostess here. She is young and beautiful, not even twenty years old.

The stunning beauty is blooming beside the strong, and it can be peony, peony, or begonia.

But the old **** couldn't imagine what kind of flowers the emperor was in the world.

One day, the calm calm of the dark waves was suddenly broken.

When Yan Guogong entered the palace, the palace people almost shook their hands and feet and brought the man with power to the front of Lin Lang.

The other party looked at her for a long time and suddenly smiled.

"How should the minister call you? Her majesty, the empress queen ... or, um ... madam."

There was a hint of unidentified, hoarse, unreasonable hooking on his tail.

The ladies were ostrich-like one by one, their heads were deeply buried in their chests, and they could not wait to tear a thin seam into the ground and drill into them.

This is a terrible ambiguous relationship!

They knew that everyone was dying of the country, and the three souls of the emperor lost their seven souls. But they really did not expect that everyone was so brave that even the hot Yan Guogong was also a minister under his skirt. Compared to the docile and kind emperor, Yan Guogong is a true jackal, leopard, and she, do n’t she worry about being bitten by her bones?

"Master Duke is free, I don't mind."

The skirt of the lake green twig lotus swayed in the breeze. She instructed a person to put on a tea set and make tea in person, and came a beautiful nod of Phoenix.

Yan Guogong took a sip and the tea tasted fresh.

"Duke Guo is not afraid of me poisoning this tea soup?" Lin Lang asked curiously with his cheek in one hand.

Yan Guogong looked at her, "I'm not a grandfather, I'm a husband."

Lin Lang chuckled.

The wise and calm man is really recruiting.

After the statement, Grandpa Guo took the time to answer Lin Lang ’s previous question, "Madam has a lot of magical powers, and since he can coax the little emperor to take his heart and lungs, he won the jade seal of the country without a soldier's death. The guest who enters the curtain, squeezing Yan's influence? "

Yan Guogong's eyes are deep and narrow, unfathomable.

Lin Lang said, "Don't dare to say," Adults are planning and winning a thousand miles. In front of the adults, the ghosts and ghosts are nothing to hide. Lin Lang is just a slap in the head, and it is just a matter of laughter. "

The man's lips twitched slightly, with a slightly sly smile, "What dare you dare? The secret history of the Yan family, the courtier's handle, and the three army's tiger charms are all in hand. You have to change the sky to become a husband Can you bear it? "

Being taken away by the Bei Di people is just a carefully set game.

A game that wiped out both his father and his son.

Lin Lang actually started later than the army and stayed in Kyoto, making some unexpected layouts.

She just smiled and didn't deny it, and said, "What can adults taste?"

Yan Guogong looked at her deeply, rubbing his fingertips over the teacup, and said, "The best taste of tea is the bamboo shoot tea. In the past, you loved to drink it."

"It's hard for you to remember." The palace-dressed beauty lowered her head and smiled slightly, her body was slightly elegant and indifferent, because the curvature of this lip corner suddenly came alive, and it was lifted, like a splendid scene of spring flowers, Yan Guo Gong listened She said slowly, "It's a pity that this purple bamboo shoot tea is a royal tribute, no matter how much I love it, it's not easy to win."

The regretful tone revealed a different meaning.

Yan Guogong was a smart man, and he understood it as soon as he heard it.

"Ma'am, did you really think about it?" The man put down the white jade tea cup, and the other hand slowly touched Lin Lang's wrist, and her finger was once again nipped into his palm.

Women's hands are always much smaller than men's, and their fingers are covered with a light layer of peach powder, just like a delicate picture scroll.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang was pulled by him, and the whole person was brought into Yan Guogong's arms, and the clear breath lingered around him. She had to climb his back to stabilize her body, inadvertently, her fingers fumbled for a pair of rugged sharp bone fronts.

For this scene, the court ladies are well-trained, turning a blind eye to hearing nothing.

Yan Guogong's cold lips touched her earlobe gently, like the ears of a lover, but the words he uttered made people shudder, "Innocent people, don't let her fall head and blood, always learn badly. What does Madam think? "

As soon as he finished speaking, his throat was bitten by a small bite, and the trembling fluttered with a slight shudder.

The man looked down at the innocent woman in his arms.

"If there is really one day." She looked up and put a thin layer of charm on her eyes and makeup, "Then trouble the husband, send me the last trip, collect the body for Lin Lang."

Yan Guogong must have seen her for a while.

A scent of incense wafted from the exquisite fragrant duck furnace and fell into her clear eyes, becoming more misty and blurring the dangerous lure.

Two fingers close together, pinching her chin, he slowly lowered his face, wrapped in honey, and melted her lips and teeth.

Not long after Yan Guogong stayed, he shook his long sleeves and left neatly.

Unfortunately, under the eaves of the palace, he met Yan Zhaolie, who was also looking for Lin Lang.

The father and son looked at each other across a ladder.

Yan Zhaolie's eyes fell on Yan Guogong's shirt, and his eyes suddenly froze into ice. He took the lead and walked over, the Yanling knife and the jade jadeite buckle around his waist were crisp, which aroused a bit of aggressiveness.

"What did you do to her-did you force her?"

Shi Ziye could not bear the anger puffing out of his chest.

Yan Guogong glanced at the handsome son in front of him, and faded the juvenile tenderness, and the handsome face gradually developed sharp edges, especially the eyes, exactly the same as when he was young, long and narrow, drunk The blood was quenched by the knife and was tempered.

Even after seeing more storms and waves, Yan Shizi still couldn't make his Laozi calm. When he thought that Lin Lang might have been wronged, he was as red-eyed as a lunatic, and he wished to bully her.

Stroking the cuffs, Yan Guogong did not sternly say, "How can you do it even if your father is stronger than her? Since she dares to be generous and protects her father from the catastrophe, she should be aware of the consequences. . As soon as she succeeds, she really thinks that seat is easy to sit in? You look at it, without the father ’s work, she will be eaten by those people sooner or later! "

"They dare!"

Yan Zhaolie's eyes were fierce and bloody, "I cooked them first!"

"What do they dare not?" Yan Guogong said lightly, "Women are kings, the world is upside down, yin and yang are out of rank, kings are not kings, ministers are not ministers, it is a taboo of ethics. Not only the courtiers will not agree, People in the world are also waiting to see her jokes. By that time, will she have any other way than to blame and commit suicide? "

"Who dares to move her, I will kill someone! Come one to kill one, two to kill a pair!"

Yan Zhaolie thundered loudly.

"I will be her sharpest knife! Unless these hands are cut off, unless these eyes are poked blindly, unless I die, others will not want to get involved!"

She wants a group of males to fight against the deer, and wants the hostess to be the world, then he will be her weapon to see the blood and seal the throat.

Sweep the Liuhe, scare the Eight Wastelands, and give her the best of all ages!