Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 193: The fourteenth bowl of soup (11)

Since Emperor Wen didn't want to give up, Qing Huan would help him make this decision.

A man like Emperor Wen will not be full of true love for any living person. If you want to leave the most special place in his heart, then you can't live. The female ghost Ruolan has been by his side for ten years, and she has never moved his heart. It is because the female ghost Ruolan has always performed according to the line prepared for her by Emperor Wen. Now Qinghuan has only changed a little, and Emperor Wen is confused. This shows that he is confused with Lan. My child’s "love" is simply not firm enough.

He has been aloof for a long time. The concubines in the harem have squeezed their heads to get his favor. Many ministers dream of sending their daughters into the palace. It can be said that the women under the world choose them at will, which caused Emperor Wen. Treating women with contempt and contempt, he believes that women can't make much trouble, and who he likes can be decided slowly, because these women will always wait for him to be summoned and favored.

Chauvinism is at its extreme. And his appearance and status have proved this, and therefore he is even less concerned about women. To put it ugly, this kind of man will never love anyone in his life, because he is always the only one he loves the most.

Although Lan Er calculated Emperor Wen, she also liked him in her heart. She was a fan of the authorities, so she couldn't see this clearly. Qinghuan, who didn't have the slightest heart for Emperor Wen from the beginning to the end, is different. She clearly understands that if you want to fulfill the wish of the female ghost Ruolan, you can't stay with Emperor Wen forever. Only by hitting him head-on will he understand who his true love is.

When the army of Northern Xinjiang entered the imperial city, the external weapons collided, the horses neighed, and the imperial palace was in chaos, and countless palace men escaped from the palace privately holding their burdens. Tuancui was as anxious as the ants on a hot pan, but Qinghuan swaggered in the Qilan Hall, waiting for Emperor Wen to come to inquire.

Sure enough, he came, looking furious, "I always thought you were just making a fuss. Do you know what a serious crime you have committed!"

"Oh?" Qing Huan slowly cut the window grilles, "What crime did the concubine commit?"

"You used the power I gave you, colluded with the former ministers, colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, and said you were innocent?!"

"The concubine didn't excuse herself." Qing Huan smiled more beautifully. She stood up and walked to Emperor Wen, trying to shake his hand, but he slapped him severely. She didn’t get annoyed, she just laughed, “The concubine just wants to get your majesty’s heart back here, nothing more. For this purpose, the concubine does not use any means. In this country, everyone can sit and sit. Your majesty can talk to the concubine in the future. Returning to the pastoral, the King of Northern Jiang said that he will not hurt his majesty’s life and will hand him over to his concubines. In that case, there will only be a woman with his majesty in the future, okay?"

"You actually believed the words of the old man of the king of northern borders? He attacked the city and would only kill you and me!" Wendi was dizzy by her stubborn stubbornness. She thought that this was the end of the matter, and she should know that she was wrong. , I did not expect that she still has this attitude!

"It doesn't matter if you die, even if you die, no one dared to **** it from your concubines." Qing Huan picked up the cut window grilles and pointed them at the light, squinted at it, and continued to repair the not-so-beautiful places. . "If your majesty is dead, your concubines will no longer have to worry about ten or eight orchids, or hundreds of peony and peony, and your majesty will only have concubines, which is great."

"you!"

"But why does your majesty come to lie to his concubines?" Qing Huan laughed. "The concubine is not a fool. When his death is near, Your Majesty still has time to ask the concubine's sin instead of running away. Do you want the concubine to repent?"

"Impossible, the concubines don’t feel that they have done something wrong. What's more, your Majesty is also pushing the boat along the river, and through the contact with the foreign ministers and colluding with Northern Xinjiang, pulling out the gangsters in the DPRK, and destroying the Northern Xinjiang. The concubines have done a good thing in collaborating with the enemy and treason, otherwise, where would your Majesty come with such a good opportunity to rule the world?

Emperor Wen looked at Qing Huan in shock, never expected that she actually knew everything.

Qing Huan looked at his stunned face, smiled, and squeezed a new piece of paper to continue cutting. When I lowered my head, I didn’t forget to continue to speak: “Eleventh is your Majesty’s person, what your concubines are doing, presumably he reported them to your majesty at one to ten, right? Your majesty knows what your concubines are doing, and your concubines know what your concubines are thinking What. The concubine is just for your Majesty’s love, and you will die sooner or later. Instead of being given to death by your Majesty as a cheap substitute, it is better to gamble and die in your own hands. Who is the concubine...It’s that kind of love. Your Majesty, how can you do anything harmful to your Majesty?"

"In the palace mansion, the concubines have removed the malignant tumors for your majesty. In the future, Miss Lan'er will not find it troublesome. The former traitor, except the one picked out by your majesty, the other concubines are written in In the booklet, after the death of your concubines, your majesty can get rid of them. You see, this prosperous world is peaceful, and the world is unified, isn't it what your majesty wants?"

She smiled, with blood from the corners of her mouth. When Emperor Wen was shocked, he rushed to take the scissors from her hand and threw it away, shouting at the imperial physician.

"W, why bother..." Qing Huan asked softly, "The concubine is dead, won't your majesty be consummated in this life?"

"You are not allowed to die, I have not yet cured you! You are not allowed to die!"

"Don't think that your concubine forgive you, Your Majesty. Do you remember what the concubine said? The concubine said that he is the one who loves your Majesty, and you will become the one you love in the future. Whether your concubine is a substitute, after all It has been with Your Majesty for many years, with affection, and the world is a lesson. However, your Majesty’s heart is like iron, how can your concubines break it. If you can't do anything to destroy the rivers and mountains, it will make your Majesty regret for a lifetime. It is also satisfied. Look..." She slowly stroked Emperor Wen's chest. "Your Majesty is in love with me after all."

She no longer called herself a concubine, but showed a sly smile. Then Qing Huan exhausted his last effort to push Emperor Wen away. The Emperor of the Ninth Five Years fell to the ground in a panic, but Qing Huan laughed loudly. When he laughed, there was a small pear vortex and a small tiger tooth. Cute: "I hate you as much as I love you! I want you to be loved forever, and no one loves you! I want you to sit on the river and the mountains, but you will be lonely and die!"

"Look, your majesty, what a vicious woman the concubine is actually."

The last sentence was gently raised, pointing at the tip of Emperor Wen's nose, and then it dropped down without a sound.

His Majesty never saw his heart clearly.

Your Majesty is actually the concubine of the love minister.

Never at a moment, what she said was so clear. Emperor Wen fell to the ground in a daze, but the woman in red had no breath. He rushed forward and held her in his arms. Her face was as beautiful and exquisite as before, with bright red lips and snow-skinned appearance, but she never smiled at him again.

He had never liked her smile before, because she didn't look like Lan'er when she smiled, but Emperor Wen thought that he would never forget her smile.

Eleven stood by, silent.

Concubine Lan was very successful in saving her, and she died for the emperor regardless of safety. She was named Empress Xiaoxian. She was buried in the tribute of the queen and moved into the emperor's mausoleum. A hundred years later, the emperor entered the mausoleum and was buried in a quilt.

Except for Emperor Wen and his confidant, no one knows what happened that night. As Qinghuan had said before she died, the pamphlet was placed under her pillow, with the names of the strange ministers and the whereabouts of all her people in the palace.

She spread everything about her to Emperor Wen plainly, and then walked away unhurriedly.

Emperor Wen couldn't let go.

Lan'er is still imprisoned in the secret room. She doesn't understand. Now Ruolan is dead, why did your Majesty not let herself go out and let herself live in place of Ruolan? The queen was crazy, Beijiang was annexed, and everything was fine, why didn't your majesty let her appear in front of Shi Rong in an open manner?

She didn't understand, until Emperor Wen sent a red dress to the secret room and asked her to change it. A round-faced little palace lady stood aside waiting to dress her up, Lan'er suddenly understood.

She still remembered the appearance of the woman named Ruolan appearing in front of her, dressed in red dress, bright and dazzling, they also made a bet. At that time, Lan'er didn't know what the bet was if she lost, but now she thought, she might understand.

Did she lose this bet? She refused to admit that she wanted to fight again. Your Majesty hasn't come to see herself for a long time. She doesn't believe that the situation has changed in this short period of time. She doesn't believe it. Your Majesty loves her! is her!

So she refused to put on the red clothes all the time, and the silent black guard who had been guarding her came over without saying a word. The knife cut her skin unceremoniously, so as not to bleed too much blood, but it allowed her. She felt so painful that she could not be born in this world. Although Lan'er had a rough love road, she was always pampered. Wherever she had suffered such a pain, she immediately put on a red Luoshang. The little palace lady gave her blue silk, painted her lips brightly, and then took her out.

Emperor Wen was sitting at the table with a stack of red paper and a pair of scissors on the table.

Lan'er does not know how to cut paper, her movements are awkward and clumsy, and she can't read the cut. But she didn't dare to disobey Emperor Wen, because Emperor Wen was so gloomy and terrifying at this moment.

Emperor Wen will never forget that night. She sits at the table leisurely and cuts paper, her hands are dexterous, and the things she cut out are lifelike. The woman in front of him was exactly the same as her, and Emperor Wen's eyes began to trance. He could no longer touch any imperial concubine. He lived in pain and regret all day long. He had no children under his knees. Sooner or later, the throne would no longer belong to him.

However, before that, he still wanted to keep her look in mind.

"Ah!" Lan'er accidentally pierced her fingertips and blood gurgled out. Emperor Wen was taken aback, and hurriedly went over to hold her little hand, tenderly and affectionately: "Why are you so careless, Lan'er?"

Lan'er, which Lan'er is he calling? After Wendi blurted out, he was stunned.

Lan'er looked up and smiled at him, "Your Majesty still cares about me——"

"Don't laugh!"

He roared sharply.