Sima Hui came out of the palace that day, but did not immediately follow the team back to Nanzhao Kingdom.

He already knew that Lan Ling was imprisoned and that he would be executed ten days later. The reason is not very clear to him, but he can guess it. He is also an emperor.

The queen, it seemed that life in the palace was very hot.

Also, how could a woman of that temperament live in the palace.

As for whether Lan Ling was really like the outside world, he didn't know, nor did he want to know. He just didn't want her to die, for whatever reason.

He asked a guard to pretend to be himself and led the team to leave Yuncheng at the prescribed time. He and his personal guard Xia Chao wore casual clothes together, and selected some strong soldiers to change into casual clothes and hide them in Yuncheng.

He sent a message to Huo Jingyun. It would take two days for Huo Jingyun to receive the news, and it would take three days at the earliest to reach Yuncheng.

The night before he came to Daxing for negotiations, he asked Huo Jingyun if he needed his help. Huo Jingyun only asked him to greet the empress.

Huo Jingyun has been a reserved and reserved person since he was a child. With the look in his eyes when he said that, Sima Hui immediately understood that he liked that woman. He would actually like the queen of Daxingguo.

At that time he began to wonder what kind of woman would make Huo Jingyun tempted.

At the banquet, there was no empress, and he was very strange. Later, he insisted on seeing the queen. The emperor asked the servant to invite the queen. The moment she appeared, the surroundings were still, and everyone was as surprised as him.

So he became suspicious. The queen is not like the legend outside, gathering thousands of pets in one.

Later, the emperor hurriedly left the table, and the crazy look in his eyes made him conclude that the matter must be related to the queen.

He just didn't expect that Ling Chen would give her a heart-cutting punishment. This punishment is too cruel for a woman.

How much Ling Chen hates her.

How could the woman Huo Jingyun likes be heartbroken.

Sima Hui decided at that time that if Huo Jingyun did not receive the message from him, or could not rush back on time, he would find a way to save her.

In a large prison.

There are two days left, which is the day when Lan Ling executes his sentence.

She sang constantly in the prison, as if she didn't care.

It was bitterly cold in the prison, Lan Ling wrapped the quilt around and sat there, his hands and feet still cold.

She remembered her past life, and this life.

The ending is the same, but not the same. In the previous life, her grandfather and uncle died, and Tsing Yi Tang returned to the court. Lixia and Qiaochun also died.

In this life, she did not protect Qiaochun, and other relatives were still alive. He also knew Huo Jingyun, Tian Ming, Gu Fan, Han Zhitao, Big Brother Bai, Yu Rong, Pearl, and even King Rui.

But Tian Ming is dead. The man who warmed her like the sun.

It was late at night, and Lan Ling had no sleep. The hot hot water sent by the jailer made her feet feel more comfortable, and her little toes had turned purple and black, and itchy after the warmth came over.

She wanted to ask them how many slices of ginger, **** can treat frostbite, think about it or forget it, at this time, there will be many people staring at her.

The dying person doesn't want to cause trouble to anyone.

Suddenly there was footsteps outside.

Who will come at this time?

"Niang Niang." It was the voice of Yang Shu.

"Duke Yang, I am a sinner now, not an empress." Lan Ling smiled and corrected her.

"In the mind of the minion, the empress is always the empress." Yang Shu knelt on the ground.

"Get up, it's so late, what's the matter?" Lan Ling asked.

"This was taken by the jailer from the empress when the empress came in, and the emperor asked the slave to send it to empress." Yang Shu said slowly.

Lan Ling paused, "He asked to send it over?"

"Yes." Yang Shu replied.

Lan Ling slowly came out of the tent, her broad cyan prison jacket wrapped her, and her face was white and transparent. The back of his head is holding the blue silk with satin.

Lan Ling saw that Gu Fan was still standing behind the poplar tree. He frowned slightly and looked at Lan Ling coldly.

Seeing her coming out, Yang Shu couldn't help but his nose was sour and tears poured out.

She looked at what the poplar had placed on the bright yellow satin on the ground: an exquisite peach wood gourd, and a gold medal for immunity. These were found by the jailer that day.

The Qingyun Ling and Heart Protection Pill on her body were not searched that day, I don't know if the jailers didn't pay attention or someone told them to leave it to her.

Lan Ling picked up the little gourd that she had touched countless times. It was shining with a warm light. Lan Ling held it in his palm and touched it, then put it down.

"No, these are not mine. Daddy Yang, take them back."

The little gourd was given to her by Ling Chen, and he also gave her the gold medal for avoiding death.

At that time, she predicted that maybe she would die in his hands. He didn't believe it and gave her a gold medal for avoiding death.

Gu Fan looked at her in astonishment, "Manny, there are only two gold medals for avoiding death! If you show it to everyone then, you don't have to die..."

Lan Ling smiled, "Gu Fan, the gold medal can only save me once. My heart is dead, it's meaningless to live, and it will make him troublesome, why bother."

"But why? Don't you keep saying that living is meaningful?" Gu Fan asked.

"If Tian Ming is not dead, if Wen Heng does not return to the palace, maybe, it's possible." Lan Ling said lightly.

"You go back." Lan Ling finished speaking and slowly returned to the account.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan looked at each other, and Yang Shu took something and walked heavily.

Isn't this empress really afraid of death? The emperor has already made concessions like this, what else is she going to do?

Not knowing how to return to life, Yang Shu looked at Gu Fan sadly.

Gu Fan's face was solemn.

This time the emperor made an imperial edict. The emperor is the most wise and ruthless man he knows. He speaks no two and forbears mercilessly, but such a man cannot kill Wen Heng.

Can he kill Blue Ling?

Punishment of heart-cutting. Gu Fan got goose bumps all over his body when he thought of it.

She didn't even want to use the exemption gold medal, she really wanted to die. Why would she want to die? Such a fearless woman.

She was the only person he had ever seen who was not afraid of the emperor. She is also the only woman who regards the emperor as an ordinary man.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan returned to Gu Huaxuan together.

The emperor is working on that batch of papers. Watching them come in, looking up at the poplar.

The poplar tremblingly put the things in his hands on the desk.

Ling Chen squinted.

"The mother said, she doesn't need it anymore..."

Ling Chen threw the pen in his hand, and the black ink splashed on the bright yellow carpet, turning into ink painting.

He stood up, stepped out from behind the table, and stopped again, "Since she wants to die so much, let her be fulfilled!"

On the second day, the cold wave came. The weather is surprisingly cold.

A Xiang brought a clean woolen blanket from his residence early in the morning. He wanted to send it to the woman, but the fat man stopped it.

Fatty is their head.

"Your mother wants to kill us, don't you know who she is? She is a repeat offender! Tomorrow is going to die, so on the last day, nothing should happen." The fat man scolded Axiang.

A Xiang blushed and finally gave up.

Lan Ling heard footsteps outside, who would it be?

Purple red embroidered cloak with red chrysanthemums, snow-white fox fur hat, pink face and jade face, pure and arrogant, it is Wen Heng, behind him is the black and thin servant.

"Lan Ling, if you left Ling Chen early, how could you have today?" Wen Heng said regretfully.

Lan Ling leaned on the bedside, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you worry about coming here today?"

"I'll come to see you. If you go on the road tomorrow, I won't give it away. Also, you are so scheming, he asked me to come and give you something to avoid you playing tricks. Xiaoke, put it on her."

The servant came in with a fetter.

Lan Ling was surprised: "He asked you to do this?"

"Of course, it's not the first time you have escaped from the palace. It's better to be careful. There will be some pain when you wear it, but it's only a day, and forbearance will pass." Wen Heng said lightly.

Lan Ling sat up straight, still in the tent, with his feet out.

The shackles are heavy and there are barbs on the chain.

The waiter named Xiaoke whispered: "Offended."

Kneeling on the ground, he buckled the shackles on her ankles, the barbs pierced her ankles, oozing a ring of blood.

Lan Ling's teeth were tight, and his forehead was sweaty.

Okay, so she doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Lan Ling, you always feel that you love selflessly. You know that love itself is selfish. Two people who didn't know each other were connected by love. I love him, and I must have a return. Facts have proved , I won. He still loves me." Wen Heng said.

Lan Ling sneered, "You and I will never meet. Lan Ling does things only to feel at ease. Don't forget one thing, everyone is not a fool."

After she finished speaking, she lay on the bed and stopped talking.

She trembled with ankle pain.

Wen Heng is gone.

The jailer was sitting in the outside room.

Today she is very quiet and she does not sing. If it weren't for her coughing, everyone would feel if she was dead.

The tent hangs there forever, no one knows what else is inside.

At dusk, it started to snow.

Lan Ling was sitting in the tent, cuddling with the quilt.

There was a rustling sound and crying from outside.

"Who is there?" Lan Ling asked.

"Niang Niang, it's me." Pearl's voice.

"Why are you here?" Lan Ling asked. She put her foot off the bed with difficulty and walked out slowly.

"Niang Niang, I don't believe you will liaise with an enemy country, what's the matter?" Pearl cried and reached out to hold Lan Ling's hand.

"At this moment, what are you doing?" Lan Ling smiled and held her.

Pearl became a bit fatter again, and her face was flushed.

"Manny, what can I do for you? Do you want to run away? I can help."

"Run away?" Lan Ling looked at himself.

"No, I don't want to escape. I originally fled for someone, and now I don't have to do anything for him. I'm dead, maybe it's done for him."

"But did you die like this? It's still the punishment of heart-cutting. You and the emperor are obviously very affectionate, why are you like this today?" Pearl was not reconciled.

"I have made money in this life. I have tasted love, met you, and guarded the people who want to protect. It's not regrettable to leave like this." Lan Ling said.

"But, you are already pregnant, what about the baby in your belly?"

Speaking of children, Lan Ling was sad. "How are you, King Rui helped you in?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes. He said, if you need him to help you out, he is willing to take risks." Pearl said.

"Did you beg him?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes, I begged him. He also said that the emperor was unfair to you. He could let her go like Wen Heng did, but you would suffer this capital punishment."

Lan Ling smiled. "Wang Rui treats you better than before. Pearl, cherish it, why do you still have no children?" She said, taking her wrist and trying her pulse.

Looking at her in surprise, "You are pregnant?"

"Yes." Pearl said. "Unexpectedly."

"Okay, you have a child. Wen Heng is all about the emperor. King Rui should give up." Lan Ling said.

"Well, he doesn't treat Wen Heng like before. He always says that Wen Heng has changed recently. He wants to help you very much. If you want to escape, he will find a way." Pearl said.

"No, the torture will be executed tomorrow. Don't hurt everyone anymore. It is enough to keep the girls and the servants in Wangshou Palace from being involved. You are good." Lan Ling was very grateful to Pearl.

"You go back. You had a miscarriage last time and it was not suitable for you to conceive again. Now you are pregnant again, you must cherish it. This is a prison, and the anger is too heavy. You go, I am the way I am now, and I don't want to see you again. "Lan Ling pushed away the pearl.

The pearl went away in tears.

The prison was quiet again.

For many things, people around are often more nervous than myself. Lan Ling lay there quietly, she ate a heart-protecting pill, Qing Yunling pressed tightly to the bottom of her heart, warm and moist, making her feel at ease.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

Lan Ling ate very little at night.

Axiang has left work, but has not left. Today’s night shift is the fat man and two other people, Lian Fang and Lian Cheng, two brothers.

He occasionally heard the fat man talk sneaky with the two men, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"We should be on duty, why isn't A Xiang still leaving?" the fat man asked A Xiang.

"What are you doing? Who was it just now?" Xiang asked directly.

"Why, do you have to count one?" the fat man asked.

"What are you doing?" Axiang asked.

"That woman, the emperor's woman, is dying tomorrow, do you want to taste something?" The fat man's voice lowered, his eyes and nose squinted, his hands could not help pinching, as if he was holding some treasure.

"You don't want to live anymore?" Axiang said.

"Tomorrow she will die. Even if the woman in this palace goes to heaven when she is favored, if she loses her power, as long as the emperor does not wait to see her, she will never turn over. How about, together?" The fat man asked with a smile.

"There are still people visiting the prison today. No, you are not allowed to mess around!" Ah Xiang was angry.

"Even if she is dead today, no one will be bothered. Just say that she is sick and dead! What's the matter with your kid, you will only think in your heart, have you tasted like a woman at such a big age?" The fat man laughed at him.

"She used to be the emperor's woman! I don't believe you don't want to!" The fat man punched him.

She coughed from the cell, very delicate.

A Xiang seemed to see her holding Huan under him, with the delicate skin, graceful waist, and rosy little mouth. A Xiang couldn't help shaking his hand, swallowing saliva, and his heart became strangely hot.