Qingyun knew that Lan Ling was also herself, but still felt uncomfortable in her heart. She hoped Ling Chen could fall in love with Qingyun, but she didn't want him to fall in love with her. Seeing him in such pain, she was heartbroken again.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the sword aside, "No matter who I am, have I harmed you?"

"What is your purpose? Who sent you here?" Ling Chen asked her in a hoarse voice.

"I want to come myself. The emperor, there are many things in this world that we don't know, and nothing in this world is constant. Lan Ling has done a lot for you. You have guarded her for more than two years, Lan Ling You will be content if you know it." Qing Yun said.

"Shut up!" He looked at her forbearingly, with his arms hanging down, as if he could no longer lift the sword in his hand, he turned around, his back was tall and long, but there was endless loneliness.

Qingyun looked at his back, suddenly rushed up, and hugged him from behind.

"Ling Chen, Ling Chen, and Lan Ling don't want your life for your sake. She definitely hopes you can have a happy life!"

Ling Chen stood there with his hands hanging on both sides of his body, he made a profit, Qing Yun did not let go.

Everyone turned around and walked out of Shufang Palace.

Huo Jingyun turned and left for the last time, his eyes were as deep as the sea bottom, sparkling.

Ling Chen couldn't escape Qing Yun, he sighed deeply, turned and hugged her into the inner door of Shufang Palace.

He kicked the door with his foot, and the door slammed shut, and he slammed Qing Yun onto the bed.

The man's chest rose and fell sharply, his eyes confused.

Qingyun closed her eyes, she just wanted to stay by his side, reminding him with something familiar to each other that she was his wife.

Ling Chen gritted his teeth as his eyes flicked. Lan Ling was lying in the Linhua Hall, not knowing the world, but he had been thinking about Qingyun. She wandered through his palace unscrupulously, she went to Linhua Hall privately, she blatantly hooked him, he didn't punish her.

He didn't do what he promised to Lan Ling. He didn't even fulfill her small wish before she died. This was his most painful thing. He will definitely wait for Lan Ling to wake up, until he can't wait any longer.

He didn't believe that he would really be moved by Qingyun. She was just like Lan Ling in some places, just like the substitute Rui Wang had found for him before. Yes, she is a substitute.

She racked her brains to hook yin to him, come if she wants, he is not someone who likes to escape. After letting her get closer, he will definitely see her purpose.

Ling Chen looked at her: "Do you really want to follow me?"

Qing Yun opened his eyes, "I just want you to live a normal life."

He raised his face and smiled, with the kind of laughter on his face, his big hand on his neck, slowly sliding down.

Qingyun instinctively pushed him, and he laughed mockingly: "Aren't you brave?"

She stared at him with moisture in her eyes and raised her brows slightly.

He also looked into her eyes, but there was no further action, as if he was deeply stung, and he got up suddenly, overturned something on the table, and in a crackling sound, he left.

Huo Jingyun stood outside.

"The emperor, Qingyun did not offend the emperor, right?" Huo Jingyun asked.

Ling Chen glanced at him: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to her."

While talking, smoke billowed from the northwest corner, and the flames skyrocketed.

"Where is this water?" Ling Chen walked over as he said. Huo Jingyun followed closely behind the emperor.

Qingyun also saw the thick smoke and ran to the northwest corner with Xiaojing.

That location is Leng Gong.

The fire is strong. Qingyun heard Huo Jingyun say that there is only one woman in the cold palace, Wen Heng.

The guards and servants carried water to fight the fire, and Qingyun stood behind the onlookers.

She saw Ling Chen standing there with his hands shouldered, and Wang Rui, Han Zhitao, and Huo Jingyun were all fighting the fire.

King Rui always wanted to rush in, and Gu Fan couldn't hold him.

After a while, I heard an exclamation in front, the sound of the house collapsing.

Standing here, Qing Yun had a strange feeling, goose bumps all over his body, this burning strange.

Her back was rusty and cold, and she always felt that something could happen.

With another exclamation, Qingyun saw King Rui holding a person out of it.

Under the light of the fire, she recognized at a glance that it was Wen Heng.

Her hair was all white, her face was pale, she described her as haggard, but she was as beautiful as she used to be.

King Rui put her on the ground, she helped King Rui stand upright, looked up at Ling Chen, bowed and saluted: "The emperor..." She was already crying.

Ling Chen saw her head full of white hair, feeling stunned and turned and left.

He saw Wen Heng safe and left. It turned out that he was still worried about Wen Heng.

Qingyun stood in the distance watching.

When Ling Chen walked back, she saw her standing there.

"Why are you here so late to join in the fun?" He reprimanded her.

Qingyun's face was pale and sneered: "This fire is strange."

Ling Chen looked at her, "What do you want to say?"

"Leng Gong is gone, there is no place to hold Wen Heng. Where do you want Wen Heng to be locked? Will you let her go?" Qing Yun asked.

Ling Chen looked at her coldly: "You know a lot, and you control a lot. Qingyun, don't think that I won't cure your sin after saving my life!"

But Qingyun's questioning is very reasonable. Lenggong is destroyed, and the place where she was held is gone. Two years later, they have all been punished. He can make another black room like Jamsil to hold Wen Heng and make her look like a ghost. The same alive?

Qing Yun had already turned and left, with her shaking shoulders and stubborn figure, Ling Chen couldn't help staring at her.

Wen Heng was locked in Fang Palace next to Leng Palace, which was originally a dressing room. There is a small courtyard. It was still those two women who served her. Four guards stood outside the door.

Here, you can see sunlight, green trees, flowers, and life, and you can even hear people talking.

This is Wen Heng's life in exchange. She has a son, and she doesn't want to die.

On the second day, Qingyun got up very late, and it was almost noon before she cleaned up and let Xiaojing help her clean up.

There was a cheerful voice outside the door, Qing Yun heard it, it was Ling Shuang.

The probe came in really Lingshuang, followed by pearls.

"You are a mother now, why are you still so unstable?" Qingyun happily stepped forward to hold her hand, and suddenly realized that they were seeing themselves for the first time, and then let go.

Ling Shuang froze for a moment. What Qing Yun said sounded familiar to them.

"We heard Big Brother Han and my fifth brother say that someone who is particularly like my sister-in-law came in the palace, come and have a look." Ling Shuang said.

"Hello princess." Qingyun said hello.

"How good are you living in my palace?" Ling Shuang looked at Qingyun.

"Very well, is the principal coming back to live?" Qing Yun asked.

"No, I definitely live in the General's Mansion."

Pearl kept silent, just looking at Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at her tenderly, "Madam's son is also two years old, right?"

Pearl nodded, "The princess also knows that, yes, two years old."

Qingyun wanted to ask her how well King Rui is treating her right now. She thought that what Wen Heng did back then, King Rui could no longer be infatuated with her, but the fire in Lenggong shows that King Rui still has a lot of affection for Wen Heng.

"I heard that the princess is Brother Huo's junior sister? Do you still know Ling's wife?" Ling Shuang asked.

"I am Huo Jingyun's younger sister. I don't know Lan Ling, but I have heard many things about her. I think, I like her. We are very similar. I mean temperament."

Ling Shuang smiled: "Then can you stop leaving? Stay with my emperor brother?" Ling Shuang stepped forward and shook her hand.