He knew that it was really embarrassing for the king of a country to say it like this, but he had to find out, otherwise he would feel a thorn in his heart, which would definitely lead to him and Yue'er becoming strangers in the future.
Emotionally, he doesn't want to be a suspicious person who is always suspicious.
Lan Xiaolou smiled sadly, and it didn't seem like he was lying: "Your Majesty, what the common people said is that their beloved is no longer alive, and they were not lying. If the common people lied, they would be willing to live without their loved ones, be poor, and not have a good death."
Because when the Queen Empress wrote him a letter, he already knew that her second girl Jiang was no longer there, and what was in her body now was someone else's soul.
His second girl looks like a hedgehog. She will prick everyone. Once her wounds are touched, she will show her sharp thorns and prick the other person's head to a bloody head, even if she is scarred. No matter what.
But her heart is kinder and weaker than anyone else. Every time she bullies someone, she sheds tears of guilt. She doesn't like others bullying the weak, and always pretends to be strong to protect everything she cares about.
The Queen is the Emperor's Yue'er, but not his second daughter.
That's why he dared to make such a poisonous oath.
Actors in the opera house, especially those like Lan Xiaolou, believe in gods and ghosts. Before starting a performance, they must burn incense and kneel before the gods, hoping that the performance will end smoothly without any accidents.
Therefore, if he dares to swear, it proves that he has a clear conscience.
Most of the hostility in the emperor's eyes dissipated, and he smiled and said: "Xiaolou and I hit it off as soon as we met, and we had such a great time talking that we actually forgot about the time."
He raised his head and said: "Tang Shiliang, I will reward Rongsheng Opera Troupe with one thousand taels of silver, and Lan Xiaolou with the best voice in the world, a gold plaque, and send them out of the palace."
Tang Shiliang bowed: "I obey the order."
After Lan Xiaolou left, the smile on the emperor's lips suddenly faded, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes were extremely cold: "Wang Dequan, has Zhang Jing Lin returned from the message transmission?"
It’s only been one night, how could it be so fast?
However, Wang Dequan only dared to complain in his heart and replied: "Your Majesty, Cangxian County is still under Yunyang County. The carriage takes six hours. No matter how fast Lin Zhangjing is, he has just arrived in Cangxian County. Where are the county boundaries!”
In addition, we still have to investigate whether what Lan Xiaolou said is true or false. Counting the time it takes to come back, we have to wait at least another day and night.
Flying pigeons may send messages faster, but they are not that fast. They also need to ensure that flying pigeons will not be shot on the way.
If the emperor is concerned, he will be in chaos.
If the news returned by Lin Zhangjing is that Lan Xiaolou's wife did die of illness, these gifts from the emperor can bring the Rongsheng Opera Troupe to the highest position in the opera world.
But if the news came back that he was lying, then these fame and fortune could also be a reminder to send Lan Xiaolou to hell.
"What is the Queen doing?"
"The queen's lady, Shuangjiang, came here and asked Lan Xiaolou when he would leave the palace. The queen wanted to see him off."
What the emperor had been thinking about finally came to fruition.
If Yue'er behaved too coldly and ruthlessly, he would suspect that there was still love between the two.
"emperor……"
A dark light flashed in Wang Dequan's shrewd eyes: "Do you want me to send someone to watch?"
"Snapped!"
A booklet fell on him: "Then who have I become?"
"A slave deserves to die. A slave should not speculate on the will of the Holy Spirit."
The force the zhezi hit on his body was not very strong. If the emperor was really angry, Wang Dequan's head should have been hit just now.
After leaving the imperial study, Wang Dequan breathed a sigh of relief. He expressed his loyalty to the emperor, and the emperor would not suspect that he was colluding with the queen.
Why sending people to keep an eye on Lan Xiaolou and the Queen was just a talk.
The emperor is an extremely conceited person. He has the capital to be conceited. How could he do such a thing as eavesdropping on a corner?
On the way out of the palace, Jiang Xinyue's chariot has been waiting for a long time.
Tang Shiliang led the Rongsheng troupe forward to salute the Queen, and then immediately led the rest of the troupe away, leaving only Jiang Xinyue, Magpie, Jiang Chuan and others waiting.
Looking at each other, there was no admiration, reluctance or surprise in Jiang Xinyue's eyes, nor was there any disappointment, pain or sadness.
She was smiling like that, so beautiful that she was breathtaking, but those eyes were so unfamiliar that Lan Xiaolou didn't dare to recognize them.
"she……"
Opening my mouth, I want to ask where is the original Jiang Xinyue?
But I only uttered one word, and I didn’t know how to ask.
"Her soul is free."
Lan Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes, which were always filled with sadness, revealed a look of relief.
He laughed a few times, turned and left.
Magpie looked at the empress, then at Jiang Chuan, and then at Lan Xiaolou's back: "No... empress... why is he smiling? What did you say about freedom just now?"
She knew every word in that sentence, but she really couldn't figure out what it meant when put together.
Why did Lan Xiaolou burst into laughter after hearing this?
"nothing."
Jiang Xinyue waved her hand and drove back to the palace. She touched the top of the magpie's head: "When you talk to literary and artistic people like them, you have to be ambiguous. Don't speak too clearly. Let them guess for themselves."
Just like when she said that her original soul was free, she meant that she was dead, but what Lan Xiaolou heard was that the real Jiang Xinyue went to where she wanted to go and was doing what she wanted to do. Perhaps her soul had become I met someone else and started another free life.
Of course Jiang Xinyue would not tell him that the original person was dead. Who knows if he would suddenly go crazy, thinking that she had killed the original person, occupied his body, and was in a close relationship with the emperor.
Only by making him think that she had no choice but to occupy the original body, and that the original body was still alive somewhere in the world, could he go out of the palace obediently and not cause trouble to Jiang Xinyue.
If she doesn't care for herself, she will be punished by heaven and earth. She just wants to live peacefully in this deep palace.
The emperor stood on the wall above the two men. Although he did not hear the conversation between the two, he heard Lan Xiaolou's hearty laughter.
What did you say that was so funny?
What satisfied him was that Jiang Xinyue didn't say more than two sentences to him throughout the whole process, and there was a long distance between the two of them, and there were palace attendants around them, so it was impossible to express their feelings to each other.
Wang Dequan, who had sworn that the emperor would not listen, scratched his forehead and began to reflect on whether he was getting older recently and did not have much energy to pay attention to the emperor?
How did he become so duplicitous?
After returning to Kunning Palace, Shuangjiang stood guard at the door: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is here. He is showing His Royal Highness how to read in the wing room!"
Jiang Xinyue nodded and went to her room to change into clean clothes. She was putting on a blouse when a warm embrace enveloped her from behind: "Yue'er, let me hug you."
