Lin Qingge ignored Han Yue and walked towards the depths of the palace with long strides.
Luo Hong glanced at Sixteen and Seventeen, then raised her foot to follow, but was stopped by Han Yue.
"Your Majesty will only allow the young lady to go alone. It is better for the girl to stay."
"Young Madam!" Luo Hong felt uneasy and seemed to be risking her life to get away with Lin Qingge.
Lin Qingge in front turned back and smiled: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. I will be back later."
Giving them a comforting smile, she looked back, but her brows felt extremely cold.
Along the way, neither she nor Han Yue spoke.
When they stood at the door of the royal study, Han Yue went in to report, and then came out and said: "Please, young lady, His Majesty wants to summon you alone."
Lin Qingge's back was straight and he walked in step by step.
"I have seen your Majesty, and I wish your Majesty long live." She abided by the etiquette and knelt down to salute Emperor Zhou, but there was an indescribable sarcasm between her eyebrows.
After writing the book, Emperor Zhou naturally saw the expression on her face clearly, but he did not say anything to stop him. Instead, he smiled lightly: "They say that you and Chu Aiqing are deeply in love. I really want to see it today. When a disaster approaches, will you all fly separately?"
Is it so direct?
Even though Lin Qingge was mentally prepared, her heart still trembled.
Her red lips were curled up, but there was really no smile between her brows and eyes. Instead, there was an endless coldness: "Why did your Majesty say this? I don't understand?"
"Lin Qingge, I asked you to come to the imperial study today not to listen to your riddles. You have always had a medical reputation, and you had already diagnosed his pulse before coming here. You should know his physical condition very well, right?"
really.
Even though all the clues were clear, she still hoped that it was just a false alarm.
The results of it?
It was indeed Emperor Zhou who poisoned him, and he was indeed the one who coerced Chu Nanfeng!
Anger surged from her heart, causing her emotions to go crazy: "He joined the army at a young age and made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty! If it weren't for him, I am afraid that countless territories of the Zhou Dynasty would have been occupied by the enemy. Unexpectedly, It’s really sad to end up like this.”
"Is it sad?"
Facing her every word of criticism, Emperor Zhou showed no emotion on his face. Instead, he made a thoughtful expression: "I also feel that it is not good for him to marry anyone, but he chose to marry an unparalleled noble girl."
Or is it because of this damn horoscope!
I thought that if Zhou Chengzhang died, the rumors of the so-called 'unparalleled noble lady' would be gone, and no one would pursue her.
After all, there are no survivors in the Lin family, and no one can prove her true horoscope.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhou has always been the oriole after the mantis.
No emperor would allow a woman with such a fate to stay outside the harem.
Lin Qingge understood, but was disgusted.
She clenched her fists hanging by her sides and said through gritted teeth, "I can ask him to resign and return to his hometown. He will stay away from the capital from now on and never set foot again."
"So what if he doesn't set foot in the capital? In just a few days, he can gather 50,000 troops. If you give him a little more time, what's the point of hundreds of thousands of troops? I can't gamble?"
"What, is it possible that you still want to kill him?" Her eyes were slightly red, and there was a coldness in them.
Emperor Zhou waved his hand: "I have always known that he has the ability to lead troops, and he has no other delusions. So even if he holds a lot of troops and rises to the top, I can tolerate it, but..."
After a pause, his eyes that became cloudy with age narrowed little by little, and he looked at Lin Qingge with dissatisfaction: "Your presence has changed him, I can't bet. It's not easy for Da Zhou to start a business. It’s even more difficult to pass it on to me, so there must be no risks!”
Lin Qingge sneered, and the sarcasm in his eyebrows did not restrain at all: "So, your trust in the ministers is because of the so-called metaphysics and Feng Shui? If word spreads, you really are not worried about making the world laugh! It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous to."
"There must be a lot of people who think it's ridiculous. But do you really think so? You should know Feng Shui very well, right?"
"..."
She suddenly became speechless.
She indeed has a deeper understanding of Feng Shui metaphysics than the average person.
But she knew very well that Chu Nanfeng had no intention of competing for a big position, and she had no intention of becoming a bird in a cage.
Even if he had the intention, she would make him give up the idea!
The problem is that it is difficult to convince Emperor Zhou of her ideas.
Taking a deep breath, she met his eyes: "Then what should we do before you are willing to let us go?"
"You should know very well in your heart that as long as you leave him, he will be safe and sound."
The four words 'safe and sound', which he spelled very hard, made Lin Qingge feel dizzy in his head and made him feel weak on the soles of his feet, making him unable to stand.
Gritting her teeth hard, she got rid of the dazed and almost empty emotion. Her neatly manicured nails dug into her palms, and she felt the palms became sticky, and her breathing returned to calmness.
In fact, Zhou Chenghan reminded her before returning to Beijing.
For Emperor Zhou, the biggest threat was that she was with Chu Nanfeng. She didn't believe that Xie would come back, leaving them in a passive state.
Emperor Zhou looked at the changing expression on her face and smiled slightly: "Lin Qingge, when I asked Chu Aiqing that day, he chose to take poison without hesitation. What about you?"
As he spoke, he took out a prepared porcelain bottle and put it on the desk.
Lin Qingge's eyes darkened as he looked at the porcelain bottle.
'Although the white head is indefinite, it may be possible to share the hell with it. '
In a game I once played, the engraving on a weapon suddenly flashed clearly in my mind.
Thinking about it, it was already a very distant thing, but Lin Qingge suddenly felt that she understood why she liked that line of carvings. Maybe it was a portrayal of her life.
With a smile on her lips, she took a few steps forward, picked up the bottle of poison, opened the cork without hesitation, and poured it in.
Then he smashed the porcelain bottle to the ground, and a chilling smile appeared on his delicate face: "Now, is there anything else?"
Emperor Zhou was not annoyed. Looking at her movements, the smile on his face became a little deeper.
Then he slowly took out another porcelain bottle: "This is the antidote. Which of you will drink it?"
Lin Qingge: "..."
She hadn't scolded herself for a long time, but now she really wanted to slap herself!
He actually led me by the nose, and in the excitement, I directly poured poison on myself.
Okay, now we’re in a dilemma!
It may not be difficult to die together, but to have the opportunity to die and live together is a test of human nature.
She sneered: "Your Majesty should know that I am good at the Qihuang technique. Aren't you worried that I will get this medicine and break the poison?"
"You can try it. It's a pity that the last Nine Cold Lotus to prepare this antidote has already been rooted out."
