186 “Drunken Bones (Guyan 1v1 High H)” Loess

The next morning, the fog had not yet dissipated, but there were already no sounds of people in the valley.

The front eaves of the exquisite and luxurious carriage are covered with a few petals of autumn flowers that fell last night. When the wind blows, they fall on the green tiles and carvings, like the echo of a good dream yesterday that has not yet awakened.

After all, the short stay was just an interlude. The emperor and empress only rested for one night in the valley, and set off again before dawn.The accompanying guards had already packed their luggage, but at the moment, a cat who was sleeping soundly and had no idea what the world was was still wrapped tightly in the quilt and lying on the couch, unwilling to open its eyes no matter what.

A look of helplessness flashed across Xie Ciyan’s eyes, but the corners of his lips unconsciously revealed a hint of endearment, as if there was nothing he could do about the little scoundrel.He was about to pull the quilt off the little scoundrel, but then he remembered that she was very afraid of the cold. After all, he couldn’t bear it, so he leaned down and took her into his arms, coaxing in a low voice, “It’s time to set off, little lazy cat.”

Because they only had one day, Yan Zhaozhao wanted to take Xie Ciyan to walk through the entire valley last night.But the valley was so vast that it was impossible to walk in one day. After walking for nearly two hours, she coquettishly thanked him and continued walking on her back.After working on it like this, I naturally stopped very late.

Unlike in the palace, as the mother of a country, she must always be careful about her words and deeds, and must not exceed the rules.Moreover, because she was the only one in Xie Ciyan’s harem, she had to abide by the title of mother of the country, for fear of being accused by the courtiers below that she was not worthy of her position.But as soon as she leaves the palace, she can leave her identity and etiquette behind and become the Yan Zhaozhao who can do whatever she wants.Therefore, in front of Xie Ciyan, she had no scruples and complained to him coquettishly: “If you hadn’t delayed me by holding me back last night, how could this have happened!”

Xie Ciyan leaned over and hugged the cat that was still together with him into his arms. His voice was soft and full of smiles, and he admitted his mistake without any bottom line in front of her. “It’s really my fault.” He poked her bruised cheek. “Then it’s just like yesterday. I can hold you in the car and hold you in the car.”

Yan Zhaozhao’s body suddenly stiffened, and her sleepiness suddenly faded away a bit.Yesterday, Xie Ciyan didn’t call her at all, he just carried her into the car in full view of everyone. Now he still feels a little hot when he thinks of her, but he can’t do this again today. How can a majestic emperor be so helpless in front of his soldiers.

She struggled to push away Xie Ciyan’s warm embrace, with a hint of embarrassment on her face, “No, no need.” After saying that, she reluctantly pulled away the quilt. She shrank from the cold for a moment, but she still stretched out her toes and carefully stepped under the slightly cool couch.

But in the next moment, a broad and hot palm grasped her foot, using the force to pull her forward, his forearm hooked her calf, he picked her up like a cat, and walked steadily to the side room.”Then I will carry you to wash up.”

At nearly noon, the group slowly walked through the mountain trails and embarked on the road back to the capital.

Five days later, the palace doors were opened wide, and the courtiers gathered in the court hall, standing from top to bottom in order to pay their respects to the long-awaited Holy Master.The sky was shining brightly, and Xie Ciyan and Yan Zhaozhao, who was dressed in gorgeous palace attire, slowly walked into the palace.All the officials shouted long live, and the sound shook the sky.”I wish your Majesty and Queen to pay their respects.”

In the palace, civil and military officials were lined up. After the ceremony, several familiar colleagues looked at each other in the solemn room, and they were all a little confused as to why the emperor appeared here with the queen today.

“Flat body.” Xie Ciyan lifted up his black dragon robe and sat down. Yan Zhaozhao sat next to him, looking serious and smiling. His eyes seemed to be unsure of where to look, and he was obviously a little nervous.He used the cover of his sleeves to quietly shake her cold hand, as if giving her a soothing look, indicating that she didn’t have to be so nervous. Then he whispered a few words to the chamberlain supervisor standing behind him, then turned around and said seriously: “Young ladies, what do you want to report?”

Today is not a routine morning court. It is just to summon several important ministers into the palace to report to the emperor the important things that happened in the court while they were away from the palace. That’s why Xie Ciyan brought Yan Zhaozhao here for an excuse.Firstly, he selfishly wanted her to accompany him, and secondly, he wanted to take the opportunity to let these important officials get used to the mother of the country, so that they would not have to spend every day trying to fill his harem with people.

The Minister of Rites was the first to come out of the queue and said respectfully to the emperor, “Back to the emperor, I have something important to report.” After receiving the emperor’s forehead, he continued to speak: “The deposed emperor passed away long before the emperor left the palace for the autumn hunting. At that time, it was time to prepare.Such a happy event as Qiu Lie was afraid of interfering with the destiny of the country, so he did not immediately choose a date for burial.Fortunately, the deposed emperor was able to take the Yanzhu in his mouth and be temporarily incorrigible.Now that the emperor has returned, please tell me when the deposed emperor will be buried in the mausoleum.”

Xie Ciyan was startled, obviously he had not expected that the body of the deposed emperor had not yet entered the mausoleum.He pondered for a moment and then said: “Since a person has passed away, he should return to the earth in peace. According to my decree, the Ministry of Rites will immediately draw up the funeral process, and the Qintian Supervisor will choose an auspicious day so that he can be buried as soon as possible.”

As if their hearts had finally dropped, the courtiers all knelt down and saluted, saying, “I obey the order.”

Although all the courtiers despised what the deposed emperor had done, etiquette could not be abolished after all.To set up a memorial for the deposed emperor in the palace, he chose the Xuanji Hall where he had stayed before.The furnishings in the palace are minimal, with white curtains hanging low in front of the memorial tablet, cigarette smoke curling, and cold incense lingering in silence. There are no mourning flags expected of an emperor hanging outside the door of the palace. There is only a plain white stone tablet with the word “Late Master” inscribed without a title, as if the deceased was just an unimportant person.

There were no relatives to keep vigil in front of the deceased, only officials from the Ministry of Rites took turns keeping watch. No one in the palace was willing to wear a white scarf for the deposed emperor’s hairpin with plain flowers.The Ministry of Rites had to be made difficult by the deposed emperor in the past, and now the duty was even more negligent. When Xie Ciyan and Yan Zhaozhao appeared together in the Xuanji Hall, they were surprised to find that there was no one there.

Xie Ciyan had no intention of coming here, but Yan Zhaozhao, who was a little sentimental, suddenly had an idea to come and see her old friend, so he accompanied her on a dragon ride to the Xuanji Palace.He originally planned to take a quick look from a distance and then leave. Unexpectedly, there was no one on duty in front of the palace gate. He could not help but frown slightly and subconsciously walked inside to see if there was no one in the palace.

The hall was dark, the curtains were drooped, and the incense was deserted.The four-corner spiritual flags have faded, but the central spiritual tablet still stands upright on the sandalwood table. The coffin is covered with silk cloth, and the gilt engraved words reveal a cold feeling in the dim light and shadow.There was no one keeping vigil in the palace, not even the eunuch who burned incense on a routine basis. There was only a furnace of incense that had not been used up, with ashes piled up and the incense string broken.

Yan Zhaozhao walked slowly and slowly, her heavy skirt brushing the jade steps. Her eyes fell on the spiritual throne, and she suddenly felt as if she was in another world.It was as if all the resentments between her and the deposed emperor had happened a long time ago. It was not until the moment she saw his spiritual body with her own eyes that she finally had a real sense of the deposed emperor’s death.

A faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips. All the grudges and grudges she had with the deposed emperor were buried in the earth with him.The endless hatred of the past can finally return to dust, dust to dust.

When Xie Ciyan saw that her eyes were always fixed on the deceased emperor’s soul, and even showed a faint smile, he finally couldn’t help but stood in front of her to block her gaze, “What is Zhaozhao looking at?”

Yan Zhaozhao didn’t know what the man was thinking, so she naturally clasped his fingers and treated him with intimacy as if no one else was watching. “It was only after seeing it with my own eyes that I felt relieved.”

He lowered his eyes and looked at her smiling face. His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he couldn’t help but he raised his hand and pressed her unrouged lips, which was full of teasing meaning.Perhaps the lust in his eyes was too intense, and Yan Zhaozhao was embarrassed. After giving him an angry look, she quickly moved her eyes away. After a while, she whispered softly: “Let’s… go back.”

A word that seemed to mean something was enough to make his chest tighten, and a raging impulse swept over him, as if if she called him one more time or looked at him, he would uncontrollably lower his head and kiss her.I want to kiss her eyelashes that flutter gently when she speaks, her black hair swaying in the wind, and her sparkling eyes.

His knuckles suddenly tightened, and even the joints were infected with a forbearing dryness.

But unexpectedly, the woman in front of him didn’t know the desire raging in his heart, and she called him with a sweet smile.”Xie Langjun, how are you?”

Xie Ciyan’s throat tightened, and her eyes sank inch by inch. Her eyes seemed to be quenched with fire, deep and hot, as if they were about to engulf her whole body.”Not good.” He stared at her, even breathing a little heavier. His eyes were full of naked desire, with an almost primitive desire.”Right here.”

Yan Zhaozhao was shocked when he heard this, her eyes were too panicked to look at him directly, her eyes were flying around, but she looked more and more helpless and cute, which made him even more angry and almost killed her.

Xie Ciyan lowered his head, his eyes were deep, and his voice was so hoarse that it burned people’s hearts inch by inch as if it contained a hidden flame. He spoke slowly and firmly, “In his mourning hall, in front of his tomb.”

His Adam’s apple rolled, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were so hot that they almost engulfed you, as if he would lose control if he gave one more moment.He leaned closer, his voice low and urgent, “Let him take a good look…”

“You are mine.”

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It’s true, my dears

The next chapter is the mourning meat that I have been looking forward to for a long time!

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