Chapter 595 The days are long
Looking at Wang Tingyue’s appearance, Liang Han lowered his head and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.
"Brother, he is already Lord Zhou, and what I have done is destined to bear thousands of infamy——"
She raised her head: "I remember a long time ago, asked Guo Qiuxi asked, if she had a bag of millet, would she love any grain in it? She replied, "I love every grain." "
Wang Tingyue frowned, not knowing why.
Liang Huan smiled and said: "Now I feel that she answered very well."
She looked at the warm teacup in her hand: "I believe that he will become the Lord of the High World. Since he is the Lord of the High World...he loves All people love me, and I will love him among all people. This is enough."
Wang Tingyue wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Liang Huan.
"It's not easy for you to enter the palace, let's talk about business. I just told you so much, what are your plans for the future?"
Wang Tingyue knew that she didn't want to There is no need to force myself to continue this topic.
...
After leaving the Hall of Mirrors, Wang Tingyue remembered the image of her sitting alone in front of the case before leaving. She thought about it again, paused, and turned back.
Liang Huan was about to go out and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the people coming back.
Before he could ask, he spoke first.
"Ah Huan, do you still remember how sad you were when he died?"
Liang Huan was stunned.
Wang Tingyue sighed slightly: "The world often says that the future is long, but this so-called future is long, who knows how long it is?"
Liang Huan bit her lip and said nothing.
Wang Tingyue's tone was indescribably depressed: "After Ajiao's death, I will always think of her and the past... I owe her so much in this life."
Liang Huan looked at him silently.
This was the first time he talked about Liang Jiao to himself since they met again.
Liang Huan understands that no matter how Liang Jiao treats others, she always treats Wang Tingyue and is even willing to protect her with her life.
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Outside the Hall of Mirrors, Liang Huan tightened his waist and was about to head towards the wintersweet forest. Suddenly, someone caught up with him from behind.
"The Queen Mother."
Liang Huan turned around and saw Gong Yangjing striding towards this direction.
“Is there anything else?”
After Gongyang Jing stood still, he didn’t rush to speak. He thought about it and said: “I want to ask, that Webster...should stay here all the time. In the cold palace, the guard came to report that she had not been eating or drinking for some days, and was clamoring to see the emperor. I went to see her quietly once, and it was true."
He added: "Previously. A few days ago, I was afraid of arousing suspicion, so I had her tied up and gagged. It has stopped for the past two days. I thought I didn't have the energy to make any more trouble, but this is not a long-term solution..."
< br>Liang Huan glanced in the direction of Leng Gong and pondered for a moment.
"I'll go take a look."
The heavy wooden door opened at first, revealing the deep and dark palace behind it, and the smell of oldness and decay hit the face.
Gongyang Jing stood guard at the door while Liang Huan went in alone.
On a cloudy and snowy day without sunshine, the palace is darker than usual.
As we walked along the way, there were no other unnecessary furnishings except the old curtains hanging in the hall that were too old to distinguish the color, the desks and beds with peeling paint.
Liang Huan looked at it while going deeper inside.
Until behind a big pillar, someone was sitting with his head hanging down and bare feet, half dead.
On the ground not far from her right side, there was a meal that had already become cold.
Liang Huan glanced at the cold meal and found that he had not touched a bite.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the people on the ground did not move.
"I...I want to see the Lord...I want to see him..."
If it weren't for the inaudible sobbing, I would have thought it was a corpse.
Liang Huan stood for a while and called her.
"Wei Zhen'er."
The sobs stopped, and the person whose face was covered by scattered hair slowly raised his head, and some clarity returned to his doubtful and misty eyes. He was surprised to see the person coming, but also a little scared. "It's... it's you. What do you want to do? Are you... here to kill me?"
The trembling voice sounded like he might die at any moment.
Liang Han squatted down and faced her face to face.
Without eating or drinking for many days, Wei Zhen'er's face turned pale and her neck was as thin as an old woman, without any trace of her former charm.
Liang Huan frowned: "Kill you? Don't you know that you are already a dead person?"
Wei Zhen'er suddenly burst into tears and pointed angrily: "You did it. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here."
"I did it?"
Wei Zhen'er gritted her teeth: "You are an empress dowager... but you spend all your time thinking about how to dominate the Lord and compete with us for favor and love. You... you have no shame -"
Liang Huan looked at the person in front of her, He sighed helplessly: "You treat him as a treasure and let me occupy him, is he worthy?"
While speaking, Liang Huan picked up the rice bowl on one side and put it in front of Wei Zhen'er.
"If you really want to scold me, wait until you are full before scolding me. Otherwise, you will be so weak that I will fall asleep."
Wei Zhen'er choked: "You, what do you want to do? What, why do you want to imprison me?"
Liang Huan looked at the window lattice in the distance, and sighed: "Wei Zhen'er, the more others want you to die, the more you should live. "Only when you are alive can you see the person you really want to see -"
She paused for a moment, then looked away and fell back on the skinny face. "For example, Gao Zihong."
Wei Zhen'er was startled, then fainted and fell to the ground crying bitterly.
The third prince, Gao Zihong, is less than one year old.
Counting the days, he is only a few days older than Xi'er.
Liang Huan glanced at the man lying on the ground crying, stopped talking, got up and went to the door.
Just when she was about to step out of the threshold, a crying person caught up behind her.
"Liang Han, why...you want to save me?"
Liang Huan stopped but didn't look back: "I know you were framed."
She didn't stop after she finished speaking.
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After making sure the door was bolted inwards and extinguishing the lamps outside, Gu Ya went inside.
It was quiet inside, except for the faint light, and no sound could be heard.
Gu Ya only thought that the people inside had fallen asleep, so she deliberately walked slowly.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw Liang Huan sitting silently on the edge of the bed with his head lowered, his right hand resting on a large wooden box, not knowing what he was thinking.
The lid of the wooden box was not opened, but even if it was not opened, Gu Ya knew what was inside.
In the entire Daqi Palace, apart from Sister Jinlan, she was the only one who knew about it.
Gu Ya glanced at it, then looked away and quietly went outside.
Whenever this happens, they will leave knowingly.
Gu Ya didn’t pick up the brewed tea until she heard the sound of falling in the room.
Liang Han looked at the sunspots on the chessboard and fell into deep thought.
Gao Yongsheng is Gao Huan's most powerful supporter. She originally intended to push him to the battlefield. Even if Gao Huan dies, Gao Hao will not underestimate this power, which will hinder the frontline war. He can't kill people directly. In desperation, he will definitely ask people to keep a close eye on them, and this staring will inevitably be handed over to the people he trusts most. The next step is how to divide them...
< br>Liang Huan smiled, picked up a white stone and dropped it, letting herself add another touch to this so-called brotherhood.
"Queen Mother." Gu Ya put down the tea cup and knelt down beside the table.
Liang Huan moved her eyes and looked over.
Gu Ya took out a letter from her sleeve. "It was Sister Jinlan who sent it quietly."
After the palace change that day, Ao Rubin begged Gao Hao for mercy, begging to spare Jinlan's life and marry her.
Liang Huan opened the letter. The content of the letter was not long.
While I was writing today, I heard a song, "Fate" by en, which instantly reminded me of Gao Qian.