Allure of the World Chapter 174: No one picks

Lan Ling's face turned pale and fell to the ground.

The torture of the heart! After living this life, I still can't escape the punishment of heart attack!

She looked at the decree and laughed.

After ten days of execution, Lan Ling closed his eyes. Heartbroken.

Ling Chen, are you really going to kill me? We've finally come this far!

You are the wisest emperor in everyone's mouth, but that's not all. Lan Ling smiled and burst into tears.

The jailers already knew that the original empress would be sentenced to death in ten days.

This kind of punishment, they have never seen. And the one who was tortured was another empress who used to be beautiful.

Everyone has a fire in their hearts.

Everyone is more curious about the appearance of this empress.

These six guards were temporarily transferred. When they came, the prisoners were already there. She was always inside the tent and rarely came out.

In the past two days, only Ah Xiang has seen her face once. They questioned Ah Xiang, who was vague, but his eyes were filled with deep desire.

Axiang fetches hot water for her every day and takes away the hot water she has replaced.

The rest of the time was silent in the prison, as if no one was there.

But today, a song suddenly came from inside:

"The stone in the river climbed up the slope. I passed by my grandmother's door and saw my brother shaking my grandmother.

The moon is full of stars, and there are thousands of generals and soldiers. They never say anything upside down.

The deaf hear the smiles..."

The singing is crisp and witty, not like a prisoner to be executed.

The jailer who was gossiping immediately quieted down, and they looked at each other, "Such a cheerful song, isn't this one frightened, there's something wrong here?" The chubby jailer pointed to his head and said.

Axiang's face was solemn.

Her delicate slap face appeared in her mind, when he first gave her hot water, she came out of the curtain, glanced at him, and thanked him. His eyes were as clear as water, his eyes were pitch black, and the whites of his eyes were white. She was so young.

"The rat walks ahead, the ox follows, the tiger roars, the rabbit trembles, the dragon swims in the sky, the snake twists on the ground, the pony jumps over the ravine, meets the old sheep's head, the monkey does somersaults, the golden rooster shouts, come on, The yellow dog looks at the door, the lazy pig doesn't get enough sleep!"

She suddenly changed the song, still with a cheerful rhythm.

"Hey, is there any water? Hot water?" They heard her voice.

Several people hurried in.

Still can't see her face, she is inside the white tent, from outside, she can vaguely see her shadow.

"I want to drink water, hot water, do you have it?" Her voice was as crisp as a winter oriole, soft and greasy, and there seemed to be a hint of sweet moisture in the air.

"Yes, yes!" they said in unison.

Filled hot water and sent two thermos bottles to be placed next to her tent. She reached out and carried it into the tent.

The hand was white, delicate, clean, not coated with cardamom, and the nails were not long.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"The stone in the river climbed up the slope. I passed by my grandmother's door and saw my brother shaking my grandmother.

The moon is full of stars, and there are thousands of generals and soldiers. They never say anything upside down.

The deaf hear the smiles..."

It seems like a lullaby, but also like a tune made by a boring person, casual, lazy, and indifferent.

I heard the jailer's cold heart as if his hair was tangled up in his hair, and he couldn't take care of it.

On the day of the beginning of winter, it snowed. They all cheered.

Wen Heng set up a hot pot in Yong'an Palace and invited the emperor, Rui Wang and Han Zhitao to eat hot pot together.

Everyone in the palace said that the emperor really was thinking about the old love. He used to dote on the Queen, the casual woman who didn't know how to advance or retreat, which caused Wen Heng to lose his rationality and do a lot of things that hurt the Queen.

Now that the queen is betraying the enemy and betraying the country, she has been demoted to a commoner, put in a big prison, and will be sentenced to gouge out her heart in a few days. Wen Heng is immediately favored again.

It really is a demon empress who has been occupying the emperor, causing the other concubines in the palace to be useless.

There are various hot pot ingredients on the table in Yongan Palace. Red ginseng is added to the hot pot. This is a medicinal hot pot.

The people sitting next to each other are familiar people. Although Wen Heng is heavy and wears fat and loose clothes, he doesn't show his arms.

She had a smile on her face and her eyes moved. She is really happy. , but there is still a little bit of unease in his heart, there are still eight days, can he really kill her?

Ling Chen was wearing a black brocade robe with a golden dragon pattern, and leaned there lazily.

Between the people laughing and chatting, Ling Chen occasionally talked a few words lightly, the atmosphere was harmonious and happy.

Wen Heng seemed to return to the way they were together a few years ago, when the emperor was still King An. At that time, he only had her in his heart.

Han Zhitao frowned slightly, drinking glass by glass with a gloomy face.

The girl Xiangling stuffed a cushion under Wen Heng's waist, and Wen Heng said in disgust, "It's too hot in the room, it's even hotter with a cushion."

Xiangling Buyi: "Niangniang, about three months of pregnancy is the most dangerous time, you must be careful. When the month is old, you don't have to do this. This ginseng tea, Niangniang also drank it, to replenish qi, and this Bird's nest, Niangniang will eat it later."

Xiangling served Wen Heng to eat supplements.

Han Zhitao frowned even more. Both are pregnant, some are so delicate, and some are locked in a big prison. Even living has become a luxury.

He tilted his neck and took another drink.

King Rui looked at him: "What is Lao Han doing so fast? No one is forcing you!"

Han Zhitao said: "Looking at the empress's pregnancy so carefully, someone is also pregnant, at this time..." His eyes were red.

Ling Chen took a chopstick of mutton for Wen Heng, put down the chopsticks and looked at Han Zhitao, "If you don't want to eat it, just leave! Disappointing!"

Han Zhitao really put down his chopsticks and turned away. Ling Chen sneered.

Qiaoer, a new little girl in Wen Heng's room, happily entered the house with a large bag of red dates in her clothes, and quietly said to another girl, Xiangxuan,: "Sister Xiangxuan, these dates are wrapped in snow. Now, it's very sweet, you can taste it." Qiao'er put the dates on the table outside.

"Where did you get it?" Xiang Xuan asked.

"Forget about worrying palace! The jujubes there are all ripe and hanging on the trees, and no one picks them. There are a lot of bright red ones, but they are beautiful. Many girls secretly go to pick them!" Qiaoer said.

Although their voices were low, the people in the room heard them.

Xiang Ling immediately stepped out to stop them. The girls were silent.

Wen Heng's heart sank, and he secretly glanced at Ling Chen.

Ling Chen's face was light, as if he didn't hear anything, he ate the mutton quietly. He drank all the wine in the glass with his neck up, and stood up.

"Ah Chen, are you leaving? You took a few bites so early!" Wen Heng kept him.

"I'm tired, you should rest early." Ling Chen had already walked out.

It's not dark yet, but it's still bright under the snow.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, gradually covering everything.

Ling Chen was walking. Yang Shu and Gu Fan followed behind.

Unconsciously, I walked outside the Klai Kangwon Palace.

The jujube tree in Wang Kang Palace is really covered with jujubes, snow on the jujubes, and red in the white.

"Pass it on, whoever steals anything here will be killed!" He said quietly.

"Yes. The slaves will pass on it immediately!" Yang Shu agreed.