Allure of the World Chapter 175: Gold Medal

Sima Hui came out of the palace that day, but did not immediately follow the team back to Nanzhao Kingdom.

He already knew that Lan Ling was imprisoned and would be executed in ten days. The reason is not very clear to him, but he can guess eight or nine. He is also a king.

The queen seems to be living in dire straits in the palace.

Also, how could a woman with that kind of temper live in the palace.

As for whether Lan Ling is really as rumored, he doesn't know and doesn't want to know. He just didn't want her to die, for whatever reason.

He asked a guard to pretend to be himself, and left Cloud City with the team at the specified time. He and his personal bodyguard, Xia Chao, wore casual clothes together. He chose some strong soldiers to change into casual clothes and hid in Yuncheng.

He sent Huo Jingyun a message. If Huo Jingyun successfully received the news, it would take two days, and it would take three days to arrive at Yuncheng at the earliest.

The night before he came to Daxing to negotiate, he asked Huo Jingyun if he needed his help. Huo Jingyun only said that he wanted him to greet the Empress.

Huo Jingyun has been a reserved person since he was a child. With the look in his eyes when he said it, Sima Hui immediately understood that he liked that woman. He actually fell in love with the queen of Daxingguo.

At that time, he began to wonder what kind of woman would make Huo Jingyun tempted.

At the banquet, he was very surprised that the Empress was not present. Later, he insisted on seeing the queen, and the emperor asked the servants to invite the queen. The moment she appeared, the surroundings were still, and everyone was as surprised as he was.

So he became suspicious. The queen is not like the outside legend, who is a collection of thousands of pets.

Afterwards, the emperor left the table in a hurry, and the crazy look in his eyes made him conclude that this matter must have something to do with the queen.

He just didn't expect that Ling Chen would give her the punishment of gouging out her heart. This kind of punishment is too cruel for a woman.

Ling Chen hated her so much.

How could the woman Huo Jingyun likes be gouged out.

Sima Hui decided at that time that if Huo Jingyun didn't receive the message from him, or couldn't come back on time, he would find a way to save her by himself.

In a size A prison.

There are two more days before Lan Ling's execution.

She sang constantly in prison, seemingly unconcerned.

It was freezing cold in the prison, Lan Ling sat there with the quilt wrapped around him, his hands and feet still cold.

She thinks of her past life, and her present life.

The ending is the same, but not the same. In the last life, her grandfather and uncle died, and Tsing Yi Tang surrendered to the imperial court. Lixia and Qiaochun also died.

In this life, she didn't protect Qiaochun, other relatives are still alive, he also met Huo Jingyun, Tian Ming, Gu Fan, Han Zhitao, Big Brother Bai, Yu Rong, Pearl, and even King Rui.

But Tian Ming died. The man who warmed her like the sun.

It was late at night, and Lan Ling had no sleepiness. The scalding hot water sent by the jailer made her feet feel a little more comfortable, and her little toes had turned purple-black, and it tickled after the warmth.

She really wanted to ask them how many slices of **** they wanted. Ginger can treat frostbite. If she thinks about it, forget it. At this time, there will definitely be many people staring at her.

A dying person who doesn't want to cause anyone any more trouble.

Sudden footsteps are heard outside.

At this time, who will come?

"Niang Niang." It was Yang Shu's voice.

"Eunuch Yang, I'm a sinner now, not an empress." Lan Ling corrected her with a smile.

"In the hearts of slaves, the goddess will always be the goddess." Yang Shu knelt on the ground.

"Get up, it's so late, what's the matter?" Lan Ling asked.

"This is what the jailer took from the goddess when the goddess came in. The emperor asked the servants to bring it over to the goddess." Yang Shu said slowly.

Lan Ling paused, "He sent it over?"

"Yes." Poplar replied.

Lan Ling slowly came out from the tent, her body was wrapped in a large cyan prison coat, her face was white and transparent. The back of the head is tied with blue silk with satin.

Lan Ling saw that Gu Fan was still standing behind the poplar tree. He frowned slightly and looked at Lan Ling coldly.

When Yang Shu saw her coming out, her nose became sore and tears welled up.

She looked at the bright yellow satin the poplar placed on the ground: a delicate peach wood gourd, a death-free gold medal. These were seized by the jailers that day.

The Qingyun Token and the Heart Protecting Pill on her body were not searched that day. I don't know if the jailers didn't pay attention or someone explained it to her.

Lan Ling picked up the small gourd that she had rubbed countless times. It shone with a warm light. Lan Ling held it in the palm of her hand, touched it, and put it down.

"No, these are not my things. Eunuch Yang, take them back."

The little gourd was given to her by Ling Chen, and he also gave her the death-free gold medal.

At that time, she predicted that maybe she would die in his hands. He didn't believe it and gave her a gold medal to avoid death.

Gu Fan looked at her in astonishment, "Niangniang, this death-free gold medal is only two pieces! If you show it to everyone, you don't have to die..."

Lan Ling smiled, "Gu Fan, the gold medal can only save me once. My heart is dead, and life is meaningless, and it will make him live in trouble, why bother."

"But why? Don't you keep saying that living is meaningful?" Gu Fan asked.

"If Tian Ming didn't die, if Wen Heng didn't return to the palace, maybe, it's still possible." Lan Ling said lightly.

"You guys go back." After Lan Ling finished speaking, he slowly returned to the tent.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan looked at each other, Yang Shu took something and walked heavily.

Isn't this empress really afraid of death? The emperor has already made such concessions, what else can she do?

Not knowing how to get back to life, Yang Shu looked at Gu Fan with a frown.

Gu Fan's face was solemn.

This time, the emperor issued an imperial decree. The emperor was the most wise and ruthless man he had ever known. He was unequivocal and ruthless, but such a man could not kill Wen Heng.

So can he kill Lan Ling?

The torture of the heart. Gu Fan felt goosebumps all over his body.

She doesn't even want to use the death-avoidance gold medal. She really wants to die. How could she want to die? Such a fearless woman.

She's the only person he's ever seen who isn't afraid of the Emperor. She is also the only woman who regards the emperor as an ordinary man.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan returned to Gu Hua Xuan together.

The emperor is working on that batch of books. Watch them come in, look up at the poplar.

Yang Shu shivered and placed the things in his hands on the desk.

Ling Chen squinted at it.

"Niang Niang said she doesn't need it anymore..."

Ling Chen dropped the pen in his hand, and the black ink splashed on the bright yellow carpet, turning it into an ink painting.

He stood up, stepped out from behind the table, and stopped again, "Since she wants to die so badly, let's do it for her!"

The next day, the cold wave came. The weather was surprisingly cold.

Axiang brought a clean wool blanket from his residence early in the morning. He wanted to send it to the woman, but was stopped by the fat man.

The fat man is their head.

"Your mother wants to kill us, don't you know who she is? She is a repeat offender! The person who will die tomorrow, the last day, don't let anything happen." The fat man scolded A Xiang.

Axiang blushed and finally gave up.

Lan Ling heard footsteps outside, who could it be?

Purple red cloak embroidered with light red chrysanthemums, snow-white fox fur hat, pink face and jade face, beautiful and arrogant, it is Wen Heng, followed by the black and thin servant.

"Lan Ling, if you had left Lingchen earlier, how could you be today?" Wen Heng said regretfully.

Lan Ling leaned on the head of the bed, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you worry about coming here today?"

"I'm here to see you, and tomorrow you're on the road, I won't send it. Also, you are very tricky, he asked me to come and send you something, so you don't play tricks. Xiaoke, put it on for her. "

The chamberlain came in with a pair of fetters.

Lan Ling was surprised: "He asked you to do this?"

"Of course, it's not the first time you've escaped from the palace. It's good to be careful. It will hurt a little when you wear it, but it's only been a day, and it's over." Wen Heng said lightly.

Lan Ling sat up straight, her body still in the tent, her feet stretched out.

The shackles are heavy and have barbs on the chain.

The servant named Xiaoke whispered, "I'm offended."

Half-kneeling on the ground, the shackles were fastened to her ankles, and the barbs pierced through her ankles, oozing a circle of blood.

Lan Ling was clenching his teeth and sweating on his forehead.

Alright, so she doesn't have to worry about leaving.

"Lan Ling, you always feel that your love is selfless. You know that love itself is selfish. Two people who didn't know each other before are connected by love. I love him, and there must be something in return. It turns out that I won. He still loves me." Wen Heng said.

Lan Ling sneered, "You and I will never meet. Lan Ling does things for peace of mind. Don't forget one thing, everyone is not a fool."

When she finished speaking, she lay on the bed and stopped talking.

She shivered with ankle pain.

Wen Heng is gone.

The jailer is sitting in the outside room.

Today she was very quiet and did not sing. If it wasn't for her coughing, everyone would have wondered if she was dead.

The tent hangs there forever, and no one knows what's inside.

At dusk, it snowed.

Lan Ling sat in the tent, leaning against the quilt.

There are rustling sounds and crying outside.

"Who's there?" Lan Ling asked.

"Mother, it's me." Pearl's voice.

"Why are you here?" Lan Ling asked, she put down her feet from the bed with difficulty and walked out slowly.

"Niang Niang, I don't believe that you will fornicate with the enemy country, what's wrong?" Pearl cried and reached out to hold Lan Ling's hand.

"What are you doing at this time?" Lan Ling smiled and held her.

Pearl has gained some weight again, and her face has turned rosy.

"Niang, how can I help you? Do you want to escape? I can help."

"Escape?" Lan Ling looked at himself.

"No, I don't want to run away. I ran away for someone, and I don't have to do anything for him now. I'm dead, and maybe it's for him."

"But did you die like this? It's still the punishment of gouging out your heart. You and the emperor are very affectionate, why is it like this today?" Pearl was not reconciled.

"I have earned it in this life. I have tasted love, met you, and protected the people I want to protect. It is not a pity to leave like this." Lan Lingdao.

"However, you are pregnant, what about the child in your belly?"

Speaking of children, Lan Ling was sad. "How are you, King Rui helped you in?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes. He said that if you need him to help you out, he is willing to take the risk." Pearl said.

"Did you beg him?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes, I begged him, and he also said that the emperor was unfair to you. If Wen Heng was like that, he could let her go, but you will suffer the death penalty."

Lan Ling smiled. "King Rui treats you better than before. Pearl, cherish it, why don't you have a child yet?" She rolled up her wrist and tried her pulse.

Looking at her in surprise, "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes." Pearl said. "I didn't expect it either."

"Okay, you have a child, Wen Heng is devoted to the emperor, and Prince Rui should give up." Lan Ling said.

"Well, he doesn't treat Wen Heng like he used to. Recently, he always said that Wen Heng has changed. He really wants to help you. If you want to escape, he will find a way." Pearl said.

"No need, tomorrow will be executed. Don't implicate everyone any more. It is enough to keep the girls and servants in Wangyou Palace from being implicated. You are fine." Lan Ling is very grateful to Pearl.

"Go back. You had a miscarriage last time, and it was not suitable for you to conceive again. Now that you are pregnant again, you must cherish it. This is a prison, and the yin is too heavy. Go away. I don't want to look like I am now. Goodbye." Lan Ling chased Pearl away.

Pearl walked away in tears.

The prison is quiet again.

A lot of things, people around me are often more nervous than I am. Lan Ling lay there quietly, she ate a heart-protecting pill, and Qingyun Ling was tightly attached to the bottom of her heart, which was gentle and made her feel at ease.

It's snowing more and more outside.

Lan Ling eats very little at night.

Ah Xiang has already got off work, but has not left. Today's night shift is that fat man and two other people, Lian Fang and Lian Cheng, two brothers.

He just occasionally heard the fat man and the two talking sneakily, and the smile on his face was ambiguous.

"It's time for us to be on duty, why hasn't Ah Xiang left?" Fatty asked Ah Xiang.

"What are you doing? Who are you talking about?" Xiang asked directly.

"Why, you also count as one?" Fatty asked.

"Do what?" Xiang asked.

"That woman, the emperor's woman, is going to die tomorrow, would you like to have a taste?" Fatty lowered his voice, his eyes and nose squinted into a ball, and he couldn't help pinching his hands, as if he was holding some treasure.

"Don't you want to live?" Ah Xiang said.

"Tomorrow she will die. Even if the woman in this palace goes to the sky when she is favored, if she loses her power, as long as the emperor doesn't want to see her, she will never be able to turn over. How about it, together?" Fatty smiled. ask.

"There are still people visiting the prison today. No, you are not allowed to mess around!" A Xiang was angry.

"Even if she dies today, no one will intervene. Let's just say she's sick and dead! What's the matter with you kid, you're so old, have you tasted the taste of a woman?" The fat man laughed at him.

"She used to be the emperor's woman! I don't believe you don't want to!" Fatty punched him.

She coughed softly from the cell.

Xiang seemed to see her under him. With her delicate skin, graceful waist, and rosy mouth, Ah Xiang couldn't help shaking his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt strangely warm in his heart.