The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

Chapter 47

Inside the imperial palace.

The ninth edict had already come down, but countless monks were still trembling.

Some of them couldn't even stand upright, and just sat down on the ground.

All the monks who witnessed this decree today witnessed a huge wave that was enough to be recorded in the history of Qingzhou monks.

There is no one before this, and there will be no one in the future.

Those Daqin monks from the Eastern Wasteland were also holding on to the mast of the spirit boat with their hands, unable to stabilize their bodies.

It was just now that the Qing Emperor gave them the prestige to dismount.

Even with their cultivation base and knowledge at the pinnacle of the great saints, they couldn't help trembling and couldn't speak for a long time.

……

within the screen.

As the light dissipated, everything returned to calm again.

The spirit induction was over, but Lin Yuan was still lying on the ground and hadn't regained consciousness.

The screen flickered, and another few days passed.

It stands to reason that monsters and beasts are rampant in the ancient restricted area, and there are even countless bloodthirsty beasts among them.

But Lin Yuan, who fell into a coma, was still safe and sound even though he was unable to move.

Because every monster approaching here would be scared to the ground by the inexplicable aura emanating from him.

Lie on the ground shivering, howled and backed away, not daring to get any closer.

The screen turns.

The early sun is thin and dark, and the dust and haze are scattered.

In the ancient restricted area, another morning came.

In the screen, there were suddenly several noisy voices from far to near, as well as the sound of carriages and horses.

"Look, there... is there a person lying there?" Someone exclaimed.

"It seems to be true, you two go over and have a look, be careful."

Following another mighty voice, two guards dressed in iron armor with the word "Qin" printed on them and holding golden daggers appeared beside Lin Yuan.

The two checked his breath.

"There's a lot of blood on his body. Could it be that this person was bitten to death by a monster?"

Seeing Lin Yuan's terrifying appearance covered in blood, one of the guards was startled and took a few steps back in panic.

"Don't scare yourself, I think he still has breath."

Another guard moved his hand to the tip of Lin Yuan's nose, and after confirming that it was correct, he immediately shouted back:

"General Qin Shou is a comatose qi refining cultivator with blood all over his body. I don't know what happened."

"A Qi Refining Cultivator?"

The man called General Qin Shou by the guards appears in the picture driving a magnificent troika.

Alongside the carriage, there were several rows of guards with guns in uniform.

At first glance, the total number of people seems to be nearly a hundred.

Through the curtains of the carriage, one can vaguely see a still and exquisite figure sitting in it.

Qin Shou got off his horse and stood still in front of Lin Yuan.

"Probably a monk who also came to the restricted area to hunt for treasure and lost his way. Leave this person alone and continue on the road. The more important thing is to look for the Undead Spring."

He glanced down at Lin Yuan, then withdrew his disgusted gaze.

"General Qin, this ancient restricted area is so dangerous, since you are lucky enough to meet him, let's take him with you."

A female voice sounded from inside the carriage.

"You put him in the carriage, don't try to save him."

Hearing the pleasant sound like the sound of a clear spring, all the monks looked at Qin Zhimu on the spirit boat.

Although the female voice just now cannot be said to be exactly the same, it is definitely the voice of Empress Zhimu.

Unexpectedly, she and Qingdi met by chance in the remote ancient restricted area like this.

If at this time, she didn't show kindness and take Lin Yuan away.

Wouldn't there be so many twists and turns in the future, and the love won't be taken away by the Qing Emperor?

But in this life, he and the prince of the Yan Kingdom raised eyebrows and played harmoniously.

It can be said that it was her act of kindness at this moment that ruined her entire life.

Witnessing the scene of the first encounter with Emperor Qing again, Qin Zhimu, who must have made his life miserable by him, will regret it immensely.

But everyone found that Qin Zhimu's reaction at the moment was quite different from what they had expected.

There was no emotion in her eyes.

Even when he first looked at the copper coffin, he couldn't see the hatred full of it.

It's a kind of bewilderment, a kind of bewilderment.

It's like you don't remember these pictures at all.

Dai's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her white teeth were biting lightly. She was obviously enduring some painful expression, recalling something.

People were suspicious.

Could it be that time has passed so long that Empress Zhimu forgot what happened when she first met Lin Yuan?

"But the princess..."

The sound on the screen brought everyone back to their thoughts.

"This man is covered in muddy water, bloodstains all over, dirty and dirty."

Qin Shou's tone was disgusted.

"It's a trivial matter to get the car dirty, but I'm afraid it will dirty your eyes."

"It's okay, you can put him up. It feels so pitiful to hear your description."

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"Both of you, move him into the car, hurry up and get on the road, don't get dirty."

After Qin Shou finished speaking, he got on his horse and looked ahead, not wanting to look at Lin Yuan again.

The two guards responded, and together they carried Lin Yuan into the carriage.

The group continued on their way.

The screen turns.

Inside the antique carriage.

Everyone saw Qin Zhimu who was still a young girl at a glance, and they were amazed.

Her long hair is like a waterfall, her skin is as white as snow, her figure is graceful and charming, and her body is graceful and indescribable.

Just sitting in the carriage, there is a state of being out of dust like a dream.

Even compared with the emperor and empress, there are a few things that can be said to be comparable.

With such a breathtaking beauty like a fairy, everyone can't help but call the word "fairy" in their hearts.

It was in stark contrast to Lin Yuan who was lying in the carriage covered in dirt.

But Qin Zhimu obviously has the beauty of a fairy, but she doesn't have the arrogance that a fairy should have.

She looked at Lin Yuan, who was covered in filth, without any disgust in her beautiful eyes.

On the contrary, one can see a kind of pity in the eyes.

She half knelt down and took off a red gauze kerchief hanging around her waist.

The gurgling water flowed out from Qin Zhimu's fingers.

The pair of white and soft eyes with slightly translucent blue veins moved carefully on Lin Yuan's blood-stained face.

Little by little, she wiped the blood off his face very carefully and gently.

The gentle movements and gestures made all the male monks watching the picture wish that they were the ones who fainted in the carriage.

Really envious and jealous.

After a while, the blood on Lin Yuan's face was wiped clean by Qin Zhimu.

Revealing that elegant and handsome extraordinary appearance.

Qin Zhimu's beautiful eyes widened immediately, and she raised her hand to cover her lips in disbelief, unable to take her eyes off Lin Yuan's face.

Because Lin Yuan's appearance is too extraordinary.

Just like the banished immortal in the picture scroll, it is peerless and refined.

No, not even the picture scroll can describe the appearance on his face and the temperament revealed.

The kind of appearance that should only be in the sky.

That kind of dangerous temperament, that kind of fairy spirit that cannot be described in words.

Enough to make everything around him dim.

To be honest, there is such an appearance that even men can feel jealous and feel ashamed.

Let me ask you, is there any woman in this world who doesn't love her heart, and is deeply involved in it.

……

Dear Yanzu, I wrote it exactly like you.

I don’t know if you have written one ten-thousandth of your handsomeness?

Chapter 48 The Dead Empress Zhimu

Fairy.

It's so fairy.

Qin Zhimu's eyes could no longer move away from Lin Yuan's face.

She never imagined that the young man she accidentally rescued in the ancient forbidden zone would be so extraordinary, like a banished immortal.

Even her prince brothers who are admired by countless women.

Even if it was the prince of Yan Dynasty whom she had met once.

Even if it was any man she had ever seen in her life.

Even any man known as a dragon among men.

It's not as good as the young man in front of him.

This boy is absolutely extraordinary.

Qin Zhimu thought so in his heart.

But why is he comatose in this desolate restricted area of ​​the [-] mountains, and his whole body is covered in blood.

Who is he?

What happened to turn into such a miserable appearance?

Qin Zhimu really wanted to know, to know the identity and past of the mysterious boy in front of him.

She slowly came back to her senses, bit by bit peeled off the blood-stained rags that were stuck to Lin Yuan's upper body, and continued to wipe gently.

Wipe his bloodstained neck, shoulders, and chest clean.

Lin Yuan's chest rose and fell with his slow and steady breathing.