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

It's like living inside a lion that can get angry at any time, silently looking at the world with its eyes.

Seeing Lin Yuan turning his back and leading the horse away, Qin Zhimu took a deep breath.

Yesterday, he said very casually in a heavy yet relieved tone: "A lot has happened."

At that time she could not understand the meaning of this sentence.

But now, after just a day of contact, she seemed to understand the weight contained in this sentence.

Qin Zhimu cares very much now, cares about the past of this young man all the way.

Moreover, this was also the first time in her life that she felt humbled in her heart towards a man of the same age.

She is a princess, a princess of the Qin Dynasty who is highly regarded and respected.

She has seen and faced countless talented youngsters who are known as the pride of heaven.

But none of those people gave her the slightest sense of inferiority.

But now, facing this young man who is only in the Qi Refining Realm, she has a sense of humbleness that is not worthy of him at all.

A deep sense of humility.

Just when Qin Zhimu was mourning, Lin Yuan had already brought the carriage over.

The carriage had been smashed by the broken rocks from the golden turtle, and it was full of holes. Although it looked dilapidated, it was still usable.

"Come on," Lin Yuan got on his horse and said with a smile, "How can Qin Chao go? I still need the princess to lead the way."

Qin Zhimu nodded slightly, stepped on the car, and sat beside Lin Yuan.

The carriage creaked and kicked up dust all the way, clanging.

"Mr. Lin, from here to the nearest border gate of the Qin Dynasty, even if the journey is non-stop, it will take several days."

On the bumpy carriage, Qin Zhimu looked at Lin Yuan beside him who was concentrating on riding his horse and raising his whip, and smiled slightly:

"It's been a long journey, and it's very boring. Can I tell you your story?"

"my story?"

Lin Yuan looked ahead and shrugged.

"It's okay to tell you, but..."

"Just, what?"

Hearing that Lin Yuan did not refuse his request, Qin Zhimu smiled knowingly and became interested.

"If I say that I used to be a monk in the real spirit realm, would you believe it or not?" Lin Yuan said directly.

Hearing this, Qin Zhimu shook his head as he expected.

"I haven't even heard of it. There is no one in this world who practices more and more regresses."

"But since you say so, I'm still willing to believe it."

"A lot of things must have happened."

Qin Zhimu turned around.

"It's just a retreat in cultivation, won't your Dao heart be frustrated by it?"

She wanted to know why Lin Yuan looked so calm at all times.

"Dao Xin? Frustrated? Hehe..."

Lin Yuan repeated a sentence, hehe smiled.

"A visit to Taoism in this life is nothing more than reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles."

"Swing another million punches, and strike another ten thousand swords."

"Even if there is no sunny day ahead."

On the ancient road, the young man raised his whip and pointed eastward, laughing heartily.

"Let's face the wind and rain, the road is long."

……

The monks quietly watched the screen flash by without making a sound for a long time.

Why do you cultivate spirituality and Taoism? The words Qingdi said were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Even if the realm goes backwards, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles are restrained by him, it can't frustrate his Dao heart.

It is not without reason that he can achieve a great cause and ascend to the throne.

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Chapter 57 Atmosphere, ambiguous

On the copper coffin, images kept flashing.

Lin Yuan didn't stop all the way, he swung his whip and urged the horse, and finally landed in a small village called Shihao Village before midnight.

This is barely considered to have entered the territory of the Qin Dynasty.

It's just that it will take a few more days to arrive at the Yecheng that Qin Zhimu mentioned, a border town closest to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Qin Dynasty.

It was late at night, and every house was quietly silent.

In the whole village, there is only one low and old house with light, and the owner of the house has not rested yet.

Lin Yuan tied up his horse, knocked on the firewood gate outside the house, and shouted to the thatched house inside the fence:

"Is anyone there? We are passing by, can we stay here for one night?"

"I'm coming."

There was a dry response from inside the hut.

Listening to the tone, it was an elderly woman who didn't know why she didn't fall asleep so late.

With the sound of crutches knocking on the ground, a rickety old woman walked out of the hut tremblingly and opened the chaimen.

"It's so late, why are you still on your way?"

The old woman raised her cloudy eyes, glanced at Lin Yuan and Qin Zhimu, then turned and walked towards the hut.

"The house is simple and there is only one vacant room. If you don't dislike it, you two can squeeze together."

a room?

couple?

Hearing what the old woman said, Qin Zhimu immediately raised his hands and said in a panic:

"Mother-in-law, you misunderstood, we are not a couple, and we don't mind the simple ones, as long as we have a place to rest."

"Oh, you two don't mind."

The old woman seemed to be deaf, and responded as she walked.

"It's fine if you don't mind, it's fine if you don't mind."

"Grandma, no...it's not...that's what you think..."

Qin Zhimu swallowed the words again, and probably couldn't explain it to the old woman.

She secretly turned her head and glanced at Lin Yuan out of the corner of her eye, only to find that his expression was calm, with no trace of embarrassment.

But the lonely man and the widow live in the same room...

The images that flashed through his mind made Qin Zhimu's heart beat faster, and a very attractive blush appeared on his cheeks.

"We don't mind, please trouble mother-in-law." Lin Yuan thanked, and shouted to Qin Zhimu, who was still in a daze beside him: "Princess, what are you thinking about standing there?"

"Aren't you tired after driving all day? Let's go."

After speaking, he took the lead.

Being woken up by Lin Yuan, Qin Zhimu shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the image in his mind away.

She took small steps and followed Lin Yuan carefully.

That way, it looks like a young couple who are away from home and seek accommodation.

Seeing such a scene, the monks couldn't help but breathe a little harder.

Not right, really not right.

From the first encounter with Emperor Qing, Empress Zhimu in her girlhood, whether it was the way she looked at Emperor Qing, her feelings towards Emperor Qing, or her relationship with Emperor Qing, seemed to be...

There is an ambiguous meaning that is unclear and unclear.

If those strange performances and behaviors before, it can be said that she was deceived and captured by Qingdi's celestial appearance.

But the one in front of him, following behind the young Emperor Qing, looks like a little girl.

And knowing that you want to be alone in a room, but you still want to continue the behavior, this can no longer be said to be deceived.

This clearly shows that he has a far more favorable opinion of Emperor Qing than others.

May I ask which girl who has never left her boudoir would be willing to share a room with a man of the same age who has only been together for a day?

What's more, her status is still a princess, so she has to care about her own reputation.

No matter how upright Emperor Qing is, he won't do anything to her.

But if the news of spending the night alone with the man gets out, it won't affect her status in the slightest.

Moreover, when did she make an engagement with Prince Yan?

If the marriage contract had already been made, it would be extremely disrespectful to Crown Prince Yan.

But if it has not been decided at this time, this kind of atmosphere that anyone can experience personally is really...

Ambiguous, too ambiguous.

On the spirit boat, those Daqin elders who witnessed the scene all clenched their fists.

The faces looked stiffer and more embarrassing than the other.

Let them hold their old bones, and now looking at the picture on the copper coffin, they can't help but want to find a hole in the ground and go straight in.

Shame, really shame.

This is directly throwing face in front of the monks in the world.

The Great Qin Empress they are loyal to is the Empress Zhimu who is the mother of the world.

Unexpectedly, when he was young, he didn't care about his own reputation so much, and wanted to commit himself to being in the same room with a boy he just met in the middle of the night.

And that young man is still Emperor Qing.

It's better to turn their Great Qin into a mess, the Qing Emperor who killed King Qin Xiang and the prince.

The faces of these Daqin elders can only be described as ugly.

From the very beginning, Qin Zhimu secretly touched Lin Yuan while no one was around.

And then sitting in the carriage, watching Lin Yuan beside him tell the story with winking eyes, she was like a young girl with a heart.

Up to now, it has become even worse, and the lonely man and the widow are living in the same room.

Their faces were slightly darkened by the exposure of the copper coffin.

Came all the way to Zhongtian Sanctuary, just to embarrass him in public?

It can be said that these elders of Daqin have suffered unspeakably.

As for Qin Zhimu, who was standing behind the group of Great Qin Elders, it was even more unexpected that she was so indiscreet when she was a girl.

To be willing to have such an intimate relationship with the murderer who killed the one he loved.

This made her purse her lips tightly, making her whole body tremble slightly.

Can not accept.

within the screen.

Lin Yuan and Qin Zhimu followed the old woman into the hut.