Rebirth: The imperial concubine is no longer jealous, and the emperor panics

Before, Shen Yao led people to surround Tai'an, and now the emperor led people to surround her.

The sword was so heavy that she could hardly lift it, and her arms were so sore and painful.

Alas, if she had known better, she would not have put this broken iron frame around her neck.

Shen Yao opened her mouth and breathed heavily.

She really couldn't hold on any longer.

So he secretly moved towards Chun Nong, blinking his big eyes and giving constant hints.

After all, she was the person who had been with Shen Yao since she was a child. Chun Nong instantly understood her embarrassing situation.

"My poor lady, I will always follow you."

Chun Nong wiped the corners of her eyes, stretched out her arms and hugged her,

Shen Yao quickly came over from Shan Ruliu. Although she had borrowed some strength from her body, her fingers still held the hilt of the sword.

"Yao'er, put down your sword and say what you have to say!"

Lu Lingchuan begged.

At this moment, the cold iron tempered with cold light was placed on Shen Yao's neck, only a few inches away from her thin and white throat.

At the thought of losing Shen Yao, his hands hidden in the darkness clenched into fists and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Yao'er!"

Lu Lingchuan's sad call came to her ears again, but she still didn't hear it.

"My dear concubine, I beg you, please put down your sword quickly."

Wang Dafu kept kowtowing to Shen Yao, "Your Majesty will feel so sorry for hurting you."

"Feeling distressed?" Shen Yao smiled "haha" and said nothing.

Lu Lingchuan covered his heart, where there was a twitching. The stubborn little man in front of him turned his head and didn't even look at him.

"Go and see, where is Mr. Shen?"

Unable to be fierce and graceful, Lu Lingchuan's sharp eyes, carrying the intimidation of an emperor, swept over the other people in the courtyard like a gust of wind.

A tall Imperial Guard knelt on one knee and reported back.

"Back to Your Majesty, General Jinwu rode in person to invite Master Shen. At this time, the sedan chair has already passed the Meridian Gate. It will take about half an hour."

By this time, the fire had dimmed. The charred wood from the broken walls was emitting black smoke, and the huge beams were burned into charcoal, making a burning "beeping" sound.

"Yao'er, put down your sword. I have many things to say to you."

Lu Lingchuan looked sadly at Shen Yao with an indifferent expression.

"Your Majesty, please be patient. Wait until dad comes and punish me in front of him."

There was a sad smile on Shen Yao's lips.

She repeatedly scolded Lu Lingchuan for being her natural enemy.

He looked heartbroken, and Shen Yao didn't know how sincere he was. The Queen Mother's relaxed expression probably meant that she wished she could wipe her neck quickly.

"When did I say that I would punish you?"

Lu Lingchuan clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles crackled.

Ever since he heard the news about the leak of Changxin Palace, his whole body was tense and he never relaxed for a moment.

As an emperor, even when Mount Tai collapsed, he never changed his expression. But at this time, he could only watch the love between the two pass by, and his whole body was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

What kind of emperor controls the world? He can't even protect his beloved woman. How ridiculous!

"Your Majesty, you are injured. Let your servants serve you."

Wang Dafu said cautiously, leading two imperial doctors behind him.

Lu Lingchuan was barefoot and only wore a snow-white shirt. His handsome face was filled with fierce anger, and he was still indulged in inexplicable complex emotions.

He waved his hand, "I'm fine."

"Your Majesty, please quickly ask the doctors to take a look at the injury on your foot."

The Queen Mother's face was full of worry for her son. Tonight, the emperor was so out of sorts, and something in her heart sank again.

The Queen Mother spoke, and Lu Lingchuan sat on a broken chair brought by the young eunuch. There were several cuts on the soles of his feet and blood oozed from them.

"Your Majesty, please bear with it for a while, it will hurt a little." The imperial doctor knelt down at his feet, removed the sawdust from the wound, washed the dust from the wound with wine, and then wrapped it with gold wound medicine.

Lu Lingchuan didn't even frown and ordered in a deep voice, "Wang Dafu, take the people from Changxin Palace down and question them one by one. I want to know what happened tonight."

Yes, why did all this happen?

"Don't take my people!" Shen Yao screamed sharply, "If you want to interrogate, right here!"

For a moment, her little face turned pale, and images of people around her being tortured to death appeared in front of her eyes.

Lu Lingchuan looked at her blankly.

Shen Yao's sudden change frightened him.

The fear spread endlessly, and at this moment, it was about to swallow him up.

In a daze, it seemed that he would be separated from Shen Yao forever in the next second, and it seemed that he had actually experienced such a heart-wrenching feeling.

"The imperial concubine has behaved inappropriately," the Queen Mother said coldly.

It was clearly this woman who was going to die tonight, and it was his fault that his confused son couldn't see clearly.

Lu Lingchuan interrupted the Queen Mother's rebuke, "Mother, it's cold at night, please send someone to take you back."

"Emperor!" the Queen Mother said angrily, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Queen Mother, please!"

Wang Dafu shook his head. The imperial concubine was so domineering tonight that she took care of Tai'an, which also gave him a bad breath.

The Queen Mother stamped her feet and took the eunuchs from Cining Palace with her, who left with hatred.

Seeing the Queen Mother leaving, Shen Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just wait for her father to come later and support her.

She couldn't swallow the breath of being raped for no reason tonight.

Since Lu Lingchuan was so mediocre, he was so confused by Bai Wanzhu. Then she would ask her father to take her out of the palace and send her to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to purify her heart.

Since the Queen can live a good year there, she can too.

But eating fast and chanting Buddha's name is boring, so she should find a chance to escape.

Fleeing to the south of the Yangtze River, where the spring water was greener than the sky, she would paint boats and listen to the rain and sleep every day.

"Bring a chair to the imperial concubine." Lu Lingchuan ordered in a deep voice, "make another pot of Mingqian Longjing."

Wang Dafu did everything properly, and soon, in addition to a carved back chair, a small low table was placed in front of Shen Yao. Tea and snacks were placed on it.

Shen Yao changed his hand and raised the sword, then sat on the chair. Chun Nong covered her with half of his body, gave her a cup of tea, and then twisted a piece of pastry into her mouth.

When Taifu Shen got off the sedan, his legs were weak and he stumbled all the way under the leadership of the eunuch.

During this period, rumors of the imperial concubine falling out of favor were rampant in the former harem. When he received the news that the emperor invited him to the palace in the middle of the night, his eyebrows jumped and Taifu Shen had a bad feeling.

How big of a deal is it that would allow him to enter the harem where the concubines live late at night.

Stepping into Changxin Palace, he couldn't believe what he saw. You can smell the smell of scorched earth and rubble in your mouth and nose, and half of the Changxin Palace burned down.

And his precious daughter, Chun Nong, was kneeling in front of her, with a sword on her neck.

"Yao'er." He called out distressedly.

He quickly bowed his hands to the emperor as a gift and walked straight to Shen Yao.

Shen Yao held a gleaming sword in his hand, which was already placed on his neck.

He was still chewing half a piece of honey fusu naihua in his mouth.

Mrs. Shen took a look at his daughter's eating appearance. She really didn't look like someone who was looking for life and death.