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

The little eunuch pointed at the loess under the acacia tree.

Lu Lingchuan was angry, "Bold slave, how dare you curse my concubine!"

The young eunuch in green smiled and said, "Your Majesty is really old. Have you forgotten that thirty years ago, you personally gave the concubine poisonous wine because she disobeyed the Queen Mother?"

"After Shen Yao's death, His Majesty did not canonize the concubine again."

"So your Majesty asked the servant where the imperial concubine was, and the imperial concubine was naturally buried in the soil."

After the little eunuch finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the palace door.

On the vast snowy ground, Lu Lingchuan couldn't think of anything.

He drew out his sword and dug frantically under the albizia tree. He just wanted to see if there were any slender bones under the ground.

The soil was frozen hard.

And the snow was falling, getting more and more urgent.

The Longquan sword that Lu Lingchuan had worn all his life and was as sharp as iron was getting old with him.

After touching the frozen soil, the sword instantly shattered into a pile of scrap metal.

"Father."

"Father."

Many young people with vague faces and rich clothes, both men and women, were calling him.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty."

A group of charming women were lying at his feet calling him, and a group of upright ministers in purple round collar robes, holding wat tablets, surrounded him.

"Your Majesty, you are in a nightmare!"

Seeing a layer of sweat on Lu Lingchuan's forehead, his eyebrows furrowed in pain.

Wang Dafu quickly shook his body to wake him up from his dream.

"Dafu, I had a nightmare."

After waking up, Lu Lingchuan's face was pale and he was still frightened.

The normally arrogant emperor was made very depressed by a vivid dream.

In the dream, he became a holy king, surrounded by his children, beauties, and loyal ministers.

In the dream, the Queen Mother died. Wang Dafu also died.

As for Shen Yao, he personally gave him death in the 21st year of Xihe.

Lu Lingchuan pinched his forehead hard and sat up slowly.

He asked Wang Dafu, "On weekdays, am I cruel to you?"

"Your Majesty is a holy king, but he also cares about his slaves."

Wang Dafu said flatteringly, his little eyes shining.

If the emperor hadn't turned a blind eye to his actions on weekdays. How could he save so much money?

"Then I'm not treating the noble concubine well?" Lu Lingchuan asked again.

Wang Dafu said helplessly, "Your Majesty, do you want this slave to tell the truth?"

Lu Lingchuan stretched out his foot, pointed at Wang Dafu's butt, and kicked it out.

But thinking about what he had just asked, he quickly took his feet back.

"Your Majesty was very kind to your empress, but the past few days have been bad, very bad."

After Wang Dafu finished speaking, he raised his butt high in the air and said, "Your Majesty, kick it!"

"never mind!"

Lu Lingchuan instantly felt bored.

He gradually regained his consciousness, and then he remembered everything about how distant and indifferent he was from Shen Yao.

"Go and bring the imperial concubine."

Lu Lingchuan ordered.

At this moment, he really wanted to see Shen Yao. He wanted to make sure that Shen Yao was still alive and well, and not the small pile of loess under the acacia tree in his dream.

Soon, Shen Yao came with the palace maid who used to deliver soup.

Today, she is wearing a lotus-colored fairy dress with wide sleeves and a snake bun. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are full of autumn water, her figure is graceful, and she is as beautiful as ever.

His eyebrows were as deserted and distant as ever.

"I send my regards to Your Majesty!"

After entering the south study room, Shen Yao saluted Lu Lingchuan and asked the palace maid to go out.

She opened the lid of the stew pot and wanted to finish the soup and then run away.

"That's it!"

Lu Lingchuan stopped him.

The person in front of her looked at her blankly, with a pair of moist eyes filled with confusion.

He raised his arm, trying to smooth her slightly frowned eyebrows.

Seeing Lu Lingchuan reaching out, Shen Yao instinctively shrank.

The outstretched hand dropped weakly, and the corners of Lu Lingchuan's lips curved into a bitter smile.

"Concubine, are you afraid of me?"

Shen Yao said nothing, but her twinkling eyes and the look of wanting to run away at any moment said everything.

She thought to herself, this dog emperor really knew what he was asking.

He was moody and cold, how could she not be afraid of him?

"Concubine, please go and report back to the Queen Mother. Just say that I have drunk the soup."

Lu Lingchuan raised his hand and poured the soup from the stew pot into the cedar potted plant on the shelf.

After he finished speaking calmly, he lowered his eyes and looked at the memorial spread out on the document, waved his hand, and gave the order to expel the guest.

As soon as Shen Yao walked away, he called Wang Dafu.

"Send someone to Qin Tian Prison and tell Chun Yushun to come see me!"

In the dream, Shen Yao died in the 21st year of Xihe, which was one year later.

A dream separated thirty years of life and death between her and him.

If he really killed her with his own hands, then she also knew what happened a year later. Then it would not be difficult to explain why Shen Yao is avoiding her now, afraid of her, and rejecting him?

But, is this dream real?

Shen Yao will also have the same dream, do you still believe it?

Lu Lingchuan supported his forehead with his hands and sat beside the dragon table.

"His Majesty!"

When Lu Lingchuan heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw Chun Yushun, standing respectfully three feet away from the document.

"Chunyu, I dreamed about what happened thirty years later. Do you think everything I dreamed about is what will happen in the future?"

Lu Lingchuan did not tell what he was dreaming about.

"Your Majesty, you are just thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night."

Chunyu Shun took a look at the emperor's face. It was green with white in it, which was obviously due to overthinking and overwork on writing documents.

He cupped his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body."

"You mean everything in my dream is false?" Lu Lingchuan asked.

"Rong Chen will make a prediction for Your Majesty!"

After Chunyushun finished speaking, he took out three copper plates from his belt.

He muttered something, and then he threw three coppers high.

The copper plates flew up in the air and landed on the red carpet. Lu Lingchuan looked over and saw one copper plate facing up and two facing down.

"What's the meaning of this hexagram?" Lu Lingchuan asked.

Chun Yushun twirled his beautiful beard under his chin and replied, "This hexagram has two yin and one yang. The starting hexagram is southeast. The starting hexagram is Li Yue Shen Ri Shen in the Xinchou year. His Majesty was born in the Yin year..."

Chun Yushun's tense face relaxed instantly, "Qian is the hexagram of the sky, which is a sign that a trapped dragon will get water.

"The trapped dragon will have good luck when he gets water, and he can't help but feel happy. All his wishes will go as he wishes, and his fortune will gradually increase."

Lu Lingchuan was puzzled, "Please Chunyu Jianzheng to clear up my doubts!"

Chun Yushun raised his hand and said, "As long as your majesty follows the trend of the times and is in harmony with the light, you will definitely have good fortune!"

Lu Lingchuan asked, "Do you have any clues about the demon star you tracked down last time?"

"The demon star fell into the palace, causing a fire in Changxin Palace, but it was also a blessing in disguise, and it burned away part of the disaster."

"Now that the demon star has escaped to the northwest, I'm afraid there will be wars on the border!"

"My homeland in the northwest was lost to the hands of the former Emperor Li. It has always been a worry for me."

Lu Lingchuan said proudly, "I am also prepared to wait for the Queen Mother to recover my homeland in the northwest!"

Recovering the northwest is in line with his dream of unifying the world and bringing the world back to its center.

Chunyu Shun knelt down before the emperor,

He said loudly, "The past cannot be pursued, but the future can still be anticipated. Your Majesty will definitely win this battle!"

Lu Lingchuan raised his long eyebrows and felt relieved, no longer trapped by the dream he just had.

He also secretly made up his mind that he not only wanted to regain his homeland in the northwest, but also captured the heart of his beloved woman again.

He is a real man, he has both kingdom and beauty!