Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

The fifteenth of this month has just passed, and there are still 25 days until the fifteenth of next month.He also said that the night of the full moon is the time when the yin energy in the world is the heaviest and the ghost power is the strongest, and it is Xie Zhan's only chance to escape the bondage.This is also the reason why Song Yan could see him when the moonlight was at its peak last night.

He has never met Wanqing, but he feels a peaceful and clean atmosphere from Wanqing, so he chooses to believe him.At such a time, he also lost the strength to doubt, and the worst outcome would be nothing more than a loss of consciousness.

Jade nourishes the soul, Xie Zhan's soul and the jade pendant are originally one.And every day, whether it is eating or sleeping, whether it is morning or reviewing memorials, Huan Lin holds the jade pendant tightly in his hands, like a stubborn child holding a favorite toy, and therefore, Xie Zhan and him are almost inseparable Inseparable.

Getting along day and night, Xie Zhan is not a dull person, so he soon noticed something.Perhaps, when Huan Lin's tears fell on the jade pendant, and he choked up and called out the word "Azhan", he had already noticed it.

However, when those words came out of Huan Lin's mouth, he still felt ridiculous.

Huan Lin changed from his gentleness when he first ascended the throne, and almost acted vigorously. He first seized He Yong's military power, and then promoted Lu Qingtong's elder brother. Song Yan never said a word from the beginning to the end of this matter.The gentry have always been happy to see the success of the battle between generals.The [-] military power fell into the hands of He Yong, and it was no different from that of the Lu family.And compared to He Yong's domineering and unscrupulous, the newly appointed Ting Wei who is lame and the general who conquers the West looks much easier to deal with.

However, for the queen, it was almost a bolt from the blue.

When the emperor said that he wanted to choose the fourth concubine, she knew that she had fallen out of favor.From the day she chose to enter the palace, she had no choice.She originally wanted to be his most beloved woman, the most respected woman in the world, but when she had no choice but to give up the former, the latter became her only life-saving straw.However, all she can rely on now is the power of her mother's family. Her elder brother has been taken away from power, and she may not even be able to keep the latter.

With nothing left, this is a nightmare for He Jin.

When the emperor came down, the queen couldn't bear it anymore and went directly to the emperor's temporary bedroom.She didn't put on her hair, her hair was simply coiled up, and she only wore a black cloak. She knelt straight at the door of the bedroom, exposed to the scorching sun, and I felt pity for her appearance.

However, she wants to make people who see her dismissive of her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is busy, so you should go back first." Li Deqing said earnestly.

He Jin didn't look at him, and knelt there persistently. When the moon set in the west, the emperor finally summoned her.

The emperor and empress, who had been rumored to be deeply in love, were strangers than strangers when they met again.Before He Jin could speak, tears fell down her cheeks. She was originally an extremely beautiful woman, and she cried like a pear blossom with rain.

Huan Lin sat there, clutching the jade pendant tightly in his hands, looking out of the window, looking absent-minded, leaving He Jin with only a sharp side face.

He Jin's heart was getting colder and colder, no matter how hard she cried, she couldn't catch a glance from him.He Jin stopped crying suddenly, and said in a low voice: "I have known Your Majesty for seven years. Your Majesty has saved my life, and I have nothing to repay you. For these seven years, Your Majesty has come here in a rain of blood. , Ascended to today's position, courtiers and concubines are useless, they can't share His Majesty's worries, the only thing they can do is to be by His Majesty's side."

That year, on the Qin-Jin border, there was still war and chaos. Huan Lin was young and energetic, and quietly sneaked into the Qin land with a few riders to attack. When he left, he happened to meet the He brothers and sisters who were caught in the chaos.

He Jin always remembered that the man in battle armor and holding a long sword pulled her out of the muddy blood like a god.She took another look, thinking that peach blossoms would bloom in her world from then on, but she didn't expect that it was because of that one look that she fell into an unattainable dream.

"The concubine is useless, the clothes she sewed for His Majesty can only withstand the cold for a while, the food she cooks is not as good as that of a peasant woman, and she has not given birth to a son and a half for His Majesty. Thinking about it this way, the concubine is ashamed."

He Jin is smart, taking retreat as an advance, talking about his own mistakes, but actually mentioning old love, but wanting to arouse Huan Rin's compassion.

Xie Zhan found a place to sit down, and watched such a good show from the sidelines.

"You killed my Azhan."

Xie Zhan suddenly lost the mood to watch the show.

Huan Lin only said one word, but He Jin's voice stopped abruptly, all the words were stuck in his throat, his heart became cold, and his little face completely lost its color.

Her brother was wrong, the living can never compete with the dead.

What's more, Huan Lin doesn't love her at all.If it wasn't for General Huan's intention, she would never have had the chance to stay by his side.

She thought she would kill him, so she pulled out the last threat. In time, he would definitely fall in love with her, and she would become the most respected woman in the world.

She was delusional.

The past was complicated, seven years was nothing more than a dream, the dream suddenly woke up, and He Jin sat on the ground with no strength left.

After a while, He Jin stood up slowly from the ground, with a distorted smile on his face: "Yes, I killed him, but isn't this His Majesty's order? At the moment of his death, I thought that It was His Majesty who killed him. Even if he died, he would still be thinking of His Majesty's killing him."

Huan Lin's expression changed, and he subconsciously clenched the jade pendant in his hand, but suddenly he seemed to realize something, so he quickly relaxed his grip and held it carefully.

Huan Lin took a deep breath: "I was wrong, but those who hurt him will have a hard time, including myself."

Huan Lin's expression was determined.

He Jin stared at him blankly. The proud emperor in the past, now looks like this, isn't it self-torture?She had nothing to say, slowly got up from the ground, and walked directly outside.

Her figure finally disappeared under the high palace wall.

——My Azhan.

Xie Zhan listened to his words calmly, only feeling mocking.

——My Azhan, you are really the smartest person in the world.

——This sheet music is for my Azhan.

In the past, what I heard was sweet talk, but at this step, it has become a deadly poison.

He couldn't figure out what Huan Lin was thinking, but when these four words came out of his mouth at this moment, he only felt absurd and disgusting.

After He Jin left, Huan Lin still maintained the same posture, staring quietly out of the window. Suddenly, he saw a strand of white clothes drifting outside. When he hurried to the window, he only saw There was a gust of breeze.

He stood there dazedly.

What He Jin said was not unreasonable.Azhan's feelings for him are probably more than simple as hatred.From those fragmented dreams and Shuo Feng's words, he has been able to piece together a complete truth.

He couldn't imagine what it was like for Azhan to wait day after day in the Eastern Suburb Garden.At that time, Azhan should have been looking forward to it, and didn't know that the misunderstanding had already begun between them.

He couldn't imagine how Azhan felt when he came to his mansion before entering the palace in the middle of the night, and said that he wanted to enter the palace, and he only wanted a word from him, but was rejected by him, and walked to the palace alone.Is it fear or despair?That may be the last time Azhan fought for the relationship between them. Since then, the relationship between him and Azhan can never go back.

He couldn't imagine how it felt like Azhan wrote countless letters, but couldn't wait for a reply.

He couldn't even imagine how it felt when Azhan waited for five years, but what he waited for was an imperial decree to kill him.

This may also be the reason why he sleeps with the jade pendant every day, but Azhan refuses to fall into his dream even once.

He was the one who wore away Azhan's love for him bit by bit.

When Huan Lin got out of the dizziness, it was completely dark.He had no appetite, so he lay down on the bed after hastily eating two mouthfuls of food.

When he woke up the next day, Huan Rin was still looking sullen, Li Deqing couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, why don't you go for a walk, maybe there will be some adventures?"

In the early morning, Huan Lin looked at Xie Jun again, and his mind began to think.

Since finding out the truth and tearing up with Song Yan, Huan Lin has become more casual in doing things.After going to court, he rode directly to Xie's house without telling Xie Jun.

Azhan doesn't like Xie's family, but it's not that he doesn't care about Xie's family.Azhan once also wanted to integrate into this family, but the Xie family rejected him cruelly, so he could only face this family with an indifferent face.When they were together day and night, Azhan occasionally mentioned Xie's family, and he seemed a little concerned about his deliberate indifference.

Azhan actually suffered a lot in Xie's house.Xie He and his wife played harmoniously, and gave birth to four children, and Azhan was caught in them, so he seemed out of place.The Xie family never treated him badly in terms of food and clothing, but they never gave him any care, including his mother who died young and his biological father.

Xie Jun is older and has a gentle temperament, so he won't bully Azhan, but Erlang and Shiro who are about the same age as him are not necessarily.Especially Shiro.Shiro's birthday and Azhan's birthday are only a few hours apart. Shiro has a violent temper and is jealous, but Azhan has been much smarter than him since he was a child, so he always tries his best to bully Azhan.The two have distinct temperaments, and they can tell at a glance who has bullied, but there is a difference between closeness and closeness, and it is only Azhan who is taught a lesson in the end.

He didn't know, in the middle of the night, when the little child was kneeling in the dark ancestral hall, whether he had ever felt fear or expected, a person walked out of the darkness, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him softly—"I Know it's not your fault."

However, from the beginning to the end, he didn't wait, so he put on a mask of indifference.

These things were all found out later, and Huan Lin didn't know about them at first, because Azhan never mentioned them.

Huan Lin didn't want Azhan to enter the mourning hall of Xie's family at that time.But this is actually the best choice. Azhan has lost his reputation because of him. Only when he enters Xie's family and Xie's family recognizes him, those people dare not continue to talk about him after his predecessors.The gentry always have to take into account the thoughts of the Xie family and Mrs. Xie Wang's.

In Wuyi Lane, Huan Lin dismounted from his horse, the doorman of Xie's house was different from other families, he was a bit more knowledgeable, seeing Huan Lin's extraordinary clothes, he had already guessed that he was a noble man, so he hurriedly reported to Xie Jun.

Xie Jun came out to greet him in person.Azhan died, Xie's family only hung two white cloths at the door, the servants and maids were all dressed normally, so was Xie Jun, dressed in black plain clothes, and there was no trace of grief on his face.

Huan Lin shouldn't be harsh.The funeral customs of the dynasty are like this. The gentry pay attention to thin burials. There have been famous people for a long time. His mother died without mourning. .

"Where is Mr. Xie?"

"Silang is getting more and more ill. His father is guarding him. His Majesty sat in the hall for a while, and the minister went to call him."

Huan Lin couldn't help thinking, if Xie Silang died, would the Xie family hold a funeral like this?

Huan Lin stopped him: "Forget it, I'll go see Azhan."

Xie Jun had some hesitation on his face, but he still took Huan Lin to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, there are densely packed tablets of ancestors of the Xie family.When he looked at the cold tablet and knew that Azhan was lying in it, Huan Lin suddenly felt something pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe out.

Xie He was by his side, watching his face change, he couldn't help worrying: "Your Majesty, what do you feel uncomfortable?"

Huan Lin couldn't hear his voice at all, his eyes quickly fell on a place, and the words on it clearly reflected in his eyes.

"Thank you for the third son Xie Zhan's spiritual seat."

Those nine cold words represent Azhan's life.

Huan Lin walked over step by step, and walked to the tablet, his eyes couldn't tell whether it was sadness or despair. The moment he stretched out his hand, Xie He couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, the dead are the greatest."

Huan Lin withdrew his hand abruptly, stared straight at the memorial tablet at a distance of one foot, and in a trance, Azhan seemed to be standing not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, Huan Lin's face changed, he reached out and picked up the tablet, smelling the smell from it, his eyes gradually gathered a burst of cold air: "Why is Azhan's tablet made of peach wood?"

Cypress wood is mostly used for memorial tablets in the dynasty, while peach wood is a thing for warding off evil spirits and towns, repelling ghosts and gods, and using it as a spiritual tablet can slander the soul of the deceased, making the soul of the deceased unable to reincarnate, and gradually dissipating, which is disrespectful to the deceased.

As long as he thought that Azhan was dead and his soul would still suffer from the slaughter, Huan Lin felt his blood surge up and it was hard to breathe.