Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

Shuo Feng felt like he was dreaming.He knew that the young master likes elegant things, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has little knowledge, so he can only rely on the money left by the young master to open a painting workshop in Cross Street. What he looks forward to is that one day, maybe a ray of soul, Perhaps it was a young child who was attracted by the paintings in his workshop, walked into the workshop and lingered for a while.

However, he knew that it was just a distant dream, and the young master would never come back.

However, now, it is a little different from what he imagined, but the person standing in front of him is indeed the young master.The same eyebrows, the same face, also dressed in white, with a slightly different temperament, but he still recognized it at a glance, it was the young master.

The son is not dead?Young master is still alive?

Shuo Feng's mind was in a mess, but his eyes were red. After a long while, he cried out in a crying voice: "My lord, am I dreaming?!"

Shuo Feng slapped himself forcefully, the pain was real.

Shuo Feng just shed tears quietly at first, then burst into tears when he got to the back, hugging Xie Zhan's thigh and sitting on the ground, his delicate face was distorted from crying.

After a long time, he took out his handkerchief and wiped away the tears on Shuo Feng's face.Those cries fell into his heart like stones, causing many waves.

Xie Zhan stood there with no expression on his face, or he had no expression, he just looked at Shuofeng, watched Shuofeng call him excitedly, watched Shuofeng's red eyes, looked at Shuofeng's tears Streamed out and watched him cry like a child.

When the food was brought in again, it was not sent out again.

When Shuo Feng entered that room, Huan Lin knew he had done the right thing.Shuofeng has been with Azhan for more than ten years, and compared to Chen Hezhi, he is much more at ease with Shuofeng.Shuofeng regards Azhan as his master and protects him loyally.

Now he wants to do everything possible to find other people to get close to Azhan, which is a bit ironic to think about.It's just that Azhan allows anyone to approach, but he is not allowed.He thought that being the emperor would give him everything and let Azhan stay by his side forever, but thinking about it now, he was too wrong.

Xie Zhan watched him cry quietly, but could no longer calm down in his mind.

Almost, it seems only a little bit, almost those things that really happened will come to pass in his mind.

Xie Zhan frowned.

Shuofeng let him go suddenly, and looked at Xie Zhan's tightly frowned brows: "My lord, they all said you..." Shuofeng swallowed the word 'death' into his stomach, and worried, "Why are you in the palace?" Is it Huan Lin? What did he do to you?"

Xie Zhan remained silent, just looked at him quietly, as if probing, and trying to remember something.

Shuo Feng brought the food in front of Xie Zhan, Xie Zhan still looked at him thoughtfully, with a heavy heart.

"My lord, have you had breakfast?" Shuo Feng asked.

Xie Zhan still didn't speak, and silence spread in the room.After a long time, Shuofeng seemed to have a sudden reaction: "My lord, what's wrong with your throat? Did Huan Lin do something to you?"

This time, Xie Zhan shook his head.

Shuo Feng held Xie Zhan's hand, and tears couldn't help falling down again: "My lord, what's wrong with you? Do you still know me?"

Still shaking his head.

The expression on Shuofeng's face was blank for a moment, and then he held his hand tightly: "Young Master, I am Shuofeng, your servant, and I have been by your side for 13 years."

After talking several times, Shuofeng confirmed that the young master had indeed lost his memory.

It's just that the son's life in the first 28 years seems to have been living in misery, so forgetting this part of the past, is it a good thing for him?

Shuofeng didn't mention anything about the past, but only talked about some happy news to amuse him.Xie Zhan listened carefully, and his frown relaxed.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Zhan suddenly smiled, but his eyes fell outside the open window, drifting away into the distance, and he didn't know where he finally landed.

After Shuo Feng left, Xie Zhan kept the same movements. Numerous mixed pictures flashed in his mind, which became clearer and clearer. The temperament of the body has completely changed, it is no longer so clean and free of impurities.

It was already afternoon when Shuo Feng came out of that room again.

Shuo Feng walked out with his head down, and soon hit a hard object. He took two steps back, and there was a person standing in front of him, looking straight at the roof.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking to see if that roof has come down."

That room was the one where the Young Master lived, Shuo Feng was startled, and hurriedly stood on tiptoe to look: "Why did the roof fall off? There are so many rooms in the palace, you actually let the Young Master live in the broken room!"

"Just now someone cried so loudly that the roof almost fell over." Lu Qingtong said slowly.

Shuo Feng was stunned for a moment, then finally came to his senses, his face darkened immediately, and he kicked Lu Qingtong fiercely.

Standing not far away, Huan Lin looked at the appearance of those two people, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, he always teased Azhan like this, and Azhan at that time also reacted in the same way. In front of him is stupid.

Huan Lin walked to the window with his hands behind his back, the window was already open, and when he looked in, he met a pair of eyes.

The same eyebrows and eyes, every minute and every centimeter, are exactly the same as in memory.

Huan Lin took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to him: "If you feel bored, read this book."

He searched in the library for half the night last night, and finally found an ancient book.

Xie Zhan didn't pick it up, so Huan Lin put the book on the window sill, looked at him quietly for a while, and then left.

Huan Lin felt that there seemed to be a deadlock between him and Azhan, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find a way to break the situation.

Lu Qingtong went back to the palace and became the commander of the guards. The guards of the palace were much stricter, especially the matter of the West Hall, which was not allowed to be discussed at all.However, rumors still spread quietly throughout the palace.

It is rumored that there is a beauty hidden in the emperor's palace, and it is rumored that the beauty looks very much like Xie Zhan, a former court sycophant.

This rumor gradually spread to Xianyang Palace.Throughout the dynasties, the women living in the Xianyang Palace were all the most noble women in the dynasty.In the past, the palace where the emperor's favor gathered was gathered, but now it has become a completely cold palace.

He Jin sat in front of the bronze mirror, a pale face was reflected in it, with black hair hanging down, stern eyes, expressionless face, which looked particularly terrifying.It's hard to get a glimpse of the beautiful face in the past.

She has stayed in this palace for countless days, and these days she has thought about many things, the past and the past, all flashed in her mind.If she was allowed to choose at this time, she might choose another path.

She regretted it.

Now that she is locked in this cold palace, it is better to say that Huan Rin cares about the relationship between husband and wife and let her go once, or it is better to say that Huan Rin has completely forgotten her.Anyway, that man never cared about her.

Even if you regret it, you have already come to this point, and you can never go back to the past.

He Jin looked in the mirror with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"A Jin."

"A Jin."

Someone called her many times before she came back to her senses, and when she turned around, she saw her brother standing sneakily outside the door.

It is ironic to think that the formerly unparalleled queen and uncle of the country should be reduced to such a situation.

He Yong walked in quietly. He was deprived of his official position as Ting Wei, and his [-] troops were given to the Lu family, and now he leads a idle position.When He Yong was in a high position, he was outspoken and offended many people. Now that he is in trouble, there are naturally many people who have made trouble. He is also struggling to live in Jiankang City.Now the guards of the imperial palace are concentrated in the west hall, and the Xianyang hall has become a ruined palace, so he slipped in so easily.

He Jin looked at him coldly.

"Ah Jin, I'm your elder brother! What's the matter with you? But you suffered in this palace? It's all my fault." He Yong's eyes turned red when he said that.

He Jin just looked at him with a wooden face.

"Ajin, do you want to stay here forever? Be a waste queen and spend the rest of your life like this?"

He Jin's eyes finally changed, with unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

"What do you think, brother? Your [-] troops are gone. I was imprisoned here for a month. Song Yan never looked at me, and Huan Rin...even less, what do you think I can do?"

He Yong was stunned for a moment when he said this: "Song Yan is also a lunatic, his wife died a long time ago, and he actually thought of a way to resurrect that person. How can a dead person come back to life? What a lunatic!"

The two siblings were relatively silent.When the heavens are not even on their side, how can they have any room to struggle?

When He Yong left, he couldn't help but said: "Ah Jin, there is a person hidden by the emperor in the west hall, and it is said that he looks very similar to that person."

After He Yong left, He Yong's words kept ringing in her ears. Thinking of what happened later, He Jin couldn't help laughing out loud, but there was no smile at all, which was very miserable.

The emperor was reviewing the memorial, but after reviewing it for a long time, he still just stared at the memorial in his hand.

"Your Majesty." Li Deqing walked in from the outside.

The emperor put down the memorial in his hand and stared at him.Li Deqing lowered his head, but he was keenly aware that there was some expectation in the eyes that fell on him.

"Mr. Xie had dinner, and Shuo Feng was walking around the palace with him. It's just that the queen...she was asking to see her outside the West Hall." What should I call it.

That gaze suddenly turned cold, and there was no response for a while, Li Deqing asked tentatively: "The servant sent her away?"

"It's over, let her in."

The last time they met, the relationship between the two had been completely broken.When we meet again at this time, there is nothing to say.Huan Lin looked at the kneeling woman below, waiting for her to speak.

"The concubine has made too many mistakes in this life, I just hope that His Majesty will let the concubine go out of the palace for the sake of being with you in those years."

Huan Lin looked directly at her, as if he was trying to find out the true meaning of her words.There is indeed a companionship, but her murder of Azhan is also there.Taking away her splendor, reducing her wealth, and locking her up in the cold palace is the punishment for this woman.

Huan Lin thought for a while, and finally replied with one word: "Okay."

He said to Li Deqing again: "I want to draw up an order and abolish the empress."

Li Deqing hurried to fetch the blank paper.

The moment He Jin walked out of the hall, a mocking smile appeared on his face, as expected, there was no love at all.

However, she really wanted to see, how similar was the person who looked like that person?A person who resembles makes Huan Lin fascinated, so how can he really love that person?

Coming and going, it's just that face.

"Huang...Miss He, this is not the way out of the palace!" The little eunuch who followed her hurriedly said when she saw that she was going astray.

After all, He Jin had been a queen for a long time, and her momentum was still there. She glared at the little eunuch, and the little eunuch shrank his neck. In a blink of an eye, He Jin walked a long way.

The little eunuch suddenly became a little anxious, and quickly grabbed her sleeve: "Miss He, the main entrance is here!"

While tugging, a figure suddenly jumped into her eyes. With the help of the moonlight, He Jin quickly saw that face clearly.

More than just like?It is exactly the same!

The image of the man lying on the ground with blood gushing from his mouth flashed in her mind.

He Jin took two steps back abruptly, the pitiful and fierce faces disappeared, only fear remained, she sat down on the ground, a chill rose from the soles of her feet.