The former queen was carried out of the palace.

He Jin was completely stunned. Anyone who was killed by him suddenly appeared in front of him, it would definitely be a frightening thing.

It took her a long time to react, her stuck head slowly turned, as if she suddenly thought of something, a creepy smile suddenly appeared on her face.

He Jin was sent to He Yong's mansion.When He Yong saw He Jin's appearance, he was completely taken aback.Her face was as pale as paper, without blood, and she was shaking all over, and she was still muttering: "Don't come here, don't come here..."

It's like being haunted by something.

She has been sitting on the ground, the whole body is paralyzed.He Yong carried her to the bed, and when he let her go, he found that his hands were full of water.He Jin broke out in a cold sweat.

Afterwards, He Jin became seriously ill.First it was hot, then cold, like wind-cold, the doctor treated her according to the method of wind-cold, but her illness became more and more serious.

He Yong saw that she lost weight quickly, and she lost her shape very quickly.She seemed to be in a coma, but the coma was not stable, and she kept saying something in her mouth.

"Don't come here... I killed you... Don't look for me... You should be damned, who told His Majesty to miss you... Go away..."

Those words filled her chapped lips.

He Yong gradually pieced together a truth from her intermittent words.He Jin was sent out from the palace, and he had already found out that she was sent out to meet the emperor.He knew his sister's personality, because that day, his sister would definitely do everything possible to meet that person.

Is that person, the person who was kept in the emperor's golden house, really that much like the dead person?

The doctor was useless, so He Yong went to find a Taoist priest.After the Taoist priest performed a ritual, He Jin gradually recovered.

He Yong stared blankly at He Jin beside He Jin's bed for a while, and couldn't help thinking, what did Ah Jin see that day to become like this?As He Yong thought about it, he couldn't help feeling a little hairy.

He Jin gradually improved, and blood color gradually appeared on his thin, sharp-edged face, but his eyes looked a bit piercing.He Yong asked about that day, but He Jin just squinted at him, making his hair stand on end, and then stopped asking.

He Jin gradually regretted getting out of bed, and she seemed to be a different person. She walked around the mansion. He Yong's wife didn't care about anything, and the mansion was very chaotic.He Jin took over the account books and the list of servants in the mansion, she adapted quickly, and quickly adapted to the life outside the palace, taking care of all the lazy servants obediently.

He Yong was originally an idle job, and he was squeezed out in the court. In the end, he simply complained of illness and refused to go to the court. He drank at home every day.

One day, she stood silently at the gate of the yard, quietly watching He Yong who was drunk for a while, and a gleam gradually appeared in her originally indifferent eyes.

Some people would rather die than live a mediocre life.

He Jin had a long conversation with her brother.

"Brother, do you want to live like this forever? Being mediocre and being looked down upon by others?" He Jin asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

He Yong's eyes were a bit unwilling and helpless: "What else can I do? Because of that incident, His Majesty will always hold grudges in his heart. A Jin, you shouldn't be impulsive, because of that move, our entire He family has no room to turn around. .”

He Yong's tone unconsciously carried blame.

He Jin's smile was a little cold: "These things are in the past, we should not think about who was right and who was wrong in the past, but should think about the things in front of us."

"My military power is gone."

"Song Yan is still Da Sima."

"Song Yan has no intention of being emperor at all, let alone just because of us..." He Yong said, "We have never seen him through. I thought he liked you before, but now all the things I want to do with him are based on my own happiness."

"Brother, what you said before, Song Yan wanted to bring his wife back to life?" He Jin asked suddenly.

"Yeah, holding that sword, looking for someone to summon the soul every day, and looking for the reincarnated body, it feels ridiculous when you think about it." He Yong sneered.

He Jin's expression was very serious: "Brother, do you know who I saw in the palace that day?"

"Who? Isn't that the person's substitute?"

"It's Xie Zhan."

He Yong was taken aback, and his mouth was wide open: "A Jin, are you crazy? Xie Zhan died a long time ago. Could it be that you are sick and confused."

He Jin's expression was serious: "It's Xie Zhan, it's absolutely true."

He Yong mumbled: "How is this possible? How can the dead be resurrected?"

"Brother, you tell Song Yan the news. Isn't Song Yan thinking of resurrecting his wife? There is a precedent of resurrection from the dead. He must wish to have Xie Zhan's whole body dissected. And Yi Huan Lin told Xie Zhan I will never hand over the preciousness of Zhan..." A distorted smile appeared on He Jin's face.

Huan Lin gradually came out of sadness and bewilderment, and focused on how to please Azhan.

Huan Lin is no stranger to pleasing his sweetheart.More than ten years ago, when he first met Azhan, Azhan was a cold and hard stone to him. He tried every means to please him.

Now Azhan, resentment has become instinct.But as long as Azhan is still alive, he will have a chance. If Azhan refuses to forgive him, why not wait his whole life?

After this, Huan Lin's temperament has relaxed a bit, unlike before with a cold face and moody.Azhan refused him, so he thought of another way.

"Azhan, do you want to go out of the palace?" One day, Huan Lin asked suddenly.

Azhan's usually calm eyes finally had a look, and his eyes turned to him, giving him a light look.

In the past, Azhan never bothered to look at him.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Qixia Temple to host a sacrifice to heaven." Huan Lin said.

Azhan's eyes turned to him again.

"Would you like to go together?" Huan Lin asked.

Azhan blinked.

"Nod if you like." Huan Lin said.He naturally saw interest in Azhan's eyes, but he still looked forward to his response.

Azhan nodded.

Huan Lin felt very happy.

On the second day, when Huan Lin got dressed and entered the side hall, Azhan had already gotten up, and Shuo Feng helped him get dressed and waited for him.

Azhan has always liked to wear white clothes.But today, he was wearing a black robe and a black cloak, and Shuo Feng held a cloak in his hand.When the cloak is put on, all of Azhan's features will be covered up, and no one can see the clues in it.

Huan Lin had already thought about these things, but it was not time to fully expose Azhan to the world.At least he had to go to Qixia Temple to get some kind of oracle when offering sacrifices to the sky... However, Azhan did this one step ahead.

Huan Lin couldn't help feeling a little nervous, was it intentional or a coincidence?If it was intentional, did Azhan think of something...

"The clothes I found for you can't make those people recognize you." Shuo Feng said.

Huan Lin breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't know how he would face him if Azhan suddenly remembered everything.

It is not a trivial matter for the emperor to offer sacrifices to heaven, and several important officials of the imperial court will also follow.So when they saw Xie Zhan beside Huan Lin, many people couldn't help but look at him, with contempt and disdain in their eyes.

As the prime minister of the court, Xie Jun naturally wanted to travel with the emperor.When the black figure appeared, Xie Jun's eyes couldn't help falling on him, and then looked at Shuo Feng beside him, doubt and surprise flashed in his eyes.During the previous court, many people in the court paid attention to Xie Zhan, but they did not pay attention to the servants around him.However, Xie Jun could recognize it. After all, Shuo Feng was a servant of the Xie family, and he also knew that this servant was very protective of the master.However, Xie Jun had a faint feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but want to take another look, and wanted to lift his cloak...

Huan Lin stood in front of him.

The emperor's imperial guard was at the front, and Xie Zhan and Shuo Feng sat in the bullock cart together.Shuo Feng took off Xie Zhan's cloak, held the cloak in his hand, hung his head for a while, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Xie Zhan: "Why did you wrap yourself up so tightly, sir, but what did you remember?"

Xie Zhan looked at him with eyes like water.

Shuo Feng stared blankly at him for a long time, Xie Zhan didn't shake his head or nod, but Shuo Feng seemed to feel something, tears fell down suddenly.Shuo Feng knew that he was on the bullock cart now, and knew how to restrain himself, instead of crying loudly, he buried his head on Xie Zhan's lap, sobbing softly.

It was dusk when we arrived at Qixia Temple.

Xie Zhan and Huan Rin lived in the same courtyard, guarded by heavy soldiers, no one could come in or go out without Huan Rin's consent.

Xie Zhan stood by the window and watched for a while, his eyes were cold, as if he was thinking about something.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Xie Jun, please see me."

Hearing this voice, Xie Zhan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and he couldn't help but glance at Shuo Feng who was sitting and playing.Shuo Feng also jumped up from the stool and mouthed at Xie Zhan: "My lord, what should I do?"

Xie Zhan's hand secretly frowned.

"I'm nagging, is sir there?" Xie Jun asked again.

Those people have long regarded him as a sycophant with contempt, and Xie Zhan is also used to their gaze.Xie Jun was normal before, but now his tone is polite and respectful, and Xie Zhan felt a little uncomfortable.

Xie Zhan shook his head.

Shuo Feng walked to the door, and said in a low voice through the crack of the door: "Master Xie, Young Master is not in good health. I'm a little tired after running around all day, so I took a rest long ago. I'm very sorry."

The people outside paused, and then said: "You are Shuofeng, you have been with Azhan for so many years, and you have been kind to Xie's family. If you have time, please talk to me."

Shuo Feng really wanted to say that he didn't have time, when did the eldest son of the Xie family become so troublesome?

The prime minister was outside the door, and he... Shuo Feng also knew that he couldn't escape, so he could only make a weeping expression towards Xie Zhan, and then opened the door and squeezed out through the gap.

The two sat down in the yard.

Xie Jun said: "Shuo Feng, you have been with Azhan for 13 years. The relationship between the two is not just master and servant. The Xie family is ashamed of Azhan. For him, perhaps you are the one who cares most about you. When you were in Cross Street I went to see you at that time, and I know that you have backbone, and you are only willing to be a servant in front of Azhan in this life. But I don’t know, if you are willing to be another person’s servant today, have you already forgotten Azhan? ?”

Shuo Feng was called an ungrateful person by him, and subconsciously retorted: "Except for the young master, how can I serve others?"

As soon as Shuofeng said this, he realized what he had said.

Xie Jun is testing him!It's just that the words have already been said, but there is no way to swallow them back!

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