The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

The fire burned for three days and three nights, and the palace on the outskirts of Beijing was covered in scorched earth.

Qin Yan sat alone on top of the heavy ashes, her tears had dried up, her eyes became two dry wells, not a single drop could flow out, all the brocade robes on her body were destroyed, and all three thousand black hairs were burnt.

Behind her, there were courtiers kneeling, a group of courtiers asking for a ride.

At this time, the sky began to snow, and when the fire burned everything, it began to snow.

Xu Xicong stepped forward, put the fur on his body, and then turned to look at the dots of smoke and dust. The dust in the sky was gradually covered by snowflakes and fell to the ground, returning to loneliness.

Looking at the void with bloodshot eyes, Qin Yan opened her chapped lips and asked, "Who saved me?!"

"Murong Anran," Xu Xicong raised his face, looked into the distance, and added, "It was she who knocked you out and carried you out. As for Shiqing... when she turned back, she was completely swallowed by the fire. Your Majesty, please mourn. "

"Why..." Qin Yan gritted her teeth, a layer of hatred appeared on her haggard face, her heart collapsed in pain, and she angrily said: "Why did she save me! I don't want her to save me!"

"She is a courtier, so the emperor's life is the most important thing. As for you want to punish her, I'm afraid you can't do it in a short time."

Xu Xicong squinted her eyes, feeling the cold coming from the desolate surroundings. The layer of crystals on her slender eye feathers trembled and fell, and she sighed; The layer of skin has burned away."

Qin Yan's body froze, her mind went blank, a snowflake was swept into her eye sockets by the strong wind, and turned into a drop of moisture when she encountered warmth, the corners of her chapped mouth were trembling, death tormented her completely, and a piece of her heart was gouged out again , Under the severe pain, there is only an open and aboveboard determination to die.

Prime Minister Xu Hui led the courtiers to kneel down again and asked loudly to drive back to the palace.

Qin Yan got up from the dust, stretched her hands, looked at the tattered dragon robe, at the personal torture equipment that did not belong to her, and walked slowly in front of Xu Hui, her expressionless cheeks suddenly hung. With a smile, she leaned over and said, "Master Prime Minister, do you know that I am a fake?"

"what?"

Everyone was frightened and looked up at the empress.

Qin Yan laughed and said relaxedly: "You have all been deceived by me, the real empress has long since disappeared. And I am just a fake, a fake!"

Whoa!

The crowd stirred.

Xu Xicong stood quietly, looking at the wind and snow in the distance, looking for a moment, before turning his face away.

The other party's confession was within his expectations.

She calmly looked at the back who was close at hand, and it was always braver to admit it uprightly than to lie in hiding.

Even so, the consequences are extremely dangerous.

The wind and snow thickened by three points, and the wind gradually howled.

Most of the courtiers and officials were treacherous and cunning, and none of them dared to jump out and question rashly.

How can anyone pretend to be an emperor and commit suicide?

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense anyway.

The radical faction headed by general Han Kuixing was cultivated and promoted by Qiao Yulan. Hearing this, he took the lead and drew his sword without thinking about it.

The blade does not touch the snow, and the coldness of the knife is wrapped in the severe cold of the severe winter, and it is aimed directly at the person.

Both inside and outside the palace on the outskirts of Beijing are controlled by the Forbidden Army, and the choice of the commander of the Imperial Guard, Mei Zhechun, is very important.

Mei Zhechun fell into a dilemma in an instant. He was supposed to protect the empress, to block the world's threats for the empress, and to cut off the world's misconduct. In front of Han Kuixing leading the generals to draw their swords, how should he choose?

Choose Han Kuixing, this woman's identity is false, everything is fine.

If it was just a joke, and the empress' identity was true, I would be committed the heinous crime of killing the king.Even if it is not pursued in a short period of time, who can guarantee what will happen in the future?Coupled with the civil servant's tongue-in-cheek tongue, he will lose his life sooner or later.

If you choose the empress in front of you, you can't...

Mei Zhechun looked at the somewhat crazy emperor, leaving him little time to judge and consider. He couldn't imitate the civil servants, kneeling on the ground and shrinking his head, looking at a loss.

"Mei Zhechun, what on earth do you mean? Hurry up and order someone to take down this counterfeit!" Han Kuixing roared.

All civil servants turned their attention to Mei Zhechun, the leader of the Imperial Guard who was in the vortex had a violent chest heaving, and under great pressure, he clasped the handle of the knife with his left hand and slowly touched it with his right hand.

Xu Xicong took a step forward, relying on her status, she refused to discuss with Mei Zhechun, and she said straightly: "Why do you draw your swords, and you can't rebel?!"

When Xu Hui heard this, he was very flustered. He really couldn't figure out why Xu Xicong still wanted to protect him when the matter had developed to this point.

Shouldn't we have separated the relationship early and pretended we didn't know anything?

He suddenly remembered the note he had read from her earlier: The empress is not the empress.

It turned out that his niece knew that the other party was a fake!

Thinking of this, the prime minister broke out in a cold sweat.

Xu Xicong didn't care about Xu Hui's eyes at all, he raised his head and held his chest high, without giving in at all.

Han Kuixing sneered, and took a few steps forward. First, he gave a simple salute, and then his words turned into a knife: "Miss Wen, this thief admits that she is a fake. Why do you have to excuse her? Get into trouble that shouldn't be caused? You have always He is extremely intelligent, and he knows better than anyone the fate of helping the tyrant. At least he will lose his life, and at worst, he will kill the nine clans."

Xu Hui coughed desperately, his wrinkled face flushed.

"I understand," Xu Xicong said, looking into Han Kuixing's eyes, "but in my view, there is a reason for His Majesty to say such things."

"Hehe, the reason? I really want to hear the reason."

Xu Xicong's expression was calm and calm. Facing the suspicious civil and military officials, he revealed with thin lips, "Your Majesty lost his second concubine, sad and frightened, and in a trance. It is understandable. Wait for the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, and he will recover naturally."

Everyone whispered to each other, and no one knew whether the identity of the empress was true or not. If it was true that she was too sad as Concubine Wen said, she would be a little crazy and stupid. Waiting for the imperial doctor to find out the diagnosis and treatment... At that time, the troublemaker will not be the one who caused the death of the upper body?

Mei Zhechun's right hand landed on the handle of the knife, and stopped moving.

After careful analysis, he felt that what Concubine Wen said was very reasonable. After all, nothing unusual happened in the palace. If the real empress was killed, wouldn't there be a trace of disturbance?

The fall of the emperor is related to the luck of the country, and the old man of Qin Tianjian has jumped out a long time ago.

Qin Yan looked at the crowd and staggered a few steps. She embraced the growing wind and snow, and said crazily: "It's ridiculous. In the past, I kept the truth in my heart, and I didn't dare to reveal it to anyone, for fear of losing my life. Now you say it outright, but no one believes it? Haha, who is so stupid, pretending to be stupid!"

After finishing speaking, she walked up to Dr. Yu Shi, knelt down, and asked seriously face to face: "I look like Qiao Yulan who dominates the world? Is it not obvious enough that I am cowardly and dislikes the government? Maybe my skin looks like her. It's a world of difference inside!"

Doctor Yushi didn't dare to speak out, and he didn't raise his head, just being obedient.

"What a bunch of idiots! Idiots!" Qin Yan looked at the courtiers kneeling on the knees and laughed, "Aren't you loyal to Qiao Yulan? Now that counterfeit and shoddy products are right in front of you, why don't you expose my lies? Your loyalty has been betrayed by dogs. have you eaten!"

Han Kuixing sneered a few times, and said to Xu Xicong: "She has confessed so far, Concubine Wen, please don't take us for fools."

Qin Yan nodded after hearing this, turned her face sideways, and said with a smile: "General Han, what is the way to die pretending to be an emperor? Beheading? Ling Chi? Or quartering the body?"

Han Kuixing sneered, jumped over the people, and looked at Mei Zhechun.

Mei Zhechun held the handle of the knife with his right hand, as if he had made up his mind.

Xu Xicong lowered his eyes, looked at the layer of snowflakes on the ground, and said abruptly: "Lord Mei, you can't take someone down with just a few nonsense words. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and you won't be allowed to mess around."

Mei Zhechun panicked for the first time.

"Concubine Wen, what do you mean? No one here can see that this person is a fake. Why do you cover up again and again?" Han Kuixing strode forward with angry eyes, "It's still you What has anything to do with this person? From this point of view, it is impossible to say that someone is cheating and stealing!"

In order to avoid getting involved, Xu Hui stood up and stood beside Han Kuixing, "Concubine Wen, I am afraid that you have been deceived by this villain for a long time, and you have temporarily lost your conscience. After being tortured, you must be able to spit out more news about Your Majesty. "

Xu Xicong didn't respond to Xu Hui, but just said to himself: "Why... haven't come yet..."

Mei Zhechun saw that Concubine Wen remained silent, and saw that the two people headed by civil servants and generals had decided that the Empress was a fake.

"The views of the previous dynasty are the same, but it does not mean that the views of the harem are the same. You take people down rashly, and I am the person next to His Majesty's pillow," Xu Xicong cast a contemptuous look, turned around, and said majesticly, "I won't allow it!"

"Xicong, what nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Hui stomped anxiously, and whispered, "Shut up quickly."

Han Kuixing raised his chin and said condescendingly, "I'm afraid it's up to you. You have to figure out what's right and what's wrong. Those who deserve to be killed, those who deserve to be punished, none of them can escape."

Mei Zhechun once again clenched the handle of the knife, wanting to draw it.

Xu Xi glanced at the distance, and then pulled his gaze back.

She glanced at Mei Zhechun, and knew that the opponent's sword...

Today it is unplugged | can't come out.

"stop!"

One word, deafening in the gust of wind.

Everyone turned their faces and looked at those who came rushing.

In the wind and snow, Feng Jia had already approached without knowing when.

All civil and military officials boarded and bowed down.

The maid Xiangying opened the curtain, Feng Yan looked out from the inside, and saw a vast expanse of land, as well as the "fake empress" stuck in the snow.

"My lords are eager to protect the lord. Naturally, I can't tolerate fake people, and I am eager to kill them quickly. I can understand this kind of mood."

Feng Yan, acting as the empress, didn't let the officials stand up. She looked at her and said condescendingly: "But if you go to jail without proof, if you make a mistake, how will the historian record this? And you people , How many heads are enough to chop off? Or do you want to sacrifice the lives of the whole family or the whole family?"

Han Kuixing didn't dare to refute because of the majestic status of the other party. He knelt in the snow and pointed at people: "The concubine Chen's words are true, but this person has confessed. As long as he presses a little bit, he can figure out the whole story."

"The ins and outs are something to talk about later," Feng Yan said from Feng Huan, "I won't allow you to be reckless, and I must be careful."

Xu Hui heard the meaning of the words, changed the subject, and hurriedly said: "What the concubine Chen said is very true, the matter is of great importance, and everything must be safe."

Han Kuixing is not a Leng Qingtou, he doesn't know the importance of wealth and life, he said: "In this case, how can the empress identify this person?"

Concubine Chen paused for a moment, and said politely: "I grew up with Your Majesty since childhood, no one knows His Majesty's habits better than me, and no one cares more about His Majesty's authenticity than me."

There was a lot of discussion.

Feng Yan got up from the wind and walked out of the curtain. The wind and snow instantly covered her body. In the chaotic world, she said sonorously: "The gods are dark, and the sky and the earth are brilliant. I swear here: to personally test the true and false emperors, if there is even a little bit of concealment and tampering, you will not-get-good-death."

Everyone knew that Qiao Yulan had a very good relationship with Feng Yan since she was a child, so there was no doubting the latter's sincere friendship, not to mention that Concubine Chen didn't have to protect a counterfeit, and she had to make such a poisonous oath, so she naturally agreed.

Qin Yan went to Feng Huan, and the two of them were silent for a long time separated by the low couch.

She has been waiting for Feng Yan to answer, waiting for the other party to burst into anger, or scold herself, or order someone to put her in death row and torture her.

Unfortunately, nothing.

After a while, Qin Yan said: "Actually, you know I'm a fake, so why bother?"

Feng Yan didn't overreact, she followed the outline of the person opposite to look carefully.

Qin Yan's face was hot, and the feeling of being seen through and seen through really made her feel ashamed. Thinking about all the things before, she was even more ashamed, her voice was dry and painful, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. Looking for all kinds of excuses to deceive you...

Because you are Qiao Yulan's childhood sweetheart, I was somewhat scrupulous, and I never really had sex with you, not even a deep kiss.This, you know. "

Tears welled up in Feng Yan's eyes, "Do you know what food I like the most?"

"Food?... I don't know."

Feng Yan was not discouraged, and continued to ask: "That year when you sneaked into the treasure house and faced a dazzling array of exquisite treasures, do you still remember what you said to me?"

Qin Yan shook her head in pain, and said with a sob: "I haven't experienced all kinds of things with you, so I don't know."

"The real majesty, where did you go?"

"I don't know, but most of them are dead."

Feng Yan tearfully shook her head, "Forget it, one last thing..."

"what?"

Feng Yan turned around and opened the three-tiered dressing box, a hundred delicate and unparalleled velvet flowers competed in splendor and were so lifelike, she said: "In the same season and weather, Your Majesty once combed my hair with flowers.

Now, if you pick one of the hundred flowers, if the flower you choose is different from that day, I will consider you a fake, kill or cut, and follow the rules.

If you choose the right one, I don't care who you are, just be the emperor of Yuqiong and benefit the people and the world. "

"it is good."

Qin Yan answered very simply, she knew that the probability of choosing the right one was almost zero.

After all, she wasn't Qiao Yulan.

Hundreds of flowers are lined up one by one, and some of them are unknown.

It doesn't matter, just pick a branch and end yourself, an shameless bastard.

After browsing through it, Qin Yan picked out a velvet flower, and the moment her five fingers touched it, the shoulders of the person in front of her trembled slightly.

When the snowy gardenia put her hair in a bun, the tears in Feng Yan's eyes rolled down, and she asked in a trembling voice in disbelief, "Do you love gardenia the most?"

"I only love gardenias."

Feng Yan's heart trembled violently, she let her tears flow with her hands down.

The long-standing doubts and guesses finally came to light at this moment. She no longer judged the truth from the other party's behavior, words and deeds, nor did she make all kinds of overt and secret temptations.

Just because, someone once said, I only love gardenias.Even if it is a hundred years or a thousand years, it will not change.

She said that she was an emperor and shouldn't be overjoyed.If others ask about it, they can only respond to Du Ai Jiang Shan.

She also said that gardenia is the code word between them for generations.

No fear of changing stars, no fear of ups and downs for thousands of years.

Memories are chaotic and overlapped, and fragmented pictures crash into her sight like landslides and ground cracks, and Qin Yan falls into an inexplicable void.

In the split world, she screamed in blood and fire, and the howling sound lingered in the empty hall, turning into black and red ripples.

The skin was burned layer by layer, the muscles were scorched layer by layer, and the bloody and scorched flesh was scattered all over the ground, which was horrible.

After a long time, it was finally burned to ashes.

And that similar face, that woman named Qiao Yulan, stood coldly and calmly in the midst of the fire and despised everything.

Suddenly, Qin Yan had a splitting headache, and the feeling of bruises came back clearly. She curled up, pulled her hair, and begged helplessly in pain, "Please, remind me of something... Please, let me understand , What is the relationship between myself and Qiao Yulan! Who am I...!"

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