The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

The midsummer sun was no longer gentle, the scorching wind pierced through finely shattered leaves, and dropped large groups of silver spots all over the ground. The bluestone ground was scorching hot. Murong Anran was wearing a plain white brocade robe, kneeling outside the imperial study.

Her fair face was flushed by the sun, a thin layer of sweat was secreting from her forehead, her thin lips were a little dry, and her back and underwear were completely wet. Her eyes fell on the closed door, and she did not move.

In the imperial study room, the scarlet blood book was spread out, and the empress sat on the side, staring at it for half a day.

"Chen, if you voluntarily station at the border, you will never enter the capital for the rest of your life."

Qin Yan silently recited it over and over in her heart, and felt that the people kneeling outside were getting farther and farther away from her.

Obviously they don't have any stories, why are they reluctant to write?

The empress stood up, and Xiangying stepped forward to support her. Looking out from the open window, she still had a straight spine and a cool and handsome face.

If there is something that seems to be troubling the Empress's heart, she dare not speak to others, for fear of being laughed at.

After the amnesia passed, once she saw Murong Anran, she was already worried about him and had a secret love for him.

She laughed at herself for being passionate, and even more for being frivolous.

Originally, when Murong Anran got married, she also hid in the quilt and wept silently for a long time, thinking that the marriage contract is destined and no one can resist, so she comforted herself slowly and learned to let go.

She was not happy about Ji Jinrong's sudden death.

She wasn't secretly happy about losing her rival in love, but when she heard that Murong Anran was stubborn and consummated with Ji Jinrong before his death, she was heartbroken to death.

If Ji Jinrong didn't die, Murong Anran should be the happiest woman in the world.

However, the situation is always beyond the development, the lovers do not live together, and the yin and yang are separated early.

Sadly.

People have passed away, and the living can't indulge in sorrow, they have to move forward.

Always give others a chance.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Yan asked her personal maid with a little embarrassment, "Xiang Ying, before, the general and I... have a relationship?"

Xiangying thought about Xu Xicong's explanation, lowered her eyes, and whispered: "No."

After getting this answer, the empress was a little disappointed. She left from the window, frowned, and said lightly: "I don't know why, when I see her, I always have some vague feelings, unspeakable sadness and desolation."

"Xu Shi's fate is regrettable." Xiangying looked back at the blood book and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you want to let her go?"

"If she insists, what can I do?" Qin Yan sighed lightly, unable to lift herself up, the matter had to be resolved, delay would not change the result, she gestured: "Give me an oiled paper umbrella."

The empress went out alone, holding a golden oil-paper umbrella, winding her luxurious dragon robe, and came up gracefully.

When Murong Anran saw someone coming from afar, what appeared in his eyes was not the master of the country, but like a girl in a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, with clean eyes, rosy lips, and white dimples, which were indescribably pure and true.

The shade under the umbrella gradually approached until it completely enveloped the general.

"You said, you want to go?"

The bright yellow robe was filled with fragrance, Murong An's eyelashes were hanging down, his fingers curled up instinctively, and then curled up helplessly.

The person in front of me can no longer be touched or loved.

"Yes, the minister is leaving."

The empress bit her lip, watching the sweat dripping from Murong Anran's chin, she slowly took out a sweat towel from her cuff, handed it over, "wipe off the sweat."

Murong Anran raised her head slightly, met the empress's loving eyes, and understood the other party's hidden meaning from the bottom of her heart.

She took it and wiped the sweat off her face. She thought that the sweat towel was dirty and it would be inconvenient to return it, so she wanted to stuff it into her bosom.

Unexpectedly, the empress stretched out her white palm to herself, and said childishly, "Give me back the sweat towel."

Murong Anran was slightly taken aback and did not dare to resist the emperor's orders, she saw the empress stuffing the white scarf with her own sweat into her bosom.

bosom!

Some things are self-evident.

"Khan...sweat towel...you used it, I... I keep it."

A simple sentence was stumbled by the empress, and her fair dimple quickly burned severely.

Murong Anran was so emotional that he almost blurted out the turbulent friendship.

In the face of a hot heart and fresh love, she can't accept it, and she doesn't want to accept it.

She was fed up with the constant hurt and guilt day and night.

It should be a way out for two people.

It is inevitable that the empress will miss her in the future, and it is inevitable to be heartless.

She has resisted the pain of lovesickness for ten years, and understands the hardships and sufferings involved, and cannot let the other party live the life she used to.

"I have been abroad for ten years, and shed countless blood and sweat. Why didn't I see His Majesty collect them one by one? On the contrary, he is now acting like a daughter, which really makes people chuckle."

After being smacked in the face bluntly, the Empress blushed like silk, perhaps the general was puzzled by the amorous feelings, and didn't understand the meaning?

Qin Yan lowered her posture again, showing her heart, "The fragrance on the general's body is unique, and cannot be mixed with any spices. I am very happy, and I want... I want to keep it."

"Heh," Murong Anran sneered, her heart moved, she trembled slightly, and said in a firm tone: "I have a habit, every time I win a battle, I like to lie on the battlefield for a while, surrounded by broken hands and legs. , human intestines, brains... just like that, soaking in bloody corpses for ten years, of course it's special..."

"You!" Qin Yan couldn't help being angry, she was full of feelings, why did the other party respond to the disgusting and dirty words, it was really a shame, "Do you understand, or pretend to not understand?"

Murong Anran looked at the anxious empress, her scarred heart was temporarily comforted, facing the blank person, the pain from the past resurfaced again, she smiled and changed the subject, "I don't understand anything, I I only know that I am Ji Jinrong's survivor."

The empress took a small step back, the shadow under the fan kept shaking.

"I understand." Qin Yan's eyes turned red, and she murmured: "Actually, you understood it when we met for the first time after amnesia... I have been deceiving myself, saying that you don't understand."

"Your Majesty understands, let me go..." Murong Anran stared at the empress' eyes full of tears, and said coldly: "I will protect your territory, and you will give me peace. You will sit in the golden palace for the rest of your life."

Someone cut off the empress's unlearned love in the middle.

The empress lost her dignity, her body couldn't stop shaking, she asked in a crying voice, "Is there no room for maneuver?"

"No!" The general's eyes were bright and determined, "Because, I never like it or not!"

The oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground and spun around weakly, the green shade disappeared, and the strong sun quickly baked the two of them.

"Why?" The empress didn't care about her face, she tried to show her weakness with crystal things, even if she could win a little bit of sympathy.

"Why?" The general raised the corner of his mouth, "I hate Kyoto, I hate everyone... I am not afraid of losing my head, everyone includes His Majesty."

"Bold!" The sharp and unfeeling words deeply hurt a warm heart. For the last bit of dignity, the empress turned around, not wanting to cry in front of the ruthless people. Calm down, "No one has ever dared to speak to me like this...General, you are so proud of being favored."

"I hope you will take back all your love, I am not worthy, and I don't want to."

"Forget it...forget it..." Qin Yan raised her face and forced back the tears in her eyes. The scorching sun shone unscrupulously on the dragon face full of grievances. Low-pitched crying: "It's useless to talk too much, you'll only hurt people with one sentence after another.

I am not an ordinary woman, how can I allow you to ridicule and despise again and again, but you are just a person who is very eye-catching. The world is so big, there are so many people, there are many people who are more in line with your heart.In addition, talking about love in a hurry, it seems that I love casually. "

To save some dignity and face, the empress took a breath and sighed: "Zhen, let you go."

Murong Anran looked at the back, and couldn't bear to take another look... She was really afraid that her dead heart would be shaken by such affection.

She should go and endure the scorching heat and cold of Kunyuji, and she should be alone all her life.

Murong Anxin thought about it for a while, afraid that Qiao Jiuyou would use another trick, and added uneasy: "As far as I know, the regent has been obsessed with Weichen for many years, and his heart is cruel. Anyone who likes Weichen, she will definitely get rid of it." .”

Impressively, the Empress turned pale with shock.

She never thought that Qiao Jiuyou would have such thoughts.

"On the wedding day, although the regent drank a cup of tea with her late husband, Jin Rong was poisoned and died, and the other party could not get rid of the responsibility. I have no evidence and cannot prove it. Otherwise, she must be brought to justice."

"It turns out that you and Jiuyou are also involved," Qin Yan shook her head and smiled wryly. Things were chaotic, and liking alone could change anything. She had seen Qiao Jiuyou and a pretty woman like a flower, except for her identity. , how can I compare with myself.

At this moment, the regent rushed over, the empress heard the movement, turned around, lowered her eyes, and reminded the people at her feet: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence, I and Jiuyou share the same root, and the empress dispute will end." For her and Xueqing, she will not defy the world and plot chaos."

Murong Anran hesitated to speak, thinking about it, no one can believe in himself without evidence.

"Your Majesty!" Qiao Jiuyou stepped forward, sweating profusely. Pearls and jade jingled, before the Empress, she knelt on one knee and cupped her fists and said, "Slow down, Your Majesty."

Three people, two kneeling and one standing, each with their own thoughts.

Qin Yan was surprised by the visitor. Qiao Jiuyou knew how to measure, and her words and deeds were always dignified and calm. She had never been so panic-stricken. Her cheeks were flushed with sweat from the violent running, and half of the tourmaline and pearl tassels were hung on her hair bun, and half of them were shaking. , as the general said, is it almost obsessed?

"Jiuyou, please, what's the matter?"

"I hope Your Majesty will keep the general in the capital." Qiao Jiuyou didn't follow the order and stood up. In this way, she showed her intention to force Murong to stay safely.

Qin Yan smiled helplessly, "Tell me your opinion."

The regent glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye, and said frankly, "The general has dedicated ten years of youth to Yuqiong. Now that the border is stable, the barbarians have retreated far away, and the war has ceased, why go to Kushou again."

"Yes, after ten years of hard work, I should rest in the capital, this is the way to wait." The empress said deliberately.

Qiao Jiuyou's expression relaxed. She was supported by the empress, and without wiping off her sweat, she stared at the general with love and hatred.

The empress understood that with such eyes, a woman's intuition is the most sensitive, and she was a little embarrassed in the midst of this deep affection.

It turned out that the general and the regent had been involved for a long time, so he stepped in and pretended to be affectionate.

In such a situation, it is also difficult for Qin Yan to make a choice. It is too ruthless and arbitrary to split the person in front of her without knowing the real situation. "Unfortunately, the general has made up his mind and submitted the blood letter. I don't want to refute his wish."

The regent turned his face away, tried to keep calm, his mind was thinking fast, ordinary excuses would not be able to keep people, he had to use his sword to take the lead, if he could arouse the empress' fear, he didn't need to waste his words.

Soon, Qiao Jiuyou regained his majestic demeanor, stared at him condescendingly, and said condescendingly: "The general is troubled by trivial matters, and his mood is low, which is understandable.

But it is inappropriate to stay at the border for a long time, there is no war at the border, the general has been at the top of the list for ten years, and he has already had a group of loyal subordinates, so it is inevitable that he will be criticized. The words "supporting soldiers and self-respect" are taboo in any dynasty.The general is wise, rather than being smeared by others, it is better to give the opportunity to the younger generation, not to mention getting a good name, but also let them exercise and work for Yuqiong as soon as possible. "

These words made Qin Yan deeply feel how powerful and ruthless Qiao Jiuyou was. If she was a fool, she would definitely not let the tiger go back to the mountain after hearing this provocation.

In order to keep people, the regent tried to comfort them, but at the same time charged them with serious crimes, forcing them to give up.

Love did not overwhelm the empress's reason and judgment, because she also loved the general, and knew that moving with emotion and understanding with reason would not be able to retain people's hearts. Only by taking the safety of the country to hold it forcibly, Murong Anran had no room to refute.

"I definitely don't have that kind of thought! I only wish to sacrifice my remaining body to the frontier."

"People's hearts are separated by belly, who can know your true thoughts?" Qiao Jiuyou said solemnly: "There is an emperor in Kyoto, which is a treasured land of geomantic omen. You are a poisonous oath and a blood book. People who don't know think that your majesty treats you badly. What is Yuqiong's face when it comes out? As a citizen of Yuqiong, why don't you think about it for His Majesty?"

Dai Mei gradually raised her eyebrows, Qin Yan pursed her lips tightly, and Qiao Jiuyou stood beside her, but she felt a sense of remoteness without blood relationship, which was too strong.

Maybe, she didn't know Qiao Jiuyou too well.

Qin Yan had to think about what Murong Anran said before, and became suspicious of Qiao Jiuyou.

The regent turned his face back, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is my humble opinion, and I don't want to count it. I hope you will decide whether the general will go or stay."

Maybe it was the hatred or jealousy that couldn't be asked for, the empress laughed uncontrollably, then turned around, unwilling to see the two of them again.

With a slim figure, he slowly pulled away.

After a while, the servants in the royal study held out two freshly baked edicts, and Lang Lang chanted them under the blue sky and broad daylight:

"Jade-faced general Murong Anran, who speaks disrespectfully and commits crimes. From today onwards, the Murong clan will be removed from the genealogy and will have nothing to do with it. I will give you the rest of your life to guard the kunyu ridge until you die. If you get married and start a business, your heirs will not be allowed to set foot in the capital." , Those who disobey the order will be beheaded."

Murong Anran knelt down to listen to the imperial decree, deeply moved in her heart, she hurt Qin Yan, but this woman, at the last moment, protected her family.

That is to say, she is going to do things that are harmful to nature and reason, and she is no longer afraid of punishing the nine clans.

"The Regent accepts the order." The servant said.

Qiao Jiuyou heard Murong Anran's will, her heart was cold, she never thought that the Empress would not be provoked.

"Your Highness? Receive the order?" the servant leaned forward and asked.

The regent refused to accept her fate, and she still had a chance. When she came to the throne, she would definitely change the imperial edict.

"Sir, accept the order." Qiao Jiuyou responded coldly.

"About Murong Anran sticking to the frontier for the rest of his life, I have made up my mind, and my holy will is in line with the teachings of my ancestors.

If I don't survive, the princes and generals of Yuqiong's generations will definitely guard it, and those who disobey the order will be unbearable.This! "

The regent sat on the ground for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face. This imperial decree created an insurmountable barrier between people and kingship.

……

In Qingmei Lane, Qiao Jiuyou cried like crazy.

With the combination of the two imperial edicts, even a fool can understand that the empress is wary of the regent.

Murong Anran admired Qin Yan from the bottom of her heart, and the other party accepted her feedback, sensing the ruthlessness and insidiousness in Qiao Jiuyou's few words, and on the premise of not hurting her face, she cut off the regent's thoughts.

If Qiao Jiuyou wanted to ascend the throne, she had to give up herself. If Qiao Jiuyou conspired against the king and usurped the throne, it would be difficult for her to get what she wanted.

The key point is that the empress let Qiao Jiuyou know that she was on guard, which was equivalent to tearing her face.

"Murong Anran, stop for me!"

The general didn't turn his head back, and said sarcastically: "Since I went to the border, you and I have never seen each other again. If the regent really loves me, he should abandon the throne and follow me. Don't you hate that you haven't been with me for so long? Not a chance?"

The person behind didn't reply, just kept crying.

"Because you know that once you give up the throne, you won't be able to sit on an equal footing with me, and you won't be able to coerce or lure me.

At that time, you, who have no rights, come to the border, to my territory, and I will naturally throw you into the wolves for the pleasure of revenge. " Murong Anran showed an unprecedented relaxed smile, and said with emotion: "Qiao Jiuyou, have you seen through His Majesty's will?Now, I have been expelled from the Murong Clan, but I have a lot of grievances and revenge, even if I commit a heinous crime, I will be the only one who dies. "

"Your Majesty, personally cast me into a sharp knife. As long as you dare to approach, I will pierce your heart and avenge Jin Rong!"

"So, in this life, you will never want to have me!"

On the "chessboard", Qiao Jiuyou was checkmate, unable to move at all. She never wanted the empress to do so tightly, and cut down fiercely.

"Murong Anran, you are so cruel!" Qiao Jiuyou scolded angrily with red eyes: "I have loved you for so many years, and you treated me like this?!"

Murong Anran raised his face without any waves, and sighed, "Qiao Jiuyou, no one would like to see you die more than me. If you don't believe me, come to the border, and I will let your blood flow without hesitation. Dry."

The regent's heart felt as if he had been dug out, and tears streamed down his face.

If she didn't believe it, she would never believe it was so heartless.

She wants to chase, stop, force the other person to fall in love with her, and tie him by her side forever.

Murong Anran strode forward, and he, Qiao Jiuyou, and this sad, hopeless, heart-eating Jingdu were about to part forever.

Qiao Jiuyou crazily chased after him, the black gold dragon robe fluttering around.

After all, her feet could not keep up with a heart. The regent tripped suddenly, and the golden dragon hairpin fell to the ground with a clang. His face was blurred.

Even in such a tragic scene, the people in front did not let go.

Qiao Jiuyou was really in pain. She sat on the ground slumped, crying to her unstoppable back: "Anran, I hurt..."

This time, her general didn't come forward in a hurry, and never held her in his arms again.

Soon, the figure disappeared in Qingmei Lane.

In the alley, only Qiao Jiuyou's love affair was in complete failure.

The author has something to say:

After counting, the finale is coming soon, the hole dug will finally be filled, tired