Today's incident started vigorously, but ended with Xuanye's injury and escaped.

Regent Xiao Yan and Emperor Shang Ji Feixiu looked at each other and exchanged glances. They felt a little suspicious in their hearts, but they did not show their feelings on the surface.

Chu Liumu and Jingci both looked at Zhou Yanqing with eager eyes.

Zhou Yanqing: “…”

She shrank her little body behind the emperor. She was not afraid of real swords and guns, but she couldn't resist the strange atmosphere.

This is so strange.

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Until the dust settled, Zhou Yanqing looked like he was in a fog when he returned to the palace.

Many people are confused about the things that happened today. Zhou Yanqing thought about them for a long time but still had no idea.

At night, she and Liang Wensai were as usual. After sleeping with sweat and exhausted, the monk came here quietly.

He stood beside the dragon bed and saw a pair of Qing Lingling's eyes.

Liang Wenqiu hugged Zhou Yanqing's shoulder, blinked his eyes, and looked at Jingci with a clear expression.

But Jingci seemed to have ignored him, and looked at Zhou Yanqing like this and stood there all night until dawn. He came out of Zichen Palace and saw the national teacher Chu Liumu, covered in water.

The two looked at each other, and then they staggered their eyes at the same time.

After a while, Chu Liumu spoke first.

"Yanyan is Zhou Jin. You were in a coma for a long time, and it was the throne ceremony. According to the timeline, Yanyan fell off the cliff and was probably taken away by Zhou Wenyuan's people. Before her injuries were cured, the throne ceremony was held immediately. Something happened to her at the throne ceremony."

Jingci looked dazed and asked, "Do you know where the person who attacked her at the throne ceremony?"

"I don't know yet. The Rong family, who is suspected to be Empress Dowager Xiaoxian and Yanyan's mother, but it doesn't seem to be like it. It may be a third-party force that has never appeared before."

Pure compassion is extremely silent.

After a while.

"Liu Mu, you said Liang Wenqian, what is his luck?"

Chu Liumu was stunned, then turned around with a stiff face.

Pure and merci sighed.

Chu Liumu: "..."

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Zhou Yanqing had a dream. The dream happened in the cold palace. She learned to speak and had just walked. But her mind was not a child, but her body was too young.

The biological mother, Concubine Rong, forced her to practice calligraphy. She was born with a rebellious attitude. The more Concubine Rong forced her, the more she was reluctant.

Concubine Rong set out for her, and she was covered in bruises.

At that time, she was still very young and dying, there was a young man who was a few years older than her, but he was like stars lying on the moon.

The child healed her, smiled at her, and cared for her.

In the dream, she was thinking that life is not easy, but there is always a kindness. Even in the cold palace, there is a hint of light and warmth.

This is a warm and happy dream that touches her heart.

After waking up from the dream, Zhou Yanqing turned over. She faced Liang Wenqin, her fingertips followed his eyebrows and outlined his outline.

The boy who looked like morning glory in his dream was very similar to Wenwen. His appearance was almost the same, but his personality was very different.

Zhou Yanqing thought for a while before saying to herself: "So we met a long time ago. You hadn't become like this at that time, and I was still young at that time."

"Fragrant fragrance..."

The little fool in his sleep muttered, then hugged her tightly.

The next day.

"What did you say?"

In the imperial study, Zhou Yanqing looked at the old monk who was still alive with a confused look on his face.

The monk took off his blood-gold robe and wore a snow-white monk's robe. The demon-subduing pestle, which always stayed away from his body, looked alone.
Chapter completed!