An Lan only knew the approximate number, but didn't know the specific number of people, let alone why Lin Qingluan suddenly asked this.

Lin Qingluan looked at the rain curtain, with a coldness in her eyes. She slowly said, "There are a total of thirty-six people in the Lin family."

Of course, this is ten years later.

Ten years later, Shangguan Lie issued an imperial edict. From the two legitimate sons of the Lin family to the grandson of the Lin family who was sweeping away the slaves, thirty-six people in the Lin family all executed the execution, and the entire Lin family no longer had a trace of life.

Only the ground is full of blood.

"Master, are you homesick?" An Lan saw the tears dripping from Lin Qingluan's chin, and was shocked to realize that she was actually crying.

She hurriedly wiped Lin Qingluan's face with her sleeve: "Are you still having a nightmare? Master?"

"I want to go back." Lin Qingluan tried her best to keep her voice steady, but her trembling voice still betrayed her mood.

She wanted to go back to the Lin Mansion and just be the general's daughter, not the concubine who favored the Sixth Palace.

She wanted to leave the imperial city, marry anyone, just be an ordinary decent lady, give birth to a few lovely children, and hear the word "mother" that she would never hear in two lifetimes.

Perhaps it was just the most common wish of a person, but from the moment Shangguan Lie came to the Lin Mansion with the intention of conferring a marriage, these became impossible.

She never asked for supreme rights. Once she only wanted sincerity and feelings, but unfortunately she failed miserably.

As of now, she wants nothing more. She just wants to live. She just wants the thirty-six members of the Lin family to live.

Sometimes she was so anxious that she almost wanted to pick up the scissors and stab Shangguan Lie directly in the heart. She hated him for being ruthless and ruthless, for taking things by force, and pretending to be affectionate to deceive her life.

But she can't.

She cannot resist such a serious crime as regicide. The Lin Mansion will be covered in blood again because of her impulse.

She can't.

Everything can only be planned slowly and done slowly.

But she hates it so much, really hates it...

Lin Qingluan wanted to hold back from crying, but the tears fell harder than the rain. She could only cover her eyes with one hand, not wanting to be seen in such an embarrassing state.

"Master..." An Lan anxiously circled around her, but didn't know what to do. Finally, she stamped her foot and said, "Slave, please go and ask the emperor to come over!"

"Don't!" Lin Qingluan grabbed An Lan. She was really afraid that when she saw Shangguan Lie, she would lose control and kill him.

Her hand covering her eyes dropped weakly, and after a while she smiled lightly: "Go get some wine." She looked at the sky outside again, "Drinking on a rainy day is good for it."

The wine was brought, but Lin Qingluan didn't drink it happily.

An Lan was not very smart, but very loyal. She could bear to turn a blind eye at first, but when she saw Lin Qingluan drink half of the bottle, she began to think about it, insisting that Lin Qingluan drink less.

Lin Qingluan couldn't bear the trouble, so she drove An Lan out and asked her to sleep outside, and then she got a moment of peace.

"Wine is really a good thing." Lin Qingluan drank until she was half drunk. The drizzle outside turned into a mist, but the sky was still dark.

It's so similar to her road ahead. She wants revenge, but doesn't know how to do it. Even now, she is still doing things she doesn't want to do. She is wasting every day, as if she can't find a way out, and there is only darkness in front of her eyes.

She could only rely on her own little strength to try her best to compete with the imperial power in an attempt to save the lives of dozens of people in her Lin family.

"What if it's like the Annan Marquis Mansion..." Lin Qingluan said to herself, if like the Annan Marquis, if they hand over their military power, might the emperor let them go?

No, in the previous life of Zunye, at the beginning of the tenth year, his brother defeated Bei Xinjiang, and then returned to Beijing according to the order and handed over the tiger talisman. Although he also gained the false name of Zhenbei Hou, he was framed for collaborating with the enemy and treason in just three years.

Unlike the Marquis of Annan, who was old and weak and had no successors, Shangguan Lie could not tolerate the Lin family, which was still on the upswing.

so hard.

Lin Qingluan took the wine bottle and took a sip into her mouth. But before the wine entered her throat, she was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand on her forearm.

Before she could scream, a smiling voice reached her ears: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

"Zhou...Zhou Chumu?" Lin Qingluan stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her window. She paused for a moment and frowned slightly, "How much did I drink?"

Zhou Chumu was amused by her and flew into the house holding on to the window sill. He didn't know where it came from. He was covered in misty moisture. He stood up and grabbed Lin Qingluan's wine bottle without ceremony.

Before Lin Qingluan could react, he took away the wine easily. Zhou Chumu also took a sip, and then looked at Lin Qingluan helplessly: "It's so strong, how can you use wine to relieve your sorrow?"

Lin Qingluan still frowned.

Zhou Chumu then continued to guess: "Is it because of the Emperor?"

"What do you care about?" Lin Qingluan didn't know how he came here. She was upset and didn't want to talk to anyone. "This is my bedroom, get out."

Zhou Chumu raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not leave. Instead, he approached her and put the coat she had dropped off on her body again.

He just stood behind her, bent slightly, his thin lips almost close to her ear, and whispered: "I feel that I am destined to be with you."

"Get lost." Lin Qingluan frowned coldly.

"Didn't your Majesty call me "I just now?" Zhou Chumu's eyes were puzzled, "My Majesty, do you know the people from the Annan Marquis' Mansion next to you?"

Lin Qingluan was stunned for a moment, remembering what she had just muttered, and then became more and more panicked.

She didn't hesitate to pick up the wine glass on the table, raised it and was about to smash it at Zhou Chumu: "How dare you follow me and eavesdrop on me?"

"...I just happened to be passing by and overheard it. I thought the empress was thinking about me." Zhou Chumu grabbed her wrist again. He was helpless. He took the wine glass and put it down, and then took her hand into his own little by little.

Explain carefully.

"I am now walking in front of the emperor, and can be regarded as the emperor's personal bodyguard. Tonight, I and another brother are on duty. I have just changed my shift. When I passed by, I vaguely saw the window open. I am afraid that there will be rain and moisture, and my empress will catch a cold again.

I came around to help my lady close the window..."

He helped Lin Qingluan pull up her coat and wrapped her up: "Unexpectedly, when I came over, I heard the empress talking about the Annan Hou Mansion. I thought the empress was also thinking about me."

Lin Qingluan looked at him with drunken eyes, and after a moment he smiled: "Forget it, you are the best at lying."

Zhou Chumu:?

He felt greatly wronged: "When did I ever deceive my empress?"

"Yeah, no, you are the best." Lin Qingluan broke away from his hand and waved it casually, but she stumbled and almost fell down. Zhou Chumu quickly tightened his arms around her, and then simply

He picked the person up, walked over and settled him on the bed.

Lin Qingluan raised her head and looked at him blankly. After a moment, she smiled again: "You are weak? Can't draw the bow? Can't sit still on a horse?"

"Ah, yes." Zhou Chumu also smiled, "Only when you are facing the empress do you have strength."

"Humph," Lin Qingluan took advantage of the wine and lay comfortably on the bed, tapping Zhou Chumu's pale red lips with her slender fingers, "Little liar."

Zhou Chumu grabbed her disturbing fingers, and the darkness in his eyes gradually deepened.

He slowly bent down and hugged the imperial concubine on the bed. He still had that careless smile on his face, but there was something more in his eyes.
Chapter completed!