Obviously, Empress Dowager Lu regarded the word "mother queen" in Dugu Jialuo's mouth as herself. Her eyes, which were originally suspected, were full of worry at this time.

Empress Dowager Lu also had a daughter named "An Ning". Princess An Ning fell into a state of drowning and died before she was seven years old. For this reason, Empress Dowager Lu was once in a state of dismay and almost committed suicide in depression.

In fact, Princess Anning did not die suddenly, but was strangled to death by Empress Dowager Lu, because the young Anning discovered that Empress Dowager Lu had committed adultery with King Wei Zhao, and the tiger poison did not eat her son.

The vicious Queen Mother Lu was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so she strangled An Ning to death, and then ordered someone to throw Princess An Ning's body into the pool to forge the illusion of falling and drowning.

Queen Mother Lu still remembers the scene when she strangled An Ning to death. The weak An Ning shouted over and over again, "No, Mother, no...no..."

The pale face and the powerless begging appeared in Queen Mother Lu's dream every day. Therefore, Queen Mother Lu was stunned when she heard Dugu Jialu's murmuring.

In the midst of loss of consciousness, Huanzhu walked in and whispered in Queen Mother Lu's ear.

After a moment, Empress Dowager Lu stood up, put Huanzhu's hand, swung her lotus steps lightly, and walked out of the hall gate. When she saw Mu Qiu, she ordered: "Take good care of the queen. If something happened, I will ask you."

"I understand that even if the Empress Dowager doesn't say it, I will take good care of my master. If the Empress Dowager knew that the Empress Dowager loved her like this, she would definitely be very happy. It would be too miserable for the Empress to lose her mother at a young age.

If possible, I beg the Empress Dowager to treat the Empress as her biological daughter. In this way, the maternal love that the Empress lost will be happy." Mu Qiu said with hope in his eyes.

"Ai family, I know, you should take good care of the queen. There is still something important to do in the Ai family."

"Great greeting the Queen Mother." Mu Qiu leaned over to salute, and spoke very respectfully. If Queen Mother Lu turned around, she would definitely see the deep disgust and disdain in Mu Qiu's eyes. Unfortunately, she couldn't see it.

...

Time flies, and it will soon be night again. The night is hazy, accompanied by drizzle, falling on people's faces, cold and cold.

In the station, a man in white stood in front of the window with his hands folded, with an inexplicable smile on his thin lips.

Suddenly, a woman appeared from nowhere and half knelt on the ground to salute: "See your master."

"Get up." The man was silent for a moment, and his thin red lips opened: "How is she?"

"I haven't woken up yet, my wound is too deep and I almost died. However, my master has fed her snow lotus, so I guess it won't be a serious problem." The woman answered the man with great respect.

"Um."

For a moment, the two fell into silence and had nothing to say. At this moment, the drizzle outside the house turned into a pouring rain, hitting the peonies, and the petals scattered all over the ground. The messy beauty was extremely bleak.

"You, protect her and stop hurting her."

The woman was stunned and then returned to her spirit and said, "I will do it."

The man nodded: "Go back, she needs you now."

"Yes, I've sued."

In an instant, everything returned to its previous appearance, but the rain became heavier and heavier.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the man's face, and that man was Jun Linyuan.

"It is better to retreat and build a net than to seek fishing in the abyss." This is the origin of the name of Jun Linyuan. Jingzhao Royal took it with him.

Yes, Emperor Jingzhao was very nice to him, maybe because of his mother, or because he was his child, but no matter how good he was, he hated him.

Jun Linyuan sighed quietly and took out a long flute from his sleeve. The flute was exactly the same as Dugu Jialuo's, except that there were many snow patterns carved on the flute.

He pushed Changxiao to his lips, closed his eyes, and his fair fingers began to hop, and a gentle and beautiful rhythm was heard, drifting away on a lonely rainy night, arousing a lively auditory feast.

Just a song, Jun Linyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After all, it's not like it."

Jun Linyuan played the "Love Heart" that Dugu Jialuo originally said, but he didn't know that it was "Love Heart". In fact, Jun Linyuan had learned it seven or eight points, probably because he had "Love" in his heart.

But this "love" has never been understood by anyone, but it is too late to make people understand it.

Jun Linyuan was stunned at the blurry rainy night. In the turbulent air, there was no more joy, only the sound of falling rain.

About half a quarter of an hour later, a Haidong Qing flew into the house and fell into Jun Linyuan's hands.

Jun Linyuan took out the note hidden in Haidongqing's mouth, slowly twisted it open, looked at the font, and raised a sneer: "Haha, can't you wait at last?"

After the words finished, he raised his bare hands and the note turned into pieces and slowly fell to the ground.

The night is quiet, the rain is ruthless, the messy is left.

The wind is gentle and the sun is in the sky. Nearby, a few hibiscus flowers on the wall are blooming in full bloom, extremely prosperous, like piles of red snow; in the distance, several rockery dotted under the blue sky, green and quiet, like a screen erected on the house.

Dugu Jialuo stood in front of the window in a crimson satin brocade begonia pattern cloak, stroking the window ridge painted with vermilion paint. Since she was injured on the wedding day, she has been lying on the bed for four and a half months. Even if she had precious medicine to nourish her body every day, she was still not as good as before. Her heart was a little regretful and agreed to Yang Jian to help him get rid of King Zhao of Wei and Queen Mother Lu. However, she had only one way to go, and she could no longer look back for revenge.

His eyes were slightly closed, but he heard a slight sound from the palace gate. When he looked back, he saw Mu Qiu had crossed the threshold and turned around to cover the palace gate.

Mu Qiu saw that Dugu Jialuo had woken up, and the white jade porcelain bowl with ginseng health medicine in her hand fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound. Her eyes were sore and red, and her face was filled with joy. She couldn't help but hug Dugu Jialuo tightly and choked and said, "Princess, you have finally woken up. I thought you can never wake up again. Now it's fine, you have finally woken up."

"Silly girl". Dugu Jialuo gently stroked Mu Qiu's black hair and wiped his tears with white silk for Mu Qiu. He was a little weak and weak: "Stop crying, look, I'm okay? I'm happy. Besides, I will never allow myself to die before the joy and righteousness. Before I took my great revenge, the King of Hell would definitely not dare to accept me." Her eyes were full of perseverance and was full of bone-to-broken hatred.

When Mu Qiu looked up, he did not notice the anger in her eyes. He only saw crystal beads of sweat rolling down Dugu Jialuo's pale cheeks to the ground. He was anxious in his heart. He grabbed Dugu Jialuo's hand and helped her to the phoenix couch behind the screen, and said angrily: "The Empress's body has just recovered from illness, and the autumn wind is cold. If it invades the body, what should I do?"

Mu Qiu's eyes fell on the phoenix couch, and he did not notice that Dugu Jialuo's body was stiff when he heard the "Empress".

She murmured to herself: "Empress...Empress...So...I'm already the queen...Empress..."

There was a brief silence. When the sound of his forehead hitting the cold floor tiles floated in the hall, Dugu Jialuo came to his senses and was about to lean over to help Mu Qiu up, but he saw her very blamelessly: "I shouldn't call the princess "Empress". I know that the princess hates this title the most, don't be angry."

Dugu Jialuo helped Mu Qiu up, held her face, smiled and said, "Silly girl, how could I be angry? When I was talking about the cold palace, you were the only one who was willing to accompany you, put me first everywhere, and have been with me for more than five years. I have already treated you as my sister.

I was just afraid that I would end up like my mother. Even if I was just a short-lived queen, I would never want to enter the cold palace again in this life. That dirty, terrifying, dark, and never dawn." The narrow and long eyes closed, and there was not much expression on my face. I sighed and said, "Mid-Autumn, call me "Empress" in front of others in the future. When there is no one, call me princess."

Mu Qiu knew her fear and helplessness in her heart. All her sighs turned into pity in her heart. She leaned over and said, "I remember it."

Mu Qiu held Dugu Jialuo's slender jade hand and smiled like a flower, saying, "The princess went to the couch to rest first. I just sprinkled the decoction that I should take today. Now I will serve a bowl."

"Did all the messengers who came to congratulate each other have left?"

Mu Qiu didn't expect Dugu Jialuo to ask this question. He was stunned at first, and then he had a smile in his eyes and said, "Yes, we're leaving, what's wrong? Princess, why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, go, well, when you come in, you will summon all the palace maids in the hall and ask me to select a few reliable people to be on duty in the hall. The others will be sent to the palace gate or do miscellaneous work to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Mu Qiu nodded, "I understand."

There was silence in the hall, and the white smoke of medicine that radiated from the gilded incense burner filled the air and then disappeared.

After taking off the soft-soled palace shoes of Dugu Jialuo with phoenix-patterned Shu brocade, and after tucking in the golden silk brocade quilt, Mu Qiu left, leaving only Dugu Jialuo.

She looked at the floating white Yan and remembered the scene when she first met him when she was fourteen years old.

He was wearing a white sable fur and sipping drunk peach blossoms, lying beside the beautiful reed pond. She stopped on the white jade bridge, looked at him who was free and unrestrained, and was slightly stunning. Later, he played a flute song to make him discover her...

Dugu Jialuo shook his head gently. Now he is a woman and should not be foolish. He never belongs to her. In the past, now, and in the future, different customs and identities, like the borders of a ditch, are destined to be out of fate in this life. But the three thousand black hairs flying and white clothes are always in her mind and cannot be removed.

Outside the hall, the Hehuan flowers were in full bloom. Inside the hall, strings of crystal tears fell on the golden silk pillow, dizzying from water marks.

About half a quarter of an hour, Mu Qiu came in with a large group of palace maids.

"The Queen is blessed with Jin'an." A huge voice came from the crowd.

Dugu Jialuo ignored it and took the medicine from Muqiu's hand and drank the medicine with a warm white jade spoon with tentacles. Sometimes, he made a crisp and pleasant sound of collision between jade. Everything seemed careless, but in fact he could see the expressions and movements of the palace maids.
Chapter completed!