Chapter 209 Fire in the cold palace

Qingyun knew that Lan Ling was also himself, but he still felt very uncomfortable. She hoped that Ling Chen could fall in love with Qingyun, but she also didn't want him to fall in love with her. Seeing him in so much pain made her heartache again.

She reached out and set the sword aside, "Whoever I am, have I hurt you?"

"What is your purpose? Who sent you here?" Ling Chen asked her in a hoarse voice.

"I want to come by myself. Your Majesty, there are many things in this world that we don't know, and nothing in this world is constant. Lan Ling has done a lot for you, you have been for her for more than two years, Lan Ling If you know it, you will be content." Qing Yun said.

"Shut up!" He looked at her with restraint, his arms dropped, as if he could no longer raise the sword in his hand, he turned around, his back was tall and long, but there was endless loneliness.

Qingyun looked at his back, suddenly rushed up, and hugged him from behind.

"Lingchen, Lingchen, Lan Ling is dying because of you, she definitely wants you to live happily!"

Ling Chen stood there, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, he struggled, but Qing Yun did not let go.

Everyone looked and turned and left the Shufang Palace.

Huo Jingyun was the last to turn around and leave, his eyes were as deep as the bottom of the sea, sparkling.

Ling Chen couldn't break free from Qingyun, he sighed deeply, turned around and hugged her into the inner door of Shufang Palace.

He kicked the door with his foot, the door slammed shut, and he slammed Qingyun onto the bed.

The man's chest rose and fell sharply, and his eyes were confused.

Qingyun closed her eyes, she just wanted to stay by his side and remind him with something familiar to each other that she was his wife.

His eyes flickered, Ling Chen gritted his teeth. Lan Ling was lying in Linhua Hall, ignorant of the world, but he was always thinking about Qingyun. She shuttled through his palace without any scruples, she went to Linhua Hall privately, she blatantly hooked up with him, and he did not punish her.

He didn't do what he promised to Lan Ling. He didn't even fulfill a small wish before her death. This was the most painful thing for him. He will definitely wait for Lan Ling to wake up, until he can't wait any longer.

He didn't believe that he would really be moved by Qingyun. She is just like Lan Ling in some places, just like the replacement that King Rui found for him before. Yes, she is the substitute.

She racked her brains so hard to hook him, she can come if she wants, he is not someone who likes to run away. After letting her approach, he will definitely see her purpose.

Ling Chen looked at her: "You really want to follow me?"

Qingyun opened his eyes, "I just want you to live a normal life."

He raised his face and smiled, with that kind of playful look on his face, his big hand placed on his neck and slowly slid down.

Qing Yun instinctively pushed him, and he smiled mockingly: "Aren't you very courageous?"

She stared at him with moisture in her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly.

He also looked into her eyes, but didn't take the next step, as if he was deeply stinged, got up suddenly, overturned something on the table, and with a crackling sound, he left.

Huo Jingyun stood outside.

"Your Majesty, did Qingyun offend your Majesty?" Huo Jingyun asked.

Ling Chen glanced at him: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to her."

While he was talking, thick smoke billowed from the northwest corner, and the fire was soaring into the sky.

"Where is the water going?" Ling Chen said as he walked over quickly. Huo Jingyun followed closely behind the emperor.

Qingyun also saw the thick smoke and ran to the northwest corner with Xiaojing.

That location is the cold palace.

The fire is big. Qingyun heard Huo Jingyun say that there is only one empress in the cold palace, that is Wen Heng.

The guards and the servants put out the fire with water, and Qingyun stood behind the onlookers.

She saw Ling Chen standing there with his hands behind his back, Prince Rui, Han Zhitao, and Huo Jingyun were all fighting the fire.

King Rui always wanted to rush in, but Gu Fan couldn't hold him back.

After a while, heard a scream in front of me and the sound of a house collapsing.

Standing here, Qingyun has a strange feeling, goosebumps all over his body, this fire is strange.

Her back was tingling with chills, and she always felt that something could happen.

With another burst of exclamation, Qingyun saw King Rui hug a person from inside.

Under the light of the fire, she recognized at a glance that it was Wen Heng.

Her hair is all white, her face is pale, and she looks haggard, but she is as beautiful as ever.

King Rui put her on the ground, she supported King Rui to stand up straight, raised her eyes to look at Ling Chen, and bowed to salute: "Your Majesty..." She was already sobbing.

When Ling Chen saw her white hair, he turned around and left.

He saw that Wen Heng was safe and left. It turned out that he was still worried about Wen Heng.

Qingyun watched from a distance.

When Ling Chen walked back, he saw her standing there.

"Why are you here to join in the fun so late?" he reprimanded her.

Qingyun's face was pale and sneered: "This fire is strange."

Ling Chen looked at her, "What do you want to say?"

"If the cold palace burns down, there will be nowhere to hold Wen Heng. Where are you going to lock Wen Heng? Will you let her go?" Qingyun asked.

Ling Chen looked at her coldly: "You know a lot, and you manage a lot. Qingyun, don't think that if you save my life, I won't be able to cure your sins!"

But Qingyun's question is very reasonable. The cold palace is destroyed, and there is no place to hold her. Two years later, they have all been punished. He can make a black room like a jamsil to hold Wen Heng and make her like a ghost. Live the same?

Qing Yun had already turned and left, with her trembling shoulders and stubborn figure, Ling Chen couldn't help staring at her.

Wen Heng was locked in Fang Palace next to Leng Palace, which was originally a clothes room. There is a small yard. It was still the two old women who served her. Four guards stood outside the door.

Here, you can see the sun, green trees, flowers, life, and even the voice of someone talking.

This is what Wen Heng bought with his life. She has a son and she doesn't want to die.

On the second day, Qingyun got up very late, and it was almost noon before she groomed and let Xiaojing help her groom.

A cheerful voice came from outside the door, and when Qing Yun heard it, it was Ling Shuang.

It was really Ling Shuang who came in, followed by Pearl.

"You're already a mother, why are you still so unstable." Qingyun happily stepped forward to hold her hand, but suddenly realized that it was the first time they saw him, so he let go.

Ling Shuang was stunned, what Qing Yun said sounded familiar to them.

"We heard Brother Han and my fifth brother say that there is someone in the palace who looks like my sister-in-law. Come and have a look." Ling Shuang said.

"Hello, princess." Qingyun greeted.

"How are you staying in my palace?" Ling Shuang looked at Qing Yun.

"Very well, is the princess coming back to live?" Qingyun asked.

"No, I definitely live in the General's Mansion."

Pearl has been silent, just looking at Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at her tenderly, "Mrs.'s son is also two years old, right?"

Pearl nodded, "Princess also knows that, yes, she is two years old."

Qingyun wanted to ask her if Prince Rui was treating her well now. She thought that what Wen Heng did back then would make it impossible for Prince Rui to fall in love with her again, but the fire in the cold palace showed that Prince Rui was still affectionate towards Wen Heng.

"I heard that the princess is Brother Huo's junior sister? Do you know Sister-in-law Ling?" Ling Shuang asked.

"I'm Huo Jingyun's junior sister. I don't know Lan Ling, but I've heard a lot about her. I think, I like her. We are very similar. I mean temperament."

Ling Shuang smiled: "Then can you not leave? Stay with my imperial brother?" Ling Shuang stepped forward and held her hand.