Chapter 690 How Can You Have

Chapter 690 How could you have...

Lin Yue grabbed Zhang Yan's arm and pushed her forward, looking at her with piercing eyes.

"My queen, do you know why I was able to survive the cold and hunger?"

"Because of you."

Lying, well, it was a lie, just like a woman's "I have little emotional experience", it sounds fake, as for whether it works, only those who use it know.

Zhang Yan looked at him and was about to say something when the face opposite her, which she liked more and more, and missed more and more, suddenly came close to her, and then she couldn't speak because her cherry mouth was occupied.

Hmm~

Just like the scene in the dream.

However, today is destined to be different from the past, not only because the dream came true, but also because...

"This...this is..."

"You...how could you..."

Um...

(Thousands of words omitted here)

Half an hour later, Lin Yue stood up, put his feet on the ground, and took a deep breath.

Hiss~

Hiss~

Hiss~

Suppressed sobbing came from behind.

He looked back and saw Zhang Yan facing that way. The quilt slipped out a little, revealing a shoulder underneath.

"Why are you crying?"

Lin Yue thought to himself, how great it was that you frowned and wanted to refuse but also welcomed just now. It's not like I didn't satisfy you, making it seem like this fake eunuch bullying you.

He leaned over to that side, put his arm around Zhang Yan's waist, and wiped the tears from her face with his fingers.

"My queen, was I too rude just now?"

After almost ten seconds, she said faintly, "I never thought you would be a fake eunuch."

Lin Yue said, "Isn't this good?"

Yes, isn't this good?

Zhang Yan asked herself, and the answer she got was that this was good, because she knew that he had more, and the loneliness of living in the deep palace disappeared from her body without a trace, replaced by fulfillment, happiness and a sense of belonging.

But...

"Do you know why I cried?"

Lin Yue shook his head.

"Because I thought of the late emperor..."

It turned out that she was feeling guilty. Lin Yue sneered at her idea.

The husband who usually flirted with a lot of women died suddenly, and the virtuous wife had to remain a widow for him for the rest of his life? Judging from the three views of modern people, this is not unreasonable, it is called disrespecting women.

But who let this be the ancient times? Even if Lin Yue had no psychological barriers to cuckolding a tyrant, he always had to take care of his woman's emotions.

"You don't have to feel guilty. In return, I will help him avenge his hatred and kill the mastermind behind the treasure ship case so that he doesn't have to die in grievance."

Zhang Yan turned sideways, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she had a kind of moving beauty.

"News just came from outside the palace today that Wei Zhongxian is dead."

"Heh..."

"Could he still be alive?"

"Wei Zhongxian was not the initiator of the treasure ship case at all. The person who killed Xizong was the current emperor Zhu Youjian."

This simple sentence was a shock to Zhang Yan.

"How is it possible! Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. The relationship between the emperor and the uncle has always been very good."

"Just because the elder brother treats the younger brother well doesn't mean the younger brother will treat his elder brother well."

"I don't believe it..."

"It doesn't matter. Tonight, the queen will know whether what I said is true."

Lin Yue looked at her sad and worried look, and his heart rose again. He returned to the bed with his feet that had already gotten off the ground.

"You... why do you want it again? What if the maid sees it when she changes shifts..."

"So what? Don't forget your identity."

"But you are a fake."

"If the queen doesn't say it, I won't say it. Who would know? Besides, in front of those people, the fake me is more real than the real one."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to know?"

"I..."

"Don't say 'I', you should say 'this palace'."

"Why?"

Lin Yue thought to himself that it was of course for the sake of sentiment. It would be exciting if the little eunuch caused chaos in the palace.

That night, the moon was hidden and the stars sank, and everything was silent.

A ghostly shadow passed through the corridor, stepped over the green tiles, and jumped onto the second floor. Only a very subtle sound was heard during the whole process, which was almost negligible to ordinary people.

In a trance, Zhang Yan heard a very low voice drilling into her ear.

"Don't move, don't make any sound, I will come to pick up the queen in a while."

She thought to herself that it was impossible for me to make a sound. You blocked my mouth, tied my hands and feet, and wrapped my body with a quilt. What on earth do you want to do?

Half an hour ago, she was still sleeping in her bed, and half an hour later, she came outside. The key is that there are cool tiles under her body, and the cold night wind blows her hair, constantly scratching her cheeks, as if she is now on the roof of a building.

He got himself out of the palace?

This thought flashed through her mind, and a faint conversation came from downstairs.

After hearing the voice of one of them, her expression changed, because it was none other than the emperor's uncle Zhu Youjian.

"I couldn't contact you for more than a month, and I thought you had an accident."

"Yes, there was a small accident, but I'm very lucky."

"Hmm?"

"Don't worry, the matter has been settled, let's talk about your majesty."

"I was too impatient."

"Yes, you were too impatient. You let Wei Zhongxian leave the capital without getting his money."

"You know, sometimes I get a little scared when I think of you."

"If I wanted to kill Your Majesty, I could have done it as early as when you were still King Xin. Why should I make suggestions for you? I would use Wei Zhongxian to help you, the mastermind behind the treasure ship case, to kill the insiders and help you ride on the dragon without any danger. chair."

"Kill the insider? What does Ding Baiying say?"

"Your Majesty is still thinking about her? Do you want to kill me and Guo Zhen to silence us?"

"I finally know why you refuse to join the officialdom, because sooner or later I will kill you because of your attitude."

"This time I asked His Majesty to meet at Prince Xin's Mansion not to quarrel, but to discuss business."

"speak."

"I heard that Wei Zhongxian died?"

"Yes, the three Jin Yiwei men brought back Wei Zhongxian's body from Fucheng today."

"Does Your Majesty really believe that is Wei Zhongxian?"

"..."

"I also heard that Lin San was found."

"Yes, according to Luo Yangxing, Lin San was imprisoned in the cellar of Tian Ji's manor outside the city. After Tian Ji was arrested, the people in the manor dispersed. Fortunately, the people from Jin Yiwei heard his cry when they ransacked the house, otherwise Will definitely starve to death."

"After Wei Zhongxian's death, to whom does Your Majesty intend to hand over the management of the East Factory?"

"Zhao Jingzhong. During your absence, Zhao Jingzhong provided Han Kuang with a lot of information about the Eunuch Party. If he were to lead Dongchang, the efficiency of attacking the Eunuch Party would be much higher."

"May I ask Your Majesty, the task given to Zhao Jingzhong earlier was to capture Wei Zhongxian alive or to kill Wei Zhongxian?"

"Of course we must capture Wei Zhongxian alive."

"Then why did he die?"

"you mean?"

"That's just speculation on my part."

"There are so many civil and military officials in the dynasty, it's ridiculous that not many people can use it."

"If His Majesty really wants to use Zhao Jingzhong, he might as well transfer Lin San to Dongchang."

"You want me to use Lin San to contain and supervise Zhao Jingzhong?"

"Mutual checks and balances, mutual supervision, Dongchang can decide. Your Majesty can also gain a good reputation of clear rewards and punishments."

"You are indeed my good general."

"..."

Zhang Yan seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, not because the November wind was too cold, but because Zhu Youjian's words made her unable to accept it.

Sure enough, as Lin San said, the person who killed Zhu Youxiao was Zhu Youjian, and a few days ago she kindly told her husband's murderer to be careful of Hakka poisoning and to prepare his own food. Later, she even willingly served him He used his knife to deal with Wei Zhongxian and was grateful for the result.

Unexpectedly...

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Let's go."

At the same time as the sound came, she was knocked unconscious by a slap from behind.

…

She didn't know how much time had passed, but a familiar voice woke her up. When she opened her eyes, she saw a gauze curtain embroidered with colorful phoenixes and a quilt filled with flowers. The palace lantern by the window illuminated the side face of her beloved man.

It turned out that he had returned to Kunning Palace.

"Did you already know that he was the murderer of the late emperor?"

Lin Yue nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me until today?"

"Was it useful to tell the empress before? Hidden scissors behind her back and stabbed him to death? What will happen to the empress' family? What will happen to the country of Ming Dynasty? As for why she said it today... The empress now has a minister in her heart, and she will do stupid things on impulse. Something?"

Zhang Yan stopped talking, because Lin San was right. If she thought about it seriously, her hatred for Zhu Youjian now came more from the resentment of being deceived, rather than the hatred of her husband being killed.

At this moment, she was immersed in a honey jar and wanted to fight for Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian, but she couldn't do it.

Lin Yue took her into his arms: "So from now on, the empress does not have to feel guilty towards the late emperor. I will help the late emperor to avenge his hatred to comfort his spirit in heaven."

Zhang Yan looked up at his side face, and suddenly remembered the person who had just talked to Zhu Youjian.

"What is the relationship between that person just now and you?"

Lin Yue said something that made his beauty pale.