08 Quan Dang was discussing the plan with himself from the corner of his eye: "Third, the host can find someone to give birth to a child, and he can listen to the politics behind the curtain and help the child to rise to power."
It's just that his host doesn't seem to have been in love yet, and he doesn't know if he can adapt to having another person around him.
Yu Guang responded to 08's words with a smile: "It's good. If the next child doesn't live up to expectations, I can still continue to have children. It's not my body anyway, so just do whatever you want."
The plan was rejected one after another, and 08's mood was a little low: ".Host, what are your plans?"
These are all plans he searched for on the strategy platform. I really don’t know why the host doesn’t like it.
Yu Guang did not reply to 08's words, but left the conscious space directly: The smell here is not good, and there is stupidity everywhere.
The consciousness returned to the body again, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that compared with the previous clients, this client's body was unusually heavy.
Feeling something strange in his body, he closed his eyes tightly and felt it again: the client was missing two teeth, had abdominal pain, and felt chest tightness and pain when breathing.
Headache, dizziness, sweet and strong metallic taste in mouth.
Mercury poisoning!
Out of the corner of my eye, I made a preliminary judgment on the original owner's body, which was quite interesting.
She has always been a person who means what she says, and everything she just said is true.
Ye Chenhui, who was still acting as a couple, was the first to return to normal: "Who is so bold and dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of me?"
And took this opportunity to leave the mourning hall.
Everyone stopped crying immediately and tensed their backs in alarm.
Now that Your Majesty's foundation is not stable, if word spreads about the Queen's fraud, I don't know how it will be spread.
Ye Chenhui lost the ability to speak in an instant and just stood there looking at the corner of his eye in shock.
However, Qin Chuan reacted the fastest and immediately gave Xiao Luo a wink: "Seal the coffin!"
Following the movements of those hands, the clanging sound of burial accessories colliding with each other resounded in the mourning hall.
This voice was so familiar that everyone was stunned. As a gust of cold wind passed by, the hairs on their bodies stood up.
Just as there was a commotion in the mourning hall, Yu Guang's voice suddenly sounded: "I promise you."
Liu Qinglian saw this scene first with sharp eyes, and immediately screamed: "There is a ghost!"
The two exchanged glances, and Xiao Luo picked up an incense burner with his backhand and smashed it directly into Yu Guang's head.
His heartbeat accelerated, almost jumping out of his throat, and there was a tremor in his voice: "You are a human or a ghost."
The makeup on Yu Guang's face was very heavy, which made the color of the rouge on her lips look even more ferocious, and even gave people the illusion that she had just drank raw blood.
Xiao Luo often practiced with Qin Chuan on weekdays, and he understood what Qin Chuan meant in just a moment.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a pair of bluish-white hands with long gold armor suddenly appearing on the edge of the coffin.
At that moment, Ye Chenhui could hardly hold back his indifferent persona.
Sensing Ye Chenhui's fear, he slowly opened his lips out of the corner of his eye, revealing his teeth that looked even whiter against the red lips: "I heard that you were reluctant to leave me, so I came here to take a look, and I took you and the sisters with me by the way.
Hit the road."
Fortunately, Xiao Luo and Qin Chuan were still calm. They not only stopped the others from shouting, but also ordered the guards outside the door not to come in.
Then he fell down softly.
And the sins of the previous dynasty were still on the verge of happening, which forced him to think more.
The mourning hall suddenly resounded with screams and screams, as well as the voice of a woman shouting "protect me".
As he was explaining, he saw that the women's originally relaxed expressions became tense again, and their eyes widened.
For example, what happened now, could it be caused by those who coveted his throne?
Qin Chuan drew out the soft sword from his waist, used four ounces of skill to lift the coffin lid from the ground, and dropped it towards the coffin where Yu Guang was.
Women have followed Ye Chenhui for many years, so they naturally know what Ye Chenhui wants.
The original owner was the queen, how did she come into contact with mercury?
He first cast a praising look at Xiao Luo and Qin Chuan, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't panic. Within two days after a person dies, the body's nerves will have conditioned reflexes due to changes in the external environment. If a person dies, he will die.
Well, there is no such thing as corpse fraud."
As virtuous concubines and virtuous concubines, Xiao Luo and Qin Chuan were both allowed to carry swords before the emperor.
The other palace people who stayed by the coffin naturally saw this scene. They did not dare to shout like the imperial concubine, but just took a breath of cold air and stepped back together.
Following Liu Qinglian's prompting, the other women also saw those blue-white hands with corpse spots. They were also frightened and rolled and crawled back towards the door.
It was only because of his status as an emperor that he couldn't hold back his tears.
Ashes to dust, dust to dust, in this situation, no matter whether the person in the coffin is a human or a ghost, they have to drag this person out and bury him.
Another obedient palace servant had already walked to Ye Chenhui and quickly carried Liu Qinglian away.
Ye Chenhui's voice was choked with sobs, as if he could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart.
He is the Son of Heaven, the one destined by destiny, so naturally he is not afraid of the evil spirits of Lao Shizi.
Even Xiao Luo and Qin Chuan's expressions became frightened.
Ye Chenhui obviously did not expect that his beloved wives, who had followed him through life and death, would be frightened by such pseudo-supernatural events.
Out of the corner of his eye, he slowly began to adapt to his body, and the voice of Ye Chenhui holding the coffin and sighing could be heard again: "Queen, you and I have been married for many years, and now we have finally come to this point, how can you bear to leave me!"
The imperial concubine took advantage of the situation and nestled beside Ye Chenhui, pretending to be a clinging bird, which further aroused Ye Chenhui's desire for protection.
He has only been on the throne for three years, and there are always people in both the government and the public who do not sincerely submit to him.
Ye Chenhui felt something was wrong and turned around suddenly, only to see out of the corner of his eye that he was sitting in the coffin with a white face wearing death makeup, looking at him with a half-smile.
Ye Chenhui hugged Liu Qinglian's slender waist, his brain running rapidly.
Although he also came to this world through the resurrection of a dead body, this does not mean that he can accept the strange scene in front of him.
She immediately comforted Ye Chenhui with a sad voice, especially the imperial concubine. She clutched her chest and was so sad that she couldn't help herself. She cried repeatedly that she wished she could take her own life and die in the place of her original owner.
You can use the sword in front of the emperor, and naturally you can use it in front of the queen.
In the past three years, they had used their swords to pick apart the original owner's hair bun, robe, and even trousers with the wrong hand.
Every time the original owner cried to Ye Chenhui, he would only receive helpless comfort from Ye Chenhui: "We are all a family, and you are their sister. You just need to be more tolerant on weekdays. They are just harmless jokes, don't worry about it so much.
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It was just a harmless joke to hurt the queen's face. Now it is naturally their duty to send the queen to her grave.