"Although His Majesty is dissatisfied with the Jiang family, if you have fled to such a remote place and will no longer affect the situation in the imperial city, he will let you and the Jiang family go."
Su Lian's attitude was distant, and his words had already made the person sitting opposite him turn pale.
Only then did Jiang Pingzhi realize that it was no wonder that she did not go to Jiangnan according to the route arranged by He Muyue at the beginning. Instead, she took him to the sparsely populated desert. It was not to travel with him and see the scenery, but to hide him far away.
Far.
Once upon a time, he actually needed his sweetheart to protect him?
Jiang Pingzhi curled his lips mockingly.
As the only son of the prestigious General Jiang, he actually did not inherit his father's blood and ambition. He originally thought that if he didn't offend others, no one would offend him, but the fact was that not only could he not retain the inheritance laid down by his father's generation, but he even
He cannot protect the woman he loves.
No wonder people in this world go to pieces for the sake of power.
Jiang Pingzhi's expression gradually became firm:
"Lian'er, do you like the position of imperial concubine?"
Su Lian was a little confused, but he answered honestly:
"yes."
"good."
Jiang Pingzhi responded softly, his usually gentle eyes revealing a sharp edge for the first time.
Su Lian didn't know how much trouble her words would cause in the future. If she had known, she would have eaten more to block her mouth.
The desert is located in a remote place, so they are the only guests in the inn.
"Get some rest and let's leave early."
Su Lian frowned slightly. For some reason, she always felt an extremely hot gaze behind her, but when she turned around, she couldn't find anything.
On the corner seat on the second floor, a young man in white with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.
"The woman you are talking about...is she?"
His voice was extremely hoarse as if it had been burned by fire, and he wore a silver ghost mask with purple fireflies on his face, which made his aura like the breeze and bright moon add a bit of mystery and weirdness.
"Young Master, I will never be mistaken. This woman looks exactly like Madam when she was young."
A stooped white-haired old man on the side said excitedly.
Hearing this, the man who was called Young Master moved his eyes to the woman downstairs again, his eyes full of nostalgia.
He was five years old when his mother passed away, and because he was overdosed on poison by a thief, he only has some vague and fragmented memories. In these memories, there was a childish face that flashed by, calling his brother in his ear.
"Then send someone to investigate, but don't alert her."
In the early Southern Qing Dynasty, he said calmly.
Judging from the clothes she is wearing now, she seems to be living a good life. It would have been good if she had been taken away by thieves and ended up living in a harmonious, safe and wealthy home. If she didn't want to come back, he wouldn't force her.
The palace has a gloomy atmosphere.
He Muyan wore a fiery red robe, with the collar slightly open, revealing her delicate and clear collarbones.
In his hand, he was holding a "cat-funny stick" made of fine jasper. The whole body was emerald green and ice-moist, and the head of the stick was inlaid with a huge luminous pearl.
Pursing the corners of his lips, He Muyan teased the two lying white lions again and again, but his face was always cold, and the evil aura around him made no one around him dare to approach.
At this time, the two beauties who were sent in looked at each other in shock and turned pale with fright.
"Your Majesty, it's so late. Please let me help you change your clothes."
One of the bolder ones, a tall beauty wearing a dancer's costume, walked around the two seemingly docile lions and came closer.
A weak, boneless hand climbed up to his collar, and then slid down as if unintentionally. He was about to take off the shaky clothes, but his wrist was suddenly pinched by a big palm.
"I'm in a good mood today, why not play a game?"
He Muyan raised an evil smile, and the dancer was stunned:
"Okay...Okay."
Seeing her promise, the corners of He Muyan's lips curved upwards, and he waved, and a guard carrying a tray came forward.
The dancer didn't understand what he meant, but when she saw the tray filled with gold ingots that were as shiny as a hill, her eyes widened.
"There are two lions here, one is fed and the other is not. You pick one and put your hand in it.
If you're lucky and don't get bitten, this gold will be enough for you to live happily for several lifetimes."
He Muyan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, but he never mentioned what would happen if he picked the wrong one.
However, everyone in the palace was already sweating.
With the bite force of a beast like a lion, if such a pretty girl tried to gamble her luck, she would probably be bitten to pieces.
What's more, these are two lion kings.
The beauty had just been dazzled by the luster of gold, but now she was frightened by these words and suddenly woke up. She quickly knelt down in fear and said:
Although this gold is tempting, if you have a life to take it, you have to have a life to spend it.
Looking at the shivering woman, He Muyan shook the cat teaser in a bored manner.
If you don't even know how to do this, how can you compare with his Lian Ji?
When he noticed the name flashing through his mind, He Muyan froze for a moment, and nameless rage surged in his heart.
It's been a few days, and his little wild cat has really been playing wild outside.
Looking at the two women kneeling on the ground, He Muyan was a little irritated and wanted to order someone to tie them up as usual to serve as a meal for the two white lions.
But the raised hand finally hesitated.
His pian'er wouldn't let him kill anyone in the bedroom.
While he was hesitating, a male voice came from outside the hall.
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report to you."
"What's the matter?"
He Muyan frowned.
An old man with silver hair who looked a little older and was wearing hospital clothes walked in.
"Mr. Li?"
Zhou Ninghai looked at the head of the Taiyuan Hospital in front of him with some surprise, wondering why he was here.
"Your Majesty, Jiang Pingzhi, the only son of the Jiang family who works at the Imperial Hospital, is missing."
"Originally, the disappearance of an imperial doctor from the imperial hospital is not a major event that needs to disturb the Holy Emperor, but Mr. Jiang is the only son of General Jiang after all. Do you think you can send someone to look for him?"
Kneeling in front of He Muyan, Mr. Li said worriedly.
It was because General Jiang was kind to him that he agreed to Jiang Pingzhi's request and allowed him to study medicine with him.
But he didn't expect that in the past few days when he was out looking for medicine, this little boy would suddenly disappear without leaving any trace.
Thinking of the chaos that occurred during the Moon Festival in the capital a few days ago, he could be said to be heartbroken.
But before He Muyan could reply, he saw a familiar figure approaching.
"Ah, Mr. Jiang is missing too?"
Lin Ruolan covered her mouth as if in great surprise.
"The noble concubine...could it be..."
As if she realized that she had said something wrong, Lin Ruolan knelt down quickly, but showed a fleeting smile where no one else could see her.
This Su Lian got His Majesty's favor and didn't know what was going on, so she eloped with her husband.
What's even more hateful is that His Majesty still seems to have some lingering affection for her, so don't blame her for putting her to death.