Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Chapter 175: Freedom Gold Medal

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Sima Hui came out of the palace that day, but did not follow the team back to Nanzhao Kingdom immediately.

He already knew that Lan Ling was imprisoned and would be sentenced to death in ten days. He didn't know the reason very well, but he could probably guess it. He is also the emperor.

This queen seems to be living in dire straits in the palace.

Also, how could a woman with that kind of temper live in the palace.

As for whether Lan Ling is really as rumored by the outside world, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. He just didn't want her to die, for whatever reason.

He asked a guard to pretend to be himself, and led the team to leave Yuncheng according to the stipulated time. He and his bodyguard Xia Chao put on civilian clothes together, and selected some strong soldiers to change into civilian clothes and hide in Yuncheng.

He sent Huo Jingyun a message. If Huo Jingyun successfully received the news, it would take two days, and it would take three days at the fastest to arrive at Yuncheng.

The night before he came to Daxing to negotiate, he asked Huo Jingyun if he needed his help. Huo Jingyun only asked him to greet the empress.

Huo Jingyun has been a reserved person since he was a child. With the look in his eyes when he said it, Sima Hui immediately understood that he liked that woman. He actually fell in love with the Queen of Daxing Kingdom.

At that time, he began to wonder what kind of woman would make Huo Jingyun tempted.

He was very surprised that the empress was not present at the banquet. Later, he insisted on seeing the queen, and the emperor asked his servants to invite the queen. The moment she appeared, the surroundings were still, and everyone was as surprised as he was.

So, he became suspicious. The queen is not like the legend outside, who is loved by thousands of people.

Later, the emperor left the table in a hurry, the crazy look in his eyes made him conclude that the matter must have something to do with the empress.

He just didn't expect that Ling Chen would give her the punishment of cutting out her heart. This kind of punishment is too cruel for a woman.

How much Ling Chen hated her.

How could the woman Huo Jingyun likes have her heart gouged out

Sima Hui decided at that time that if Huo Jingyun didn't receive the message from him, or couldn't come back on time, he would find a way to save her by himself.

In the A-sized prison.

There are two days left, and it will be the day of Lan Ling's execution.

In the prison, she kept singing, but she didn't seem to care.

It was bitingly cold in the prison, Lan Ling wrapped the quilt around his body and sat there, his hands and feet were still cold.

She thought of her past life and this life.

The ending is the same, yet different. In the last life, her grandfather and uncle died, and Tsing Yi Tang surrendered to the imperial court. Lixia and Qiaochun also died.

In this life, she did not protect Qiaochun, other relatives are still alive, he also met Huo Jingyun, Tian Ming, Gu Fan, Han Zhitao, Big Brother Bai, Yu Rong, Pearl, and even King Rui.

But Tian Ming died. The man who warmed her like the sun.

It was late at night, and Lan Ling didn't feel sleepy. The scalding hot water sent by the jailer made her feet more comfortable, and her little toes had turned purple-black, and they were itchy deeply after being warmed up.

She really wanted to ask them for some slices of ginger. Ginger can treat chilblain, so if you think about it, let it go. At this time, there will definitely be many people staring at her.

The dying person doesn't want to cause trouble for anyone.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside.

Who will come over at this time

"Your Majesty." It was Yang Shu's voice.

"Eunuch Yang, I'm a sinner now, not an empress." Lan Ling corrected her with a smile.

"In the slave's heart, the empress will always be the empress." Yang Shu knelt on the ground.

"Get up, it's so late, what's the matter?" Lan Ling asked.

"When the empress came in, the jailer took it from the empress, and the emperor asked the slaves to bring it to the empress." Yang Shu said slowly.

Lan Ling paused, "He sent it here?"

"Yes." Poplar replied.

Lan Ling came out slowly from the tent, wrapped in a wide cyan prison robe, her face was translucent white. The back of the head is tied with blue silk with satin.

Lan Ling saw that Gu Fan was still standing behind the poplar tree. He frowned slightly and looked at Lan Ling coldly.

When Yang Shu saw her coming out, his nose became sour and tears welled up.

She looked at the things on the bright yellow satin placed on the ground by the poplar tree: a delicate peach wood gourd, and a gold medal for avoiding death. These were seized by the prison guards that day.

The Qingyun Ling and Huxin Dan on her body were not confiscated that day. I don't know if the jailers didn't pay attention or someone told her to leave them.

Lan Ling picked up the small gourd that she had rubbed countless times, it was shining warmly, Lan Ling held it in the palm of his hand, touched it, and put it down.

"No need, these are not my things. Eunuch Yang, take them back."

The little gourd was given to her by Ling Chen, and the gold medal for avoiding death was also given to her by him.

At that time, she predicted that maybe she would die in his hands, but he didn't believe it, so he gave her a gold medal to avoid death.

Gu Fan looked at her in surprise, "Mother, this death-preventing gold medal is only two dollars! If you show it to everyone, you won't have to die..."

Lan Ling smiled, "Gu Fan, the gold medal for avoiding death can only save me once. My heart is dead, life is meaningless, and it will make him miserable, why bother."

"But why? Didn't you keep saying that life is meaningful?" Gu Fan asked.

"If, Tian Ming is not dead, if Wen Heng has not returned to the palace, maybe, it is still possible." Lan Ling said lightly.

"Go back." After Lan Ling finished speaking, he slowly returned to the tent.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan looked at each other, Yang Shu took something and walked heavily.

This empress, is she really not afraid of death? The emperor has already made concessions like this, what else is she going to do

Not knowing how to go back to his life, Yang Shu looked at Gu Fan with a sad face.

Gu Fan looked solemn.

The emperor issued an imperial edict this time. The emperor is the wisest and most ruthless man he has ever known. He is ruthless and forbearing, but such a man cannot kill Wen Heng.

So can he kill Lan Ling

The punishment of gouging out the heart. Goosebumps all over Gu Fan's body when he thought of it.

She doesn't even want to use the gold medal for avoiding death, she really wants to die. How could she want to die? Such a fearless woman.

She is the only person he has ever met who is not afraid of the emperor. She is also the only woman who regards the emperor as an ordinary man.

Yang Shu and Gu Fan went back to Gu Huaxuan together.

The emperor is looking at the batch of notebooks. Watch them come in and look up at the poplars.

Yang Shu trembled and put the things in his hands on the desk.

Ling Chen looked sideways.

"The empress said, she doesn't need it anymore..."

Ling Chen dropped the pen in his hand, and the black ink splashed on the bright yellow carpet, turning into an ink painting.

He stood up, stepped out from behind the table, and stopped again, "Since she wants to die so much, let her be fulfilled!"

On the second day, the cold wave came. It was surprisingly cold.

Ah Xiang brought a clean woolen blanket from his residence early in the morning. He wanted to send it to the woman, but was stopped by the fat man.

The fat man is their head.

"Your mother wants to kill us, don't you know who she is? She's a repeat offender! She's going to die tomorrow, and on the last day, don't let anything happen." The fat man scolded Ah Xiang.

Ah Xiang blushed, but finally gave up.

Lan Ling heard footsteps outside, who could it be

The purple cloak embroidered with light red chrysanthemums, the snow-white fox fur hat, the pink face and jade face, elegant and proud, is Wen Heng, followed by the black and thin servant.

"Lan Ling, if you had left Ling Chen earlier, how would you be here today?" Wen Heng said regretfully.

Lan Ling leaned on the head of the bed, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you worry about coming here today?"

"I'll come and see you. I won't give it away when you're on the road tomorrow. Also, you're scheming, so he asked me to come over and give you something so you won't play tricks. Xiao Ke, put it on for her."

The servant came in with a pair of shackles.

Lan Ling was surprised: "He asked you to do this?"

"Of course, it's not the first time you've escaped from the palace, so it's good to be careful. There will be some pain when you wear it, but it's only a day, and it's over." Wen Heng said lightly.

Lan Ling sat up straight, still in the tent with his feet stretched out.

The shackles were heavy, and the chains had barbs.

The servant named Xiao Ke said softly: "I offended you."

Half-kneeling on the ground, he buckled the shackles around her ankles, and the barbs pierced her ankles, oozing a circle of blood.

Lan Ling gritted his teeth and sweated on his forehead.

That's fine, so she doesn't have to worry about leaving.

"Lan Ling, you always feel that your love is selfless. You know, love itself is selfish. Two people who don't know each other are connected by love. I love him, and there must be something in return. Facts have proved , I won. He still loves me." Wen Heng said.

Lan Ling sneered, "You and I will never meet. Lan Ling does things only for peace of mind. Don't forget one thing, everyone is not a fool."

After she finished speaking, she lay on the bed and stopped talking.

She was shaking with pain in her ankle.

Wen Heng left.

The jailer sat in the outer room.

Today she was very quiet and did not sing. If it wasn't for her coughing, everyone felt that she was dead.

The curtain hangs there forever, and no one knows what else is inside.

At dusk, it snowed.

Lan Ling sat in the tent, snuggling up to the quilt.

There were rustling sounds and crying outside.

"Who's there?" Lan Ling asked.

"Your Majesty, it's me." Pearl's voice.

"Why are you here?" Lan Ling asked, she put her feet down from the bed with difficulty, and walked out slowly.

"Mother, I don't believe that you will collude with the enemy country. What's the matter?" Pearl cried and reached out to hold Lan Ling's hand.

"What are you doing here at this time?" Lan Ling smiled and held her.

Pearl got fatter again, and her face became ruddy.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you? Do you want to run away? I can help."

"Escape?" Lan Ling looked at himself.

"No, I don't want to run away. I ran away for someone, and now I don't have to do anything for him. Maybe I'll fulfill him even if I die."

"But did you just die like this? It's still a punishment of cutting out the heart. You and the emperor are obviously very affectionate, why are you like this today?" Pearl was not reconciled.

"I have earned money in this life. I have tasted love, met you, and protected the people I want to protect. I don't regret leaving like this." Lan Ling said.

"But, you are already pregnant, what about the baby in your belly?"

When it comes to children, Lan Ling is sad. "How are you, King Rui helped you in?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes. He said that if you need him to help you out, he is willing to take risks." Pearl said.

"You begged him, didn't you?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes, I begged him, and he also said that the emperor was unfair to you, like Wen Heng, he could let her go, but you will suffer the death penalty."

Lan Ling smiled. "King Rui treats you better than before. Pearl, cherish it, why don't you have a child yet?" She said, holding her wrist and feeling her pulse.

Looking at her in surprise, "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes." Pearl said. "I didn't expect that either."

"Okay, you have a child, Wen Heng is all about the emperor, King Rui should give up." Lan Ling said.

"Well, he doesn't treat Wen Heng like before. He always says that Wen Heng has changed recently. He really wants to help you. If you want to escape, he will find a way." Pearl said.

"No need, the execution will be executed tomorrow. Don't implicate everyone anymore. It is enough to keep the girls and servants in Wangyou Palace from being implicated. You are doing well." Lan Ling was very grateful to Pearl.

"You go back. You had a miscarriage last time. It was not suitable to conceive again. Now that you are pregnant again, you must cherish it. This is a prison, and the yin is too heavy. You can go. I don't want to see you again with my current appearance. "Lan Ling chased away the pearl.

Pearl left with tears in her eyes.

The prison was quiet again.

Many things, people around are often more nervous than themselves. Lan Ling lay there quietly. She took a heart-protecting pill, and Qingyun Ling stuck tightly to the bottom of her heart, making her feel at ease.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

Lan Ling ate very little at night.

Ah Xiang had already left work, but he did not leave. Today's night shift is the fat man and two other people, Lian Fang and Lian Cheng, two brothers.

Just now, he occasionally heard the fat man talking furtively with those two, with an ambiguous and dirty smile on his face.

"It's time for us to be on duty, why isn't Ah Xiang leaving?" the fat man asked Ah Xiang.

"What are you going to do? Who were you talking about just now?" Ah Xiang asked directly.

"Why, you want to be one?" the fat man asked.

"What?" Ash asked.

"That woman, the emperor's woman, is going to die tomorrow, do you want to have a taste?" The fat man lowered his voice, his eyes and nose were narrowed, and he could not help but squeeze his hands, as if he was holding some treasure.

"Don't you want to live?" Ah Xiang said.

"She will die tomorrow. Even if a woman in this palace goes to heaven when she is favored, if she loses power, as long as the emperor doesn't want to see her, she will never be able to turn around. How about, together?" The fat man asked with a smile.

"There are still people visiting the prison today. No, you are not allowed to mess around!" Ah Xiang was angry.

"Even if she dies today, no one will ask. Just say that she died of illness! You only think about things, have you ever tasted a woman when you are so old?" The fat man laughed at him.

"She used to be the emperor's woman! I don't believe it, you don't think so!" The fat man punched him.

The sound of her coughing came from the cell, extremely delicate.

Ah Xiang seemed to see her making love under him, with her delicate skin, graceful waist, and small ruddy mouth, Ah Xiang couldn't help but shook hands, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt strangely hot in his heart.