Wearing a book, hooking him up

The moment the carriage stopped, the faces of the three people changed.

At this moment, the scene outside the carriage made the coachman's eyes widen suddenly, and his fear was beyond words.

In the night as dark as ink, the leading man was wearing a black cloak, looking majestic and cold.

His face was hidden in the shadows, only his eyes, shining like cold stars in the faint moonlight, were deep and sharp.

Behind him, more than a dozen men were lined up in an orderly manner, all dressed in black and wearing cold masks on their faces, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes.

They were silent like ghosts, yet exuded a chilling aura.

The sound of horse hooves was particularly clear in the silent night.

The coachman was very panicked. Could it be that the people in the carriage had offended someone and hired a killer to take their lives?

But these people didn't take any action.

The groom suppressed the fear that was surging in his heart and asked in a trembling voice, "Sir, may I borrow your way?"

However, the person blocking the road seemed not to hear anything and did not say a word. The coachman became more and more uneasy and his heart was beating like a drum.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and asked inside the carriage: "Master Zhongli, the road ahead is blocked."

Inside the carriage, Ning Qian and Li Jing looked at each other when they heard this, and their hearts sank.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zhongli Mingchuan frowned, gritted his teeth, and got off the carriage first.

As soon as I got down, I saw the leading man riding on a horse.

It was indeed the man I met today at Qingfengzui. In the dark night, the oppressive feeling caused by this man was even stronger, making it hard to breathe.

Zhongli Mingchuan has traveled all over the country for many years and has seen big scenes before. He felt the strength of these people.

Even more frightened.

Everyone's martial arts seems to be unfathomable, they are definitely not simple!

I'm afraid it won't be easy to walk today.

But these people didn't take any action, maybe they could have some discussion.

Zhongli Mingchuan took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, what do you want? Why are you stopping us?"

Jun Zechen's gaze was fixed on the door curtain of the carriage from beginning to end, his eyes were burning.

He was waiting for her to come out, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thin curtain.

"Why am I here? You should ask the other two people in the carriage." Jun Zechen's voice was cold.

"Brother, there is only a wandering doctor and his sister in there. Did you find the wrong person?"

Zhongli Mingchuan said, trying to look calm.

Jun Zechen stopped talking to Zhongli Mingchuan, and his gloomy voice reached the carriage through the darkness.

"Jiaojiao, aren't you going to come out yet? Do you want me to invite you out personally?"

When Zhongli Mingchuan heard the man calling himself "I", his body froze all of a sudden. The coachman was also frightened and trembled all over. His legs went soft and he rolled off the carriage, shaking like a sieve.

"Common people see you, Your Majesty."

Zhongli Mingchuan and the groom knelt down almost at the same time.

Zhongli Mingchuan once guessed that Brother Li Jing and Qianqian might have offended the royal family, but he never expected that it was the current emperor!

Ning Qian, who was in the carriage, heard the noise outside and sighed slightly, his eyes full of helplessness.

She knew that she couldn't escape today, and perhaps her freedom in this life would end today.

As long as Jun Zechen knew that she was not dead, he would never let her go.

Ning Qian slowly stood up and prepared to get off the carriage. Li Jing reached out and grabbed her wrist, his eyes full of worry.

Ning Qian shook her head gently at Li Jing, indicating that he could not leave today.

Li Jing slowly loosened his hand, his eyes filled with reluctance and helplessness.

After Ning Qian got off the carriage, Li Jing followed her down.

Jun Zechen really saw the queen, whom he thought was dead, standing in front of him again, with a man following behind her. He held the reins with such force that veins popped out, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were like little green snakes, only then could he suppress the anger that was about to burst out from his heart.

She left the palace just to elope with an imperial physician?!

Today, this imperial physician held her in his arms right in front of him!

Ning Qian and Li Jing walked up to Jun Zechen and bowed slightly.

"I, a commoner, pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Jun Zechen gritted his teeth and stared at her with her head lowered and a calm expression.

"Could it be that my queen is really a fairy who can actually come back to life after death?"

His voice was thick with sarcasm.

Zhongli Mingchuan, who had been kneeling, opened his eyes as big as copper bells in disbelief when he heard His Majesty's words.

Queen?! Qianqian is actually the queen!

He actually stayed with the queen of a country for five years.

"Your Majesty, I am Ning Qian, not your queen. I heard that your queen died five years ago."

Ning Qian had no expression on her face and spoke in a cold tone.

Her eyes were as calm as water, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Ning Qian?"

Jun Zechen sneered, his laughter full of sarcasm.

Suddenly, he drew out his sword at lightning speed, and the sharp blade was pressed straight against Li Jing's neck.

Ning Qian raised her eyes instantly and met Jun Zechen's gaze on the horse.

Jun Zechen asked back: "Are you still Ning Qian? Only my queen can stop me from killing people."

He bent slightly on the horse's back, and the captivating murderous aura in his ink-black eyes was as tangible as if it were real, and he fixed his gaze on Ning Qian.

He spat out two words sarcastically, "Ning Qian."

Su Jingyao closed her eyes.

Has he gone crazy in the past five years? Why does he seem much more terrifying and crazy than he was five years ago?

When she was planning to fake her death, she didn't realize how much he liked her, so why is she pretending to be so affectionate now?

A trace of annoyance flashed across Su Jingyao's face.

But Jun Zechen is the emperor, she can't gamble with Jun Zechen with Li Jing and Zhongli Mingchuan's lives, because Jun Zechen will really kill people.

Su Jingyao grasped the tip of Jun Zechen's sword that was against Li Jing's neck without hesitation, and slowly increased the strength in her hand, preparing to push the sword out.

If Jun Zechen didn't hold back, her hand would definitely be cut by the sword.

Su Jingyao didn't know what Jun Zechen's attitude towards her was now, so she could only test it lightly.

This also determines how she should treat him if she goes back with him.

Seeing that Su Jingyao was determined to save this wild man regardless of her own safety, Jun Zechen became even angrier and his chest heaved violently.

But his sword was extremely sharp, and Jun Zechen withdrew the sword instantly for fear of hurting her hand.

Then he roughly grabbed her hand, pulled hard, and lifted her directly onto the horse.

Jun Zechen turned around and ordered the secret guards behind him: "Lock these two people into jail." His voice was as cold as ice.

After saying that, Jun Zechen squeezed the horse's belly hard and galloped back to the city.

Originally, the gate of Jiangzhou had been closed long ago, but Anshun had been waiting at the gate.

Seeing His Majesty coming back, Anshun breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked closely, he found that there was a woman in front of His Majesty. As His Majesty got closer, Anshun saw the woman's face clearly. He felt his eyes go dark and he almost fainted.

Is this another similar person or...

The Queen is back?!

Anshun's heart was beating wildly and he stood there in a daze.

Jun Zechen had no obstruction and went directly through the city gate back to his residence in Jiangzhou.

Along the way, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

After bringing her back to the house, he carried her straight back to his room and threw her onto the bed as if she were an object.

Jun Zechen stood beside the bed, his arms folded across his chest, looking down at her condescendingly.

His eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to freeze people into ice sculptures.

"Tell me, why did you fake your death?"

His voice was low and suppressed, and he squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Su Jingyao frowned at his rude behavior and felt a little unhappy.

But Jun Zechen was angry now, and she couldn't argue with him at this time.

However, judging from the fact that he immediately retracted his sword when she grasped it just now, Jun Zechen might still care about her?

The Queen's fake death is a crime of deceiving the emperor. In this era, it is not excessive to exterminate all nine clans of the Su family.

Seeing that she didn't speak, her eyes were wandering, as if she was distracted, Jun Zechen's anger was ignited again.

"Ah."

He laughed back angrily.

"When you said you wanted to be the queen, I satisfied you. Since you entered the East Palace, I have always satisfied your wishes. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

His voice rose higher and higher.

"I learned from Anshun that the imperial physician who had been with you the whole time only entered the palace when you were five or six months pregnant. Are you attracted to him? So you would rather fake your death than leave me?"

Jun Zechen stared at her, wondering how she could dare to do such a rebellious thing.

Su Jingyao blinked suddenly, wondering if he had misunderstood.

She said no, does he believe it?

Su Jingyao felt a little headache, took a deep breath, and whispered: "It has nothing to do with him, he and I are just brother and sister."

Jun Zechen, who had been keeping a tense face the whole time, finally calmed down a little when he saw that she was finally willing to speak and explain. His heart, which had been suppressing his jealousy, finally calmed down a little.

The facial muscles are no longer so stiff, but the eyes are still complex and deep.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"So you faked your death and left the palace because of me?"

"Because I favored another woman?"

He couldn't think of any other reason except this. She was indeed jealous of this at the beginning. He spoiled her and made her arrogant and willful. But he didn't expect that she would even fake her death and leave the palace when she was unhappy.

Su Jingyao frowned, not knowing how to answer his question.

She didn't think of him because he favored other women, but because she had never regarded him as the same person as Jun Zechen in her previous two lives.

So Su Jingyao doesn't care whether he favors others or not.

Just like Jun Zechen in her first life, she didn't care at all in the early days whether he favored other women.

Since they have traveled to this era, Su Jingyao will naturally not judge them with modern morality. They have their own responsibilities and obligations, but Su Jingyao also has her own choices and principles.

What's more, in this life, after Su Jingyao recovered her memory, she did not continue to attack Jun Zechen. She also did not think that Jun Zechen loved her very much five years ago, so it was normal for him to favor others.

She thought that by faking her death, she could make the story of this world return to the origin, and Jun Zechen could become the cold and ruthless emperor in the original book again, but...

Su Jingyao slowly raised her eyes, her gaze clear and firm, and looked at him seriously.

"Your Majesty should have learned about Ling Yue's past life from her. Ever since Ling Yue left the palace, memories of her past life began to appear in my mind."

She paused and continued: "I want to leave because you are not him..."

Su Jingyao spoke the last few words very softly, but every word struck Jun Zechen in the heart.

He was stunned for a moment, never expecting that this was the reason!

"The man in your previous life ignored you and liked Ling Yue when you entered the East Palace. After he ascended the throne, he also favored other women and even required you to find ways to get the position of queen."

Jun Zechen gritted his teeth.

"Why can't I compare to him?"

The only thing he didn't do well was that he didn't recognize his own heart before she faked her death. He favored other women, but she could forgive the man in her previous life, so why couldn't she give him a chance.

As long as she asked him to love her alone, he would do it, but she never gave him any chance.

After thinking she was dead, he didn't even set foot in the harem again.

"You don't have to compare yourself with him. You did nothing wrong. There is no right or wrong in this matter. I already love him, so I won't love you. It's that simple."

Jun Zechen's face turned pale in an instant. He strode to the bed and knelt on one knee.

One hand quickly wrapped around her waist, and the other hand lifted her face up. The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened, so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing.

He leaned close to her ear, his breath was hot and rapid, and his voice was cold and thin.

"It's okay, Jiaojiao. We still have a lot of time together. In this life, you will eventually forget him. One or two years? Or ten or twenty years? Even if you don't love me, you can only stay by my side."

Jun Zechen raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, with a morbid paranoia in his eyes.

"The person you love will never appear in front of you in this life."

After saying that, Jun Zechen kissed her red lips fiercely like a beast out of control.

"Well......"

Su Jingyao's pupils suddenly dilated and she struggled hard.

"open."

The two words came out of her nose with difficulty.

But her struggling strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Jun Zechen, and she was no match for him.

His slightly vindictive kiss was so aggressive that it made her tongue numb.

Su Jingyao had no choice but to let him kiss her. By the time Jun Zechen had kissed her enough and stopped, her lips were already red and swollen.

After Jun Zechen finished the kiss, he closed his eyes and suddenly hugged her tightly.

His chin was resting on her shoulder, and where Su Jingyao couldn't see, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot.

"Jiaojiao, I really thought you were dead."

You love him, so you don't care about me at all.