Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

The moment he fell into coma, he felt a piercing pain. Xie Yun tried hard to stay awake, but he was powerless.

His vision gradually blurred, and the girl's frightened face gradually moved away from him and disappeared from his sight.

Xie Yun's heart was filled with worry and anxiety.

I fell down myself, what should Aqin do?

If there are more assassins lying in ambush here, Aqin will be in extreme danger!

Who will protect his girlfriend Aqin?

I wonder when Sanlang will arrive?

The signal flare could not be seen by the Xie family in the city, and the closest people outside the city were only Erlang, Sanlang and Wuxie on Fengtai Mountain.

He prayed that they would arrive as soon as possible and save Aqin from danger.

Afterwards, Xie Yun's consciousness fell into complete darkness, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

Time passed quietly. After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light finally reappeared in front of Xie Yun's eyes. Then the light gradually expanded, making him think that he was about to wake up. Suddenly, a burst of joy surged in his heart, and he eagerly wanted to open his eyes.

However, when he actually opened his eyes, he was shocked to find himself in his own room.

He looked carefully, and the scene before him made his joy freeze on his face instantly, because he clearly saw another self sitting upright on the bed!

He quickly lowered his head and looked at his hands, only to find that he seemed to be an illusion!

Is it possible that his soul has left his body?

No, if my soul was out of my body, how could I sit up on the bed?

Did he die? Ah, that's not right, he must have entered a dream, a prophetic dream!

Why isn't he possessed this time?

When was this dream?

He observed secretly and found that the other self seemed to be much more haggard, with a listless look, untidy beard on his chin, and staring into the void in a daze. It seemed that many years had passed.

Soon, he saw Wu Yan coming to help "him" dress, and at this time Xie Yun was actually wearing a purple official uniform!

Purple is the court dress for officials of the third rank and above!

It turns out that he has entered the officialdom!

There are no branches and leaves scattered on the robe, and the crown is an Erliang Jinxian crown, which can confirm that he is a third-rank official.

Xie Yun was not at all surprised that he could reach the third rank. With the background of Chenjun Xie family and his own reputation, he should have been at least the third rank when he entered the officialdom.

The Nine-Rank System selects officials based on their “rank” and “appearance”.

The so-called "rank" is a comprehensive assessment of the scholar's moral character, talent, and family background, and is divided into nine ranks, namely, top-top, top-middle, top-bottom, middle-top, middle-middle, middle-bottom, bottom-top, bottom-middle, and bottom-bottom. However, there are only upper and lower ranks, that is, the third rank and above are upper ranks, and the fourth rank and below are lower ranks.

The "Zhuang" was the comment of the Zhongzheng official on the moral character and talent of the scholar, which was usually very brief, only one or two sentences. Xie Yun already had one, which was commented by his uncle Wang Situ: "Highly talented and clean, outstanding and extraordinary."

When Xie Yun saw Wu Yan looking at "him", he wanted to say something many times but stopped himself, feeling heartbroken. He shaved his beard and dressed him.

And "Xie Yun" stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at himself in a daze for a long time, and Xie Yun also silently observed "him" for a long time.

Suddenly, "Xie Yun" stared at himself in the mirror, his eyes fixed, his lips curled coldly, and his thin lips opened slightly, "It's time to end everything."

Is this all over?

What does "he" mean?

For some reason, Xie Yun felt uneasy.

He watched another him and Wu Yan get on the carriage and enter the palace, and saw "Xie Yun" walking straight to the emperor's bedroom.

Aren’t you here to attend court?

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the entire palace was shrouded in a gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

In the palace, the guards looked tired, with deep sadness on their faces, or they looked nervous and gloomy, as if they were shrouded in a thick haze.

The eunuchs and palace maids were busy in silence, their steps so light as if they were afraid to wake up something sleeping.

At this moment, the emperor was lying quietly on the magnificent dragon couch in his bedroom, and a little boy was kneeling respectfully beside the bed.

The palace maids and eunuchs around lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. The whole atmosphere was extremely dull and depressing, which made people feel terrified.

Is the official sick?

Xie Yun was puzzled, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

He couldn't help but move closer to take a closer look, and was surprised to find that the man lying on the bed was Jin Zhao!

It was indeed this despicable and shameless guy! This time he was attacked and it might have been the work of this guy!

At this time, Jin Zhao had become old and weak, with gray hair on his temples, and his half-open eyes were lifeless, as if they had lost their soul and were empty.

The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles and his expression was sad. Both the majesty of the emperor in the past and the high-spirited young prince that Xie Yun had seen had disappeared without a trace and no longer existed.

The candlelight in the bedroom flickered, the faint light seeming to silently mourn for the emperor's illness.

The magnificent palace had lost its former glory and looked gloomy and silent, as if immersed in an unspeakable sorrow.

The entire palace was immersed in grief, as if time had stopped.

Xie Yun saw him approach the dragon couch. The little boy saw him coming and stood up and said respectfully, "Shangshu Ling."

Shangshu Ling?

It turned out to be the Shangshu Ling!

The Shangshu Ling held an important position in the court. He was a key official who assisted the emperor in handling government affairs, organized and coordinated the work of departments at all levels, and ensured the implementation of various policies and decisions.

At the same time, the duties of the Shangshu Ling also involve the overall supervision of government orders, and his power is far above that of the ministers.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yun said calmly, "Your Highness, how is His Majesty?"

The boy shook his head as if sighing, his eyes red.

Seeing this, a cold smile appeared on "Xie Yun"'s face. He did not hide his hatred for the emperor. He walked up to Jin Zhao with his head held high, looking down at the half-dead man on the bed.

Jin Zhao felt his coming and turned his head slowly. Seeing the indifferent man looking at him coldly, Jin Zhao smiled.

He pulled his lips together, revealing a winner's smile, and after coughing twice, he said, "Minister Xie is here, hahahaha...are you here to see my joke?"

"really."

When thinking of that beautiful and charming girl, "Xie Yun's" eyes instantly turned cold.

Jin Zhao snatched her away, but he didn't treat her well or protect her. Damn it!

Seeing Xie Yun's expression, Jin Zhao burst into laughter. "Xie Yun, I didn't lose. I won. Qin'er is mine! She will be mine until she dies!"

"I know you are jealous of me, but so what? Qin'er finally chose me! It was me!!"

Jin Zhao gradually fell into madness, angering "Xie Yun".