world weapon

It was night, candlelight swayed life, Lu Yaoling was lying on the dragon bed, her eyes were a little blurred, her cheeks were blushing unconsciously, Ling Yuan took off her fine clothes, washed her hands and face, and walked over slowly, Lu Yaoling listened Hearing the sound of footsteps, he quickly closed his eyes.

"You rest first."

What?Before she could react, Ling Yuan walked out of the bedroom. She sat up, staring at the leaving figure in a daze.

Ling Yuan waved away the guards and paced alone in the huge palace. The moon tonight was a little bit shy, hiding behind the dark clouds and not daring to show up. The lights in the palace had long since gone out, and it was time to go to bed.

Suddenly, he glanced sharply at the side corner, where it was dark and difficult to detect, but he accurately caught a cold light.

In an instant, a silver light rushed towards him like a thunderbolt. He dodged sideways and pulled out the sword at his waist.

Ling Yuan's sword is called Changsheng, and it has always been the emperor's sword.

Unexpectedly, another assassin was killed around him, the blade mercilessly cut across his chest, and blood spattered.

"Ah!" A shrill female voice screamed, and everyone was stunned. It turned out that it was Lu Yaoling who exclaimed from the side.Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin wanted to run away, but was chased by the guards who came because of the alarm.

Ling Yuan only felt a little dizzy, the wound was a little deep, and his chest was already dripping with blood.Lu Yaoling hurried over to support him, and brought him back to her bedroom.

"Why is Your Majesty injured so badly!? I'll call the imperial doctor right away."

"No." Ling Yuan grabbed Lu Yaoling who was about to call someone.His hair was soaked in blood and sweat, and stuck to his smooth forehead, his lips were already pale, and even his voice was a little sharp.

"Why, you will die if you go on like this." Lu Yaoling looked at Ling Yuan anxiously, not even caring about etiquette, so she got warm water and a towel.At least something simple needs to be done, she thought.

"Don't cover it, I'll wipe it for you."

Ling Yuan was already a little bit out of strength, but at this moment he was holding on to his lapel.Lu Yaoling was so anxious that she took off his clothes directly.

She froze for a moment.

His chest is not as wide as that of ordinary men, that's all, but what are these two obvious bulges?

Ling Yuan looked a little dignified, he covered his clothes, Lu Yaoling reacted, and opened his hands.

"Well, Your Majesty, let me deal with it for you first." Lu Yaoling wiped the blood with warm water, but couldn't stop the blood gushing out.

"Go to the imperial hospital to find Zhixue powder, hurry up." Ling Yuan couldn't care about her own secret, Lu Yaoling hurriedly agreed, the imperial hospital was near her bedroom, so she found it very quickly, but still alarmed the eunuchs who stayed behind.

She found hemostatic powder and gauze, sprinkled it on Ling Yuan's chest, and wrapped it tightly with gauze.

There was some noise outside, the news of the emperor's assassination had spread throughout the harem, eunuchs and maids knelt down in front of the hall to plead guilty.

Ling Yuan was a little annoyed, and asked Lu Yaoling to pass on his oral instructions to forgive them for their innocence, and this farce was over.

Lu Yaoling was still stunned by the scene she saw just now, she couldn't help being a little embarrassed and curious now, she looked at Ling Yuan who was silent at the side.

"Your Majesty, you are a woman..."

"Well, don't say anything about this."

Ling Yuan's affirmation made Lu Yaoling a little tongue-tied. Even in Rongqiang, women had no chance to participate in politics, let alone be emperor.

"Then, Your Majesty, you are really a hero among women." She wanted to find something to cheer up the atmosphere, but was a little embarrassed by Ling Yuan's silence, and simply sat on the bed and looked at Ling Yuan's side without saying a word. Face.

She seems to have something on her mind... Lu Yaoling thought.

In that year, Princess Lingyao sent Rong Qiang as an envoy to marry King Rong Qiang. This move actually dissatisfied all the officials in the court.

Ling Xi was obsessed with beauty, wine and meat in his later years, and he has long lost his majestic appearance. He did not listen to good words and advice, and let the eunuchs control the power. treasury.

In his early years, he was not attached to the harem, so that he only had one son under his knees and died young. No matter how much he sowed in his later years, he only reaped a few princesses.

The smoke was everywhere, and Ling Xi was surrounded by many Habayashi Forbidden Army. His eyes were full of anger and panic, and he pointed his trembling fingers at his former personal guards.

"You, reverse! Reverse!"

"Your Majesty, please." The prime minister held the white silk in his hand, and presented it respectfully in front of Ling Xi, like presenting a treasure.

Ling Xi has completely lost his beauty, his clothes are disheveled, his eyes are red, and he has a sad sense of powerlessness.

The white silk was hung, and the bench was kicked away. With suffocating pain and unwilling anger, a generation of kings was forced to hang himself by his subordinates!

The throne was vacant, and there was no candidate for succession, and people in the court were panicked for a while.

It was night, and everyone was solemnly and terrifiedly waiting for the result, and a baby's cry tightened everyone's heartstrings.

"Your Majesty, it's a princess." Wen Po's voice trembled a little, and the empress was lying powerlessly on the bed.

Princess princess, princess again!The concubines have given birth to more than ten princesses one after another!

The queen was holding the baby, and her powerful cry made the queen suddenly have an idea.The queen spoke slowly in a weak voice, but what she said made all the court ladies present kneel down in fright.

"My son has a loud voice, and I think he can inherit the spirit of his father."

"Congratulations to the empress for giving birth to the prince, the prince will be a thousand years old."

They all know the truth, but they all choose to agree, let this matter rot in their stomachs.

Ling Yuan, who was still in her infancy, accepted the kneeling of civil and military officials before she could walk. She was sitting on the dragon chair above ten thousand people, wearing a domineering and mighty dragon robe, blinking innocent eyes, but she didn't know that she Has fallen into the abyss of power.

After giving birth to Ling Yuan, the Empress Dowager was in poor health and died on Ling Yuan's seventh birthday.

At this point, the power has been handed over to the prime minister, and she has completely become a puppet emperor.

The descendants of emperors have seen power struggles and changes since they were young, and they have long since lost the innocence of ordinary children.She has been bearing the burden of humiliation, accumulating energy and recruiting cronies bit by bit, and finally regained the imperial power in one fell swoop when she was 14 years old, and ruled the world.The old man was either sick or dead, and she was finally able to accept the admiration of thousands of people with peace of mind.

That night, Ling Yuan and Lu Yaoling talked a lot. The forbearance, grievance, dissatisfaction, and anger that she had been hiding for 19 years were vented at this moment.

Lu Yaoling listened obsessively. She looked at Ling Yuan's handsome side face, listened to her gentle voice, and looked at her deep and incomprehensible eyes. At this moment, nothing is important...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" A woman came in from outside the hall with anxious steps, and immediately knelt down when she saw Ling Yuan.

"Concubine Ning, why are you so anxious?"

"The concubine heard that the emperor was assassinated last night, so she came to visit."

"I'm fine, my concubine has a heart."

Ling Yuan was obviously a little impatient with her, but Mrs. Ning pulled Ling Yuan and continued to ask for warmth. Lu Yaoling couldn't get in the way, as if she was completely ignored by Mrs. Ning.

Madam Ning chatted for a long time before she noticed Lu Yaoling.

"This is sister Yao."

Lu Yaoling remembered the court etiquette and saluted Mrs. Ning.

Ling Yuan seemed to have found a way out: "The two beloved concubines might as well have a heart-to-heart talk here, I have to go to the early court."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

When Ling Yuan went out, Lu Yaoling took a good look at Mrs. Ning's face: phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, gorgeous make-up, full of coquettishness between frowns and smiles, if Lu Yaoling was asked to find one thing to describe her, maybe she could only Think of foxes.

"Sister Yao, you're new to the palace, are you still used to it?"

"I'm not used to it, but I just can't go out, it's boring to stay in the palace."

"This palace is full of girls trying to get in. You are quite interesting."

"Hey, by the way, sister Ning, what kind of person do you think His Majesty is?"

She inevitably thought of Ling Yuan.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty is young and promising, and able to govern the country well. He is naturally a hero of the generation."

When she mentioned His Majesty, admiration flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

"Sister, it seems that His Majesty likes you very much."

"Really?" Lu Yaoling didn't think so, she touched her face in embarrassment.

"Look, I didn't go to the imperial doctor when I was injured, but came to you... My sister should try to please His Majesty, and give birth to a prince or princess for him. My sister will leave first."

"Congratulations to my sister."

Lu Yaoling didn't think too seriously about Madam Ning's words. In her opinion, these words were just a sister's entrustment and blessing to her younger sister. Naturally, she couldn't see the fierce light in Madam Ning's eyes.

She just felt a little pity for these concubines, the Majesty they were thinking of was actually a woman, and it was impossible for them to have children in this life.

The four concubines in the harem visited Ling Yuan one after another. In this huge harem, there was really nothing to do for a day except to be in a daze.Lu Yaoling looked at the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers outside the window, and Ling Yuan's figure appeared in her mind again.

As night fell, it was time to rest. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes to meditate. Suddenly there was a sound, and the maids serving at the door shouted, "Welcome Your Majesty."

She quickly sat upright, and Ling Yuan walked in.

"Sleep?"

"Getting ready for bed."

"What have you been doing all day?"

"I haven't done anything, and I don't have any talent, I can't even write or draw to pass the time."

She propped her cheeks, recalling the free and easy life in the tribe.I am used to seeing carved beams and painted buildings, but this place is really boring.

"Want to go out?"

"Can I go out?" She suddenly sat up excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

"When I am free, I will take you out to play."

"Really, it's settled." She was a little excited.She didn't know what it was like outside the palace, she only heard that the imperial city was prosperous and full of weird things.

Ling Yuan smiled, looked at Lu Yaoling who was smiling like a flower, and lay down next to her after all, which startled Lu Yaoling.

"Your Majesty, are you?"

"Why? Can't I share the same bed with my concubine?"

"of course can."

Lu Yaoling also lay down, and the warmth came from the pillow. Neither of them spoke, and they were so quiet that they could even hear their breathing.

No sleep for one night.