Allure of the World

    Time is like a ruthless hand, easily taking away those memories and vows. The harder you want to grab it, the faster you leave.

    Lan Ling looked at Fan Xing, and always felt that Fan Xing's eyes were very strange. He looked at Ling Chen with hatred, anger, fear, suspicion, and unwillingness.

    Ling Chen would not let anyone help, in this dilapidated courtyard, Ling Chen and Fan Xingzhan were together.

    Ling Chen's sword shot a rainbow-like light, coming straight to Fan Xing's face.

    "Colorful Blades!" Wen Heng called out, stood up to stand in front of Fan Xing, "Ling Chen, let him go. I swear, I will never meet him again!"

    Ling Chen withdrew the soft sword in his hand.

    "Wen Heng, leave with me, he is really not yours, with him, there is only pain!" Fan Xing hugged Wen Heng.

    "Why do you keep saying he's not mine? We've been together for so many years, why do you say that? That deceptive story of three lives and three lives?! I don't believe it!" Wen Heng frowned There was an almost crazy stubbornness.

    “What are you talking about, what are you talking about?” Ling Chen asked.

    Ling Chen closed his eyes and looked at Wen Heng, "You are still like this. Do you want to go with him? If you want, maybe I can give you back your freedom and fulfill you!"

    Wen Heng burst into tears, "You really don't love me, you actually let me go with another man! Lingchen, you will regret it!"

    The fleeting years are safe, whoever promised that the years will be quiet, time flies, and whoever promised that the land will be dead.

    Wen Heng seemed to be disheartened, staggered and almost fell, Ling Chen supported her with one hand.

    Seeing Wen Heng's grief and helplessness at this time, Lan Ling's heart couldn't help but feel sour, although she repeatedly wanted to put herself to death, even though she killed her relatives.

    Seeing the scene in front of you, everyone's mood became heavier. In any case, they had been with Wen Heng for many years, and no one wanted to see her so embarrassed.

    If Lan Ling wanted to kill Wen Heng for revenge, he couldn't say it again.

    "Ling Chen be careful!" Lan Ling suddenly shouted.

    Fan Xing's long sword stretched out from Wen Heng's armpit, shining brightly.

    Ling Chen did not hide. His slender eyes flashed slightly.

    The sword precisely plunged into Ling Chen's chest.

    Tian Ming and Gu Fan rushed up like crazy, and swept Fan Xing with their swords. Wen Heng covered his mouth and watched Ling Chen slowly fall to the ground in disbelief.

     "Let him go..." Ling Chen waved his hand.

    "Your Majesty!" Tian Ming didn't understand why the Emperor released Fan Xing!

    Ling Chen struggled, put both hands on the ground and straightened up, looked at Fan Xing and said, "This sword repays your kindness, if we meet again, we will kill them!"

    Fan Xing reached out and pulled Wen Heng, "Follow me!"

    Wen Heng waved his sleeves, "I don't want to see you again!"

    Fan Xing looked sad, "You will regret it!" He stomped away.

    Wen Heng knelt there slowly.

    "The Yong'an Palace left two palace maids, and the rest were withdrawn. Strengthen the guard. Without my will, Wen Heng will never leave the Yong'an Palace. All participants in this case will be killed. The staff on duty is responsible for 30 sticks without any participants, let it go."

    After Ling Chen finished speaking, he seemed tired, let out a sigh of relief, vomited blood, and was unconscious.

    In the Linhua Hall, a large number of imperial doctors knelt down. It has been two days, and the emperor still has not woken up.

    Lan Ling was sitting in Klai Kangwon Palace, looking at the yellowing and falling leaves outside the window. The noon sun is still warm.

    The palace is killing people again, because of her.

    She just went to the garden outside the yard, squatted down to look at a dead chrysanthemum, and heard under the wisteria tree, a passing maid said in horror, "Come on, Eunuch Yang asked him to go to Changxin Palace to observe the execution. , Changxin Palace is killing a lot of girls and eunuchs, saying that they participated in the arson and wanted to kill that one."

    Another palace maid said: "It was because of her last time that she killed many people in the former Queen's Palace. This time it's Concubine Yi, why do you think they want to harm her?"

    "Shh.... don't say it anymore, there is Wang Kang Palace in front..." The other palace maid said nervously.

    Lan Ling squatted there and dared not come out, she was afraid of being discovered by them.

    Ling Chen didn't want to wake up, after all, Wen Heng was his love.

    If he hurts her, he hurts himself.

    He imprisoned Wen Heng, but he did not take her title. She was still unmatched in his heart.

    The autumn wind is sassy and cold.

    The people who really killed Qiaochun and Yunxiang, live. Those who were killed were the eunuchs who carried out the orders of their masters.

    Lan Ling looked at Xiao Guizi, "The real murderer who killed Xiao Fuzi is still alive, I can't kill them anymore, do you hate me?"

      , the emperor will not kill her."

    Lan Ling helped the little noble son, "Go to Linhua Hall to see if the emperor has woken up."

    Xiao Guizi agreed, turned around and looked at Lan Ling, "Why didn't you go and see? Now, Concubine De, Concubine Hui, Concubine Yu, Concubine Jing are all there."

    "So I won't go. You go." Lan Ling said lightly.

    Xiao Takako ran out.

    Ling Shuang came in from outside, "Sister Ling!"

    "Why are you here?"

    "I just came over from the imperial brother, I didn't see you, so I came to look for you."

    "How is he?" Lan Ling asked.

    "Perhaps your royal brother doesn't want to wake up. No one can save him." Lan Ling said lightly.

    "Sister Ling, why are you so cruel! Don't you love my royal brother the most?" Ling Shuang changed her face.

    Lan Ling smiled wryly, "So what? He could dodge that sword, but he didn't. Now he should be suffering from heart disease, who deserved the calamity, and who has become Whose obsession?"

    Xiao Guizi came back and reported, "Niangniang, the emperor still hasn't woken up, all the medicines have been used."

    Lan Ling sighed. He opened the small box by the bed and took out the white jade bottle, which contained a big return pill that she had saved her life.

    "Niangniang, there is only one left. From now on you..." Lixia cried.

     "Who knows what will happen in the future. For example, Wen Heng, never would have thought that there would be a me between her and Ling Chen."

    "Mother?"

    "I'm fine. I just feel that love and hate are impermanent, life is impermanent, and everything just needs to be grasped."

    Lan Ling arrived at Linhua Hall.

    Virtuous concubine Guan Yue was sitting next to Ling Chen, and Liu Hui was sitting on the other side, wiping Ling Chen's face with a towel.

    The old imperial physicians Dr. Gu and Dr. Zhou frowned, and the imperial physicians, palace maids, and servants knelt below.

    King Rui, Prime Minister Shi and Liu Shangshu stood there with their hands behind their backs.

    Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting were also there.

    Lan Ling saluted and looked at Doctor Gu: "Doctor Gu, when will the emperor wake up?"

    "Hui Niangniang, the emperor's injury is too serious this time, the lower official is trying to find a way..."

    Lan Ling took Ling Chen's wrist and felt the pulse.

    She poured out the big return pill from the white jade bottle, put it in her mouth, kissed his pale lips, and poured the pill into it. She picked up the teacup next to her and drank water and passed it to the emperor.

    Yu doctor Gu looked flushed, this concubine dared to do anything.