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Faced with Emperor Zhong's words, Ming Jin smiled and found that the former was staring at her deeply. She restrained her smile, clenched the book in her hand, and said politely: "The current situation, I'm afraid there is no need to fight, either.

Can you please choose some more girls?"

Although she is not very old, she has already passed the marriageable age, so she calls the girls from aristocratic families outside as little girls.

As a result, Emperor Zhong frowned and hesitated, "You... do you know the most difficult part of being an emperor?"

Ming Jin cheered and asked, "Please give me your advice."

Emperor Zhong supported his waist and said calmly: "The rain and dew are all wet."

Ming Jin: "..."

He was clearly teasing, and it seemed like he was mocking himself. It was also a mockery of the previous kings. This man was so changeable, but Ming Jin felt that he saw more of a joke.

He seemed to be deliberately trying to make her happy.

It's like she was sure that she wouldn't be angry at her husband for doing such a thing.

"Well, it sounds like a lot of hard work. Your Majesty has worked hard for the sake of the country and the country."

Emperor Zhong was choked and looked at her holding the book without putting it away. He thought that Shaoyao mentioned that the latter did not like to be disturbed while studying, and even Xie Mingyue would not allow it.

He thought for a moment and asked the palace servants to bring the memorial over. It was obvious that important national affairs would be handled here.

She is a queen, so there is nothing wrong with her working in Kunning Palace. If she were a concubine, she would be remonstrated by the court.

However, Ming Jin ignored him and read a few books and glanced at the latter's nearly half-handled memorial.

The efficiency is very high, and the emperor's ability is very strong.

Ming Jin left the study, washed and lay down.

But after a while, someone followed.

Ming Jin noticed Fang Tang coming up, she opened her eyes and looked at Emperor Zhong.

Emperor Zhong: "Do you still want to talk about that old man?"

Ming Jin was naturally interested. She turned slightly to the side, used a pillow to softly cushion her waist, and let the black hair flow to her waist. She just asked: "Don't you keep it for me to check on my own?"

Her posture, which he didn't notice, made Emperor Zhong's breathing rise and fall. He turned away his eyes and said casually: "Let you check it yourself, it just shows your extreme intelligence and ability, but in this case, I will

I can’t find a topic to talk nonsense with you.”

He is always straightforward and seems to be joking.

Ming Jin didn't care and said with a smile: "Then please tell me."

"What he wanted most was a skeleton, the skeleton of his beloved."

Ming Jin was very surprised by what Emperor Zhong said.

How could such a vicious and thoughtful person, who doesn't even care about future generations, have a loved one?

"Dead?"

"Yes, he has been dead for many years."

Emperor Zhong leaned against the cushions and said a name, which made Ming Jin suddenly startled.

"Xie Zhi?"

She unexpectedly called her elder's name, and then frowned unconsciously, her thoughts concentrated, and her eyes were slightly pondering, as if she could speak, but also seemed unwilling to say anything.

"Yes, there are her bones in the late emperor's tomb. She must have been locked up there back then, so the Xie family and many others couldn't find her."

Should the legitimate daughter who saved the Xie family be imprisoned in a mausoleum and humiliated?

Ming Jin took a deep breath and did not look at Emperor Zhong. She only looked at the sparrow lantern on the side. There was a light in her eyes, which concealed her true emotions.

"Have you seen it before, Your Majesty?"

"No, no one has seen it, and he can't get in, because the main tomb passage has been blocked by the Panlong Stone. He can't get in, and naturally he can't get it."

Ming Jin thought about it and had a flash of inspiration, "So, the key to unlocking the Panlong Stone should be in your hands, right?"

Emperor Zhong knew she was keen, "Yes, it took me many years to find the key - anyway, I couldn't let him know that Chu Zheng secretly handed it to me before he died."

The implication is that before Chu Zheng died, he secretly handed the key to him, the false prince, but he deliberately pretended to have been looking for it.

In fact, two other pieces of information can be obtained from it.

First, Chu Zheng may have known that Su Dazai was in danger before he died.

Secondly, this false prince, who has been cultivated as a puppet since he was young, had alien intentions from the beginning and lurked in the abyss, only to reveal his fangs when his wings were full.

"It's just a skeleton. If you really love me, how could you have such a plot against the Xie family?"

Ming Jin was a little dissatisfied, but what was rare was that Emperor Zhong thought so too.

"So in those early years, I wasn't sure if it could threaten him, but recently I just tried it, and it actually worked."

After a pause, he added, "But I was still afraid of danger, so I called the piano master."

"Thank you." Ming Jin thanked him with a soft attitude.

The softer she is, the softer she is, the more unbearable she is.

"Uh, don't do this, otherwise I'll have to sleep on the floor."

"Your Majesty, you can go to the other palace to soak up the rain and dew..."

"Ah, I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep now."

As soon as Emperor Zhong heard her mention this, he opened the quilt and pretended to sleep. However, since last night, this person has slept on the other side of the bed and has never gone beyond that.

Ming Jin glanced at the man's back, his eyes dark, but he also lay down and fell asleep.

Tombs, skeletons, Su Dazai, Chu Zheng.

The secret of that generation.

But she couldn't explore those places because the tomb had long been sealed off. Not to mention the Panlong Stone level, even the outermost level couldn't be entered.

Unless you rebel and dig a grave directly.

But why didn't Su Dazai rebel? Was he afraid of the White Sword Snow Tower?

What about now? The threat posed by the White Sword Snow Tower to him is probably limited.

Ming Jin closed his eyes, his mind fluctuating.

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The next day, after Emperor Zhong went to court, Concubine Ling and others came to Kunning early to pay their respects, but were notified by the palace staff that the queen was still sleeping and could not get up, and asked them to mind their own business.

Concubines: What do you mean? You were too tired last night? Is this showing off? I can’t see it. How could the queen think that such a dignified and noble being like a goddess would take such a path! Concubine Ling, look at it.

Her! Why don’t you fight back?

Concubine Ling had a pale face, but she said to the palace attendants in Kunning Palace warmly and politely: "Since the Queen is tired, she must have a good rest and take care of herself..."

She was as attentive and filial as a biological daughter to her old mother, and at the end she even scolded the other concubines not to cause trouble and upset the queen.

"I can't spare you if you deny it!" Concubine Ling showed off her power and left.

Other concubines: "..."

I'm afraid Concubine Ling was hit too hard and got a ghost.

Ming Jin entered the Heavenly Prison of the Overwatch Council, accompanied by Zhuang Wuxue. The latter's temperament was still as strong as a jackal, but he lost the sharp-tongued energy of the past and seemed to be less talkative.

Ming Jin had no intention of talking to him, and remained speechless all the way until he reached the depths of the prison where he saw the miserable Su Shenzhi hanging on the Xingjia.

This is a lynching, but no one will protect it - cuckolding the emperor, who would dare to protect him? Even Su Dazai didn't say anything.

"It's my fault for staining the eyes of the empress." Zhuang Wuxue's voice was hoarse, but he had no sincere apology, because he knew that this would only please the noble and elegant young master of the Xie family.

From the time Xie Mingdai died, he knew that the other party had changed far more than himself.

"No, this is fine."

Ming Jin walked down the steps and walked to Su Shenzhi who smelled fishy and pus.

"Standard elegance can easily make people tired. They always want to see clean things and people fall into the dust and become dirty."

"Brother Shen treats me the same way, and I treat Brother Shen the same way."

One is the daughter of a top family, and the other is the son of a top Qingliu family. They should have cherished each other.

pity.

Su Shenzhi, who used to be as handsome as an immortal, could no longer open his eyes because his eyelids were covered with bloody scabs. Zhuang Wuxue was kind enough to cut them open for him with a delicate blade.

In pain, Su Shenzhi opened his eyes, which used to be elegant and graceful, but were now filled with ferocious eyes.

He looked at Ming Jin, who was wearing simple robes, and he had already gained insight into the name Zhuang Wuxue had just called her.

No, in other words, from the moment he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the queen's bed, he knew that he was finished, and he also knew that the queen was finished.

"He can make the queen move your seat today, and he can throw you away after using you tomorrow."
To be continued...