Chapter 83 The Enthronement Ceremony Three Months Later

Youlan said so seriously.

Yan Han disagreed and smiled slightly: "Tell me this, I have never discussed it with Hongmei and the other two, and I have not received the approval of the imperial concubine, right?"

Youlan's eyes shrank slightly: "If you think so, then that's right! But you haven't answered my question yet."

"You keep going, I'll listen." Yan Han said lightly.

"That's good," Youlan nodded, "but you don't regret it."

Youlan warned again, paused for a moment, and, under the cold looking forward to the following gaze, she continued: "The Empress is indeed a saint, and there is indeed a problem with Your Majesty. Your Majesty visited Jiangdu to break through the Yuanshen realm, and then he would enthrone the Empress as the Queen and hold a grand ceremony of enthronement."

"This is a good thing! But as far as I see, the Empress seems to be unable to raise any interest in this matter?"

In fact, in other words, Concubine Xiao seemed to be lying flat and had no interest.

Youlan snorted coldly and said coldly: "The day of the enthronement ceremony is the time when the Empress disappears. This is an extremely confidential matter. I accidentally learned it. Tell me, how can the Empress be interested?"

Yan Han was shocked in his heart.

It is indeed worthy of being an evil demon. He follows the evil path and is sacrificing the saint's daughter just to achieve the saint's son?

But why didn’t Concubine Xiao run away?

But before asking this question, the cold thoughts turned to the point where he knew the answer, that is, Concubine Xiao could not escape at all!

This so-called Yin and Yang Palace must have some means to control Concubine Xiao, so that she could not escape at all.

Then the second question is, how did the tyrant king sacrifice Concubine Xiao to become his saint son in the grand ceremony of enthroning Concubine Xiao as the queen?

Dual cultivation?

Or is it a dead man's painting made by a cobbler?

Or is it both?

He took a deep breath and asked, "Has the Empress been hit by any means?"

"Yes!" Youlan answered very simply.

"Demon-subduing Spirit-Devouring Nail?" Yan Han guessed.

Youlan said: "There are still nine-turn Yin and Yang Pills! I only know so much, but Sister Hongmei doesn't know the specific details."

It turns out to be double insurance!

No wonder Concubine Xiao couldn't escape at all, and it was a dead end, so she had to accept her fate, lie down and be depressed.

Poor baby!

Yan Han sighed in his heart.

He originally thought that the culprit of all this was Concubine Xiao. Rumors in the world that all this disaster was done by Concubine Xiao’s favor and arrogant and instigating His Majesty.

It turned out that she was just a scapegoat. The canary raised in a captive cage had already been packed and was ready to serve it on the table.

What’s even more pitiful is that she knew all this, but she was unable to resist and could only walk up to the gorgeous dining table step by step and serve as the main dish for the gourmet meal!

Pitiful!

It's a pity!

pity!

But is she innocent?

Yan Han shook his head secretly in his heart.

Concubine Xiao was the white glove that was pushed forward. Before she learned this secret, she must have taken the initiative to plan many things, which was hard to say innocent. At this time, Yan Han remembered a sentence that the demon Taoist Wuchenzi said that night: "Where is no place for practicing the great way? The strong prey on the weak, and the eyes are full of ghosts and monsters!"

This is true everywhere in this ordinary person in another world or in the practice world.

His face changed, and he kept shaking his head and sighing: "It turns out that the Imperial Concubine looks glorious, but in fact it is even more miserable than me, a cobbler! Do you know that if I want to leave, I can do it anytime."

"Then why didn't you leave?" Youlan asked back.

Yan Han smiled bitterly and said, "The world of the world is dangerous. My cultivation is too low and I lack experience in the world. It is really not as safe as staying here when I escape. Besides, this place is more like the world than the world. As long as I can survive in this place, I will not have any problems."

Youlan smiled and said, "You finally told the truth, not the lie."

Yan Han smiled bitterly again: "Don't change the topic. In the Yin-Yang Palace, the master of the saint queen. What about the older generation's saint daughter and son?"

Youlan shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Do you don't know, or have you never heard of it?" Yan Han asked.

"I have never heard of it, no one knows it."

"That's strange," Yan Han pondered, "In theory, every generation should have such a saint and a saint. The saint is sacrificed to achieve the saint. Where are the saints in that sect? Where have they all gone? It is impossible for the saints and a saints of each generation to cultivate the elites that have been so energy-strengthening."

Youlan was also in deep thought, but she knew nothing and had no answer.

Yan Han could only put this question aside and asked: "What's going on with the enthronement ceremony? Double cultivation and yin replenishment of yang, or do you paint like a death row prisoner?"

Youlan shook her head again: "I don't know, we don't know."

Yan Han pondered and said, "I thought that there must be some paintings like a death row prisoner. Otherwise, how could Eunuch Liu give me martial arts, elixirs, imperially titled as an imperial painter, painting for concubines in the harem? But in this way, on the day of the enthronement ceremony, not only when the empress died, but I also couldn't escape."

This is natural and reasonable. On the other hand, how could His Majesty's foolish monarch, Eunuch Liu, and the Yin-Yang Palace hidden behind him allow Hongmei and Youlan to leave?

Youlan sighed and smiled sadly: "I have thought that the Empress can't leave, and the four of us have absolutely no reason to survive. But the three of them still believe that the Empress has a way."

Yan Han had no choice but to comfort him: "Maybe there is a way for the Empress, but we can't guess it thoroughly. After all, there will be some time after arriving in Jiangdu and the enthronement ceremony. But has this day been decided?"

"It is said to be three months later, that is, July 28th."

Calculate the day, the severe cold traveled to this other world, February 19th, April 24th, and there are indeed three months left.

In this way, there is no need to rush to escape. Three months is enough for many things to happen.

Yan Han was relieved for a while and smiled and said, "There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. There is still three months left to find a good opportunity. Your cultivation has improved a lot this day. I am a little curious. Is that frozen scene in your purple palace spiritual image your memory or what you visualized?"

Youlan lowered her head, shy and couldn't bear it. After a moment, she raised her head and said sincerely: "It's better for you to leave as soon as possible. Staying here is too dangerous."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense."

Youlan did not persuade her anymore, took out two jade slips from her arms and handed them to Yan Han: "One of them is the formation you copied today, and the other is the answer you want to know. But don't just read it now. When I leave, you can read it again, okay?"

If you ask for something softly, Yan Han felt soft and naturally he could not refuse.

The iron door opened with a clang.

It's dawn.

Youlan smiled slightly at Yan Han, gave a slight salute, picked up three scrolls, and walked out.

Yan Han sighed in his heart, feeling lost.

The long night passes so quickly!
Chapter completed!