The emperor finally nodded, Lan Liuqing re-entered the coffin that night, and the mourning hall was lively again, but the emperor did not come again, there was a sense of not being out of sight and not being upset. Despite this, the queen was not sloppy, and made the scene sufficient, saving the emperor from turning over old accounts in the future.

According to the rules, the concubine was killed, operated for three days, and then went out of the funeral. On the first night of the funeral, the mourning hall was still lively, Dema cried and fainted several times, Zhuo Li was afraid that she would cry a good way, so she helped her in to rest, those crying maids howled for two days, and they were also a little tired, if the emperor was not there, they would hum sloppily, and some simply found a place to hide, only the monks were honestly chanting.

The emperor doesn't come, the queen doesn't come, naturally someone is on an errand, the servants of the harem know what the queen means, as long as the emperor doesn't come, they can't wait to save trouble and make it easy, a foreign woman with no foundation, and a nobleman, if she dies, she will die, and raising the specifications is already a big face, so be it.

Qin Dian is not an innocent person, he didn't kill a maid to pretend to be a random maid, he was going to fill the coffin with a copper tripod, he estimated that a copper tripod weighs about the same as a woman, fix it, as long as it doesn't move, it doesn't make a sound, it's fine.

It wasn't until midnight that he quietly went to the Ruiyang Palace, where the monks were still chanting dutifully, and a buzzing sound covered all the small sounds. After entering the hall, he hid on the beam, ready to open the coffin lid at the right time and replace Lan Liuqing out.

A little attendant lifted the curtain and came in to add oil, looked at the coffin, shuddered, and hurried out, as if the person in the coffin had become a ghost.

Qin Dian took a look, at this point, except for the group of monks, there was no one in front of him, they all hid and fell asleep, and the monks chanted without raising their heads, so they couldn't find him. So he jumped down from the beam lightly, grabbed the copper tripod in the corner of the wall and was moving, but heard the faint sound of footsteps in the humming chanting, who could it be in the middle of the night?

He was shocked, and immediately ran to the beam to hide.

The white curtain was lifted, and it was actually the emperor who came in, Qin Dian's heart instantly rose to his throat, knowing that something was wrong.

The emperor stood silently in front of the coffin for a long time, as if he came to say his final goodbye, but he didn't speak or leave, so Qin Dian secretly complained, calculating the time, it was almost over, and if it dragged on, once Lan Liuqing woke up, the consequences would be unimaginable, what should I do? On a cold day, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Kun Qinglong was very entangled in his heart, he was going to go out of the funeral tomorrow, he originally just wanted to come over and say goodbye to her, but when he got here, he wanted to look at her again, and after a few struggles, he finally opened the lid of the coffin, the beauty in the coffin was still the same, pale and cold, he was careful and careful, from the beginning to the end, without missing a single detail.

This is the only woman he has ever loved in his life, who came to him from a distant foreign country, but it was a glimpse, only for a short stay, maybe dead, she can return to her homeland.

He sighed lowly, closed the lid of the coffin, and walked out, Qin Dian's heart fell little by little with his steps, but he walked to the curtain and stopped, hesitated for a moment, and turned his head and walked back......

Qin Dian's heart swished and went up again, but the sweat on his forehead dripped down and fell silently on the plush blanket.

When the last bit of medicine was exhausted, Lan Liuqing inhaled hard, fresh air inhaled into her lungs, she slowly opened her eyes, her vision was a little blurry, but it could be seen that it was a man standing by the coffin, she pulled the corners of her mouth and wanted to laugh, and raised her hand weakly, the man immediately held her hand, but did not speak, just looked at her quietly.

In the hazy sight, the corners of the man's mouth seemed to twitch, she knew that Qin Dian was worried about herself, and tried her best to show a soothing smile, but she was too weak, and the appearance was more ugly than crying.

Her breathing gradually stabilized, and her blurred vision became clear, but she hallucinated, why did Kun Qinglong's face appear in front of her? She closed her eyes and opened them again, and what she saw was still Kun Qinglong.

How could it be Kun Qinglong? How so? She closed it vigorously and opened it again, her eyelids flicked, her eyes flew up the beam, and she saw Qin Dian with an indescribable expression.

Blue Liuqing, "......"

Qin Dian, '......'

It wasn't until Kun Qinglong's hand reached under her snort that she came back to her senses and looked at him with a blank look.

"You're alive again, aren't you?" He bent down and stroked her face, although it was still a little cold, but the temperature was obviously rising, he couldn't describe his mood, like a dream.

Lan Liuqing immediately closed her eyes, wanting to pretend to be dead again, but even if she could hold it for a while, the gradually rising body temperature couldn't deceive people.

When her body temperature became normal, she felt that the big hand on her face was unusually cold, and it was so cold that her heart was cold. The hand slid down her chin and landed on her neck, her five fingers slowly retracted, and the man's voice looked a little strange, "You're not dead, do you want me to help you?" ”

Lan Liuqing didn't say anything, she didn't know how to deal with this scene, what she didn't understand was why Kun Qinglong appeared here on the night a few days after she died? Could it be that he saw through his plan and came to watch her jokes?

She had just woken up, her breathing was still weak, but the fingers on her neck were retracting, pulling the air out of her lungs little by little.

Lan Liuqing felt that she was really going to die this time, she was forced to open her eyes, she wanted to say something, but she felt that if things were all under the control of this man, it would be useless for her to say anything. Her body shook involuntarily because she couldn't breathe well, and there was a hint of horror in her eyes when she didn't realize it.

She tried hard to look at Qin Dian on the beam, hoping that he could jump down to save herself, but her vision was already blurred, she couldn't see Qin Dian's figure clearly, just when she thought she was going to die, Kun Qinglong suddenly withdrew her hand, she immediately inhaled a big breath, just inhaled a mouthful, and his mouth was blocked again, his lips were as hot as fire, burning her non-stop, like a swing. The whole person was also picked up from the coffin by him, hugged tightly in his arms, and kissed him darkly.

Lan Liuqing once again felt that she was going to die, but why let her die like this? Her breathing was blocked, her chest felt like it was about to explode, but he was strangling so tightly, she seemed to hear the bones of her body rattling in Kaka, she couldn't describe the discomfort, her consciousness began to wander, and the darkness gradually enveloped her.

When Kun Qinglong noticed that the woman in his arms had stopped struggling, he suddenly woke up, and when he pulled away, Lan Liuqing's eyes were closed, his face was pale, his heart fell violently, and he shook his hand to probe her snort, but he couldn't detect anything.

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