Chapter 386 Epilogue (End) (1)

   Chapter 386 Epilogue (End) (1)

  Chu Qianqian couldn’t hide her shock and looked at Ouyang Qing, or her former self, instead of asking why Ouyang Qing wanted to kill her, why should she ask her former self why she committed suicide, because when she died, Ouyang Qing would not be able to live.

   She is a person who cherishes life and will not take her own life casually. Besides, she also has Zhuge Ye, Zhuge Yan and Xiaobao. If she dies, what will the three of them do?

  There must be…there must be some unavoidable reason.

   “Does it have something to do with… something I forgot?”

  Chu Qianqian’s voice suddenly became very calm, “What I forgot, in your mind, tell me, what is it?”

   The rising sun was rising, and the golden light of the morning light pierced through the haze and landed on top of her head, like a gilt gauze.

  Ouyang Qing looked at her like this and didn’t speak.

Chu Qianqian hooked the corners of her lips forcefully: “I once thought that what I had forgotten was that His Majesty Sejong betrayed me, but you slapped me and said that one day I would think that your hand was not heavy enough. Then, can you tell me The truth? At least, let me die and understand.”

   After a long while, Ouyang Qing opened his mouth and said, “Your rebirth was earned by Your Majesty’s fortune and name as an emperor. Your Majesty treats you very well, don’t misunderstand Your Majesty.”

  Chu Qianqian nodded: “What else?”

“and also…”

   Ouyang Qing’s voice suddenly stopped here.

  Chu Qianqian waited patiently. After waiting for a long time, Ouyang Qing was not seen to speak. Chu Qianqian looked at Ouyang Qing, only to find that Ouyang Qing had fallen into Zhuge Ye’s arms.

   It’s better to say that it was forcibly pressed in.

Zhuge Ye’s face was cold and his veins were throbbing violently. He clamped Ouyang Qing in one hand, and twisted a water bladder filled with blood in the other. The blood dripped on top of Ouyang Qing’s head. It seemed as if Cun Cun had turned into ashes. In the end, Zhuge Ye’s chest was blood red. If it weren’t for the blood-stained clothes, Chu Qianqian would have almost thought that Ouyang Qing never existed, and everything was just a nightmare that he had accidentally made.

   “Zhuge Ye…”

  Chu Qianqian stood up, walked towards him slowly, and after a few steps, ran wildly.

   “Zhuge Ye!”

   She plunged into his **** arms.

   Zhuge Ye hugged her tightly and comforted her, his voice was low and hoarse: “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

  His eyes are empty and complex, with the meaning of the accumulation of years, as if he has experienced a cycle of life and death. Even if Chu Qianqian did not see it, he felt it from his unfamiliar temperament.

   “What’s wrong with you?” Chu Qianqian looked up, wanting to see him.

   He clasped Chu Qianqian in his arms: “It’s nothing.”

The tone of    is full of struggle and forbearance.

  Chu Qianqian raised her head with more strength, but he tightly held her in his arms, as if he didn’t want her to see him like this.

  Chu Qianqian became more and more anxious: “What’s wrong with you?”

   Zhuge Ye’s body began to tremble slightly: “Did you scare you?”

   A big living person turned into a pool of blood, it is impossible to say that he was not frightened.

  Chu Qianyan pursed her lips: “A little bit, but…”

   Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: “I was also scared.”

   seems to be explaining why he is so abnormal.

  Chu Qianqian blinked, not believing that he was so timid. Zhuge Ye is not a murderer, but he can definitely afford to be cruel.

   can intuitively tell Chu Qianqian that he doesn’t want to say it.

  Chu Qianqian thoughtfully gave up the plan to resist, quietly leaned on his sticky chest, and said, “What’s in the blood, how can people become like that?”

   “Nothing, just virgin blood.” Zhuge Ye finished softly and kissed the top of Chu Qianqian’s hair.

  The body of the Maharaja was taken away by Zhuge Ye.

   Chu Qianqian told Zhuge Ye one by one about the process of killing the Maharaja, without concealing it or adding fuel to it.

   Zhuge Ye didn’t say anything, just shook her hand.

When the    Maharaja died, his army was leaderless, and was quickly suppressed by Ouyang Jue.

  Zhuge Yan suffered minor injuries due to the destruction of the artillery cart, but his life was not serious.

  Xi’er was persecuted by the ministers in the Golden Palace, Shangguan Ling rushed to the Golden Palace, killed the three officials who took the lead in shouting with the scepter of thunder, and left the palace with Xi’er in his arms.

   On the way to leave, he was chased by the dark guards, but fortunately she went.

Xi’er left the most elite dark guard to Xiaobao, and the people who stayed by her side were simply not enough to fight against Chen Muqing’s minions. Shangguanling sneaked out of the palace frequently these days, and she actually found a way that even the monarch couldn’t find. The secret road – dog hole.

  Shangguanling lay on the ground: “Come up, I’ll carry you over there.”

   Xi’er frowned as she looked at the narrow and small dog hole that could barely accommodate a person lying on her stomach, and had no plans to go up.

  Shangguanling gritted his teeth anxiously: “When is it, you are still dawdling? Are you an old lady willing to support you like a turtle! Come on up!”

   Xi’er didn’t move.

  Shangguanling grabbed Xi’er and threw it on his back.

   She heard a loud bang while drilling the dog hole…

   There is a fable about a man who entered the city with a bamboo pole. The pole could not get in vertically or horizontally. He simply broke the pole and entered the city.

   The same thing happened countless times on Shangguan Ling and Xi’er.

   When Xi’er was hit, her nose was blue and her face was swollen, Shangguanling finally got angry: “I don’t have a load! You climb over by yourself!”

   Xi’er: (～…▽…)～

  The situation in the capital was finally stabilized, and the Maharaja’s army was recruited by Zhuge Ye, but Chen Muqing’s usurpation still left an indelible stain on Kashiqing.

   Zhuge Ye can tell the world that it is not the Maharaja who usurped the throne, but another personality split from the Maharaja, but will everyone believe it?

   Or would it be better to call a neurotic than a hero who has the courage to usurp the throne?

  In the midsummer July, Zhuge Ye ascended the throne as emperor, corrected the news of Chu Qianqian’s passing, and conferred Chu Qianqian as queen, Zhuge Ming as Taishanghuang, and Shangguanruo as empress dowager.

   Sitting on the bright yellow chariot, Zhuge Ye asked Chu Qianqian, “Are you happy?”

  Chu Qianqian smiled and leaned on his shoulder: “Happy.”

   After waiting for two lifetimes, I finally got the queen seat, but—

   “It doesn’t seem to be anything.” She muttered weakly, being a queen and being a talented person, it seems… there’s really not much difference.

   When she was still a talented person, she relied on his favor and walked sideways in the palace. Except for Shangguan Ruo and Zhuge Ming, no one dared to offend her, and it is the same today.

  Zhuge Ye scratched the tip of her nose and said indulgently, “Nothing, are you happy?”

   (end of this chapter)