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    The emperor stared at Jinglan for a long time before saying: "Gu Lin, I vaguely remember this person. When your mother was guarding the mausoleum in Yiping Mountain, I went to visit him in private. I met him several times and played chess with him several times. He is indeed  As his name suggests, he has the style of a gentleman and a benevolent person in ancient times."

    "So, your senior sister is both a survivor of the previous dynasty and the daughter of Gu Lin." The emperor rubbed his brows and sighed heavily, "If you have any unfinished words, you might as well say them all.  At this time, even if you tell me that she is the late emperor¡¯s posthumous son and my biological sister, I won¡¯t find it strange.¡±

    Jing Lan didn't know what he thought of, and his expression changed slightly: "There are rumors in the market where it came from, saying that although Princess Yunhe married Marquis Jinghai, she still had private contacts with Gu Shen. She asked me last time,  Could it be that the two of them are cousins?! It¡¯s better for my uncle to say less of these things. If she hears it and takes it seriously, what should I do?"

    The emperor smiled unconsciously, glanced at his niece with gloating, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What else can I do? If this is really the case, I'm afraid you will have to call her Imperial Aunt, hahahaha!"

    He stopped smiling under Jing Lan's glare, raised his hand and nodded at her: "Before settling the score with you, you killed my army first! You were unwilling to inherit the title before, but you made a new excuse and suddenly asked me to  The reason for overturning the case for Tianshi Mansion must be for this person, right?"

    Jinglan was silent for a moment before speaking: "It's for her, but it's not entirely for her alone."

    She leaned down and worshiped again, saying: "When I was young, my mother took me to visit all the ways. At that time, I didn't know what she meant by doing this. I only knew that I had no illness or disaster, so why did I hide away from the world?  , living in seclusion in the mountains? One day she said to me, "In this world, whether you are a powerful person or a poor and humble person, although you cannot make your own decisions in life, you can make your own decisions in death. And you are different from others.  From the moment you are born, you cannot control your own life, nor can you decide your life or death by yourself.'"

    There was some pity in the emperor's eyes: "After my sister welcomed me into the palace, she once told me that her marriage to Marquis Jinghai was just a move by the late emperor."

    Jinglan looked around the glorious hall, and the gentle female voice seemed to ring in his ears. When he was distracted, he seemed to have returned to the day when he first entered the palace.

    "Remember, your life does not belong to you, nor does it belong to your parents, so just go."

    As a young girl, she stopped in front of the tall palace door and looked back at the woman at the foot of the steps.  Her voice was gentle and her beautiful face was as calm as ever, but her eyes were filled with despair.  This scene was deeply imprinted in Jing Lan's mind, and it is still as clear as before many years later.

    At this time, the palace man on the side whispered: "It's time to go in."

    Jinglan stepped into the palace, walked through the gates under the guidance of the palace people, and came to the depths of the palace.

    Kneeling on the mat, after bowing, she heard the jade bead curtain move slightly, and an old voice came: "Is this the daughter of Yun He and Marquis Jinghai? She has grown so old before she knew it. Come closer and let me take a look.  .¡±

    She was picked up by the palace servants and walked to the bead curtain as instructed.  The beaded curtain swayed, and a hand like a dead branch emerged. The back of the hand was stained and stained, and an unspeakable smell of decay emitted from the hanging sleeves.  The man said calmly: "Not like your father, but more or less similar to your mother."

    He asked some more questions about daily life, and Jinglan answered them one by one. Finally, the man said, "Hand over."

    She was a little scared for no reason and hesitated whether she should do it or not.  The man behind the bead curtain said sternly: "Reach out your hand!"

    Jinglan stepped back in panic, but the man opened the bead curtain, grabbed her wrist and dragged her in.  Jing Lan saw his face. The decayed old man's face was covered with a layer of gray, and his eyes were cloudy and yellow. Even the gorgeous clothes and jade crowns could not hide the deathly look.  He pulled down the sleeve of her left hand and saw the dark birthmark on her arm. He smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, it's the same mark as your father's."

    After saying that, he pushed Jing Lan out of the bead curtain. Jing Lan fell to the ground with one foot in the air, covering her arms in fear. Suddenly, she remembered what her mother said before, and vaguely understood something. She raised her head and looked at the shaking body in disbelief.  Zhulian heard the man whisper: "Very good, this is good"

    Jinglan's thoughts were confused and she opened her mouth to ask something, but the man said: "Take her down, invite the mage, and say she can do the magic.".

    The emperor hesitated to speak, and finally said: "And Marquis Jinghai, it turns out that he is¡ª¡ª"

    "Xuanzhi." Jinglan came back to her senses, raised her hand and looked at her wrist. The silver chain on her wrist flashed, and she said indifferently: "'This life is born first, why should it be mysterious and not be mysterious again?'" Jinghai Marquis from the beginning of the dynasty  , is the emperor's "Xuanzhi", which is connected with the secret spell to connect the luck and share the disasters and injuries. Because he carries the seal, he can be trapped in the city and cannot leave. When the late emperor fell ill, my father?Otherwise, how can you enjoy eating?  "

    Luo Yuanqiu stared at the snack residue on the other half of her face and wanted to reach out and wipe it for her.  After hearing this, he picked up a piece of pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, took a sip of tea and asked, "Like this?"

    The woman¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°Since you can eat it in one bite, why did you divide it into three or four bites before?¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu replied sincerely: "It's delicious. I don't want to finish it too quickly. I want to eat it slowly."

    The woman laughed loudly and said, "Interesting, where did Jing Lan find this wonderful person? Why don't I borrow it from her, and you come to my palace and be a female official. You can't get enough of these snacks every day, how about that?"

    When she smiled, the snack dregs on her face fell off one after another, but there were still many stuck on her face, motionless as a mountain.  Luo Yuanqiu couldn't help but rub her cheek with the back of her hand. She felt relieved when she found that there was nothing. She asked belatedly, "Do you know Jing Lan too?"

    The woman said: "Of course we know each other, don't the clothes you are wearing belong to her?"

    Luo Yuanqiu let out a soft sigh, a little embarrassed: "So you can see it."

    The woman smiled slightly and hooked her fingers. Luo Yuanqiu came closer and listened to her: "Little girl, let me ask you, did Jing Lan give you two gifts before? One is a rouge box, and the other is a sword. Can you  Can¡¯t you tell me, which one do you like?¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu thought for a while, and it seemed that there was something like that.  But she never used rouge, and Jinglan didn¡¯t know where the box of things was received.  As for swords, in front of Fei Guang, ordinary swords are nothing more than ordinary soldiers.

    She couldn¡¯t answer for a moment, so the woman smiled and said, ¡°Think about it slowly, don¡¯t worry.¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu thought about it carefully: "The sword is better, because I don't know how to use rouge."

    The woman immediately slapped the case and said: "Remember what you said today, you can't change it again, you know!"

    Luo Yuanqiu looked confused: "Why?"

    Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind her: "Yuan Qiu, who are you talking to-"

    Jing Lan¡¯s eyes swept over the two of them, lingering on the empty four-layered food box for a long time, then looked at the woman with half of her face covered in snack scum, and asked in surprise: ¡°Auntie, why are you here?¡±

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