C816 816 Royal Tomb

Although Ruo Qing didn't die in the hands of the Shen Ji Hall, if it weren't for the Shen Ji Hall, Ruo Qing would still be fine with Ol 'Nine, and Little Heng Er wouldn't have become a motherless child.

After he finished speaking, he did not even spare Yan Shuo a single glance as he turned around and left the imperial study in a rage.

Yan Shuo could not hold back his anger anymore, he wanted to let Mo Rong Tian go, he himself did not have any confidence either. More importantly, if he insisted on letting Mo Rong Tian go, he did not know how he would face Ninth Imperial Uncle.

He knitted his eyebrows, glanced at Yan Xiao, who had not spoken since the beginning, and asked: "Sixth Uncle, do you think that I am very dishonest?"

Yan Xiao didn't say anything, he only looked at Yan Shuo quietly. Although he didn't say anything as brashly as Yan Jue, it was obvious that he was also unhappy in his heart.

"He's Rong Er's only brother."

"Ol'ninth also only has one Ruo Qing."

Yan Xiao said calmly. One sentence, and Yan Shuo had no way to refute it.

"Let's not talk about whether or not the officials can accept that you can let Mo Rong Tian go. Even if the officials agree, as for Ninth Brother, how does the Emperor intend to explain himself?"

Yan Xiao's plain words made Yan Shuo pursed his lips, and after a moment, he laughed bitterly: "So we can only kill him?"

"If this official can't give you an idea, why don't you ask your majesty? If he agrees, then I have nothing to say."

Yan Shuo understood in his heart that out of his three uncles, his Sixth Uncle's personality was the most stable, but he could feel that Sixth Uncle was also angry at him at the moment.

In the end, he waved his hand towards Yan Xiao. "Fine, let us think about it."

When Yan Xiao left the imperial study room, Yan Jue was waiting for him at the entrance. Seeing him come out, he angrily walked up and pointed in the direction of the imperial study room, then angrily said: "Sixth brother, what do you think of that brat? Putting aside the relationship of Ol 'Nine, Ruo Qing being close to him, or even Mo Rong Tian being close to him, brother-in-law is more important than Aunt, right? "

Thinking of this, Yan Jue felt depressed.

Nanling and his wife had been doing quite a bit, and at that time, his wife would also be dragged into the water like how Ruo Qing was back then.

If it really came down to that day, what nonsense would those dog officials fart? He would send them off one by one to meet the old ancestor!

"Enough."

Yan Xiao consoled Yan Jue and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "If he is determined to keep Mo Rong Tian's life, then he won't come to ask for our opinion. He is also concerned about Ol 'Nine's feelings right now, don't get angry immediately if anything happens to you, he is still a Kaiser after all."

The corner of Yan Jue's mouth twitched as he muttered: "I just don't feel that it's worth it for Ninth Elder and Ruo Qing. Besides, because Ruo Qing is dead, my wife was sick for a long time, and recently, she finally took a turn for the better. My heart is aching."

Yan Xiao was complaining to the point that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Let's not talk about whether Ol'nine will agree or not. The stubborn ones in the imperial court will not easily agree."

Yan Jue thought about it, and agreed in his heart, but when he thought about how that brat was going to let go of a bad friend, he immediately became angry.

Yan Xiao knew what was on his mind, and advised: "You can't blame Ah Shuo. Back then, regarding Ruo Qing, he had always kept it under wraps, but the situation was different too, all the pressure was on him alone. As the Kaiser, he can't do as she pleases with her life."

Yan Jue was so angry by what Yan Xiao had said that he did not utter a word. In the end, it became a sigh, "If Ol 'Nine knew that he wanted to let Mo Rong Tian go, wouldn't he feel sad and upset?"

Yan Xiao's gaze turned towards the King Jing Palace, and after that, he said dejectedly: "Ol'ninth's heart has already died, I'm afraid that no matter how Mo Rong Tian is dealt with, it would not be of much use to him."

This was what worried him the most.

If Ol 'Nine really wanted Mo Rong Tian to die, he could have killed him immediately. He didn't even need to bring him to the capital to deal with him.

Hearing Yan Xiao's words, Yan Jue became silent for a moment, "That's right, it's meaningless …"

Right now, he only hoped that Ruo Qing could live again, so everything else was not important.

After a month's time, Liu Ruo Qing finally arrived at the capital, but as she looked at her long-awaited hometown, Liu Ruo Qing's emotions were mixed.

It had only been a few months, yet she had come here once again. This time, it felt like a completely different world.

After staring at the city gate for a long time, she silently turned around and left.

With her hand, she pinched the plate hanging around her neck. After a moment of hesitation, she started walking in another direction towards the outskirts of the city.

When she arrived at her destination, she felt a little exhausted and extremely tired. Such a situation often occurred during these days.

Ye Zichen casually picked a piece of the ground and sat down, while cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Right in front of her was the imperial mausoleum. She knew that would come here for a day at the sixteenth day of every month, and that the sixteenth day was the day that Yun Jiao Rong passed away. This habit of Yan Shuo's existed even before he was sentenced to death.

Today is fifteen. If nothing unexpected happens, Yan Shuo will be here tomorrow.

Whether this brand was the royal family's shadow guard's proof of identity or not, he would find out tomorrow.

She held the sign in her hand and unconsciously increased her strength. At the thought of tomorrow, her heart began to race again.

The next day.

Just as Liu Ruo Qing predicted, Yan Shuo arrived at the imperial mausoleum on time.

"All of you leave. Don't disturb me if there's nothing else."

"Yes."

The hidden guards around him and the guards at the imperial mausoleum all retreated a distance away. This was a habit of Yan Shuo's every time, so when the hidden guards left, they didn't hesitate at all.

Yan Shuo walked to the front of Yun Jiao Rong's mausoleum and leaned on her mausoleum as he sat down.

"Rong Er, the officials have been urging us to put your brother to death. If we insist on keeping him alive, how will we explain this to Ninth Uncle? But if we kill him, will you blame us?"

Her slender fingers gently caressed Yun Jiao Rong's tombstone, and her eyes unwittingly softened.

"Everyone says that you can enjoy being a Kaiser as much as you want. If I could choose, I really wouldn't want to be a Kaiser, and if that's the case, perhaps you wouldn't die, and I wouldn't be in such a difficult situation. Everyone says that being a Kaiser is a high and mighty position, but I want to protect someone, and I can't do whatever I want. Ninth Aunt cannot protect you and I cannot protect your brother. "

"Rong Er, what do you think we should do? Ninth Uncle is depressed and depressed, everyone says that he won't be able to live anymore, everyone says that it's our fault, that it's us who forced them to separate, that the Yin and Yang are separated. "

"Rong Er, we don't want to do so, but on our current seat, we have no choice …"

Hearing Yan Shuo's words, Liu Ruo Qing's face was tainted with a little guilt.