Chapter 180

I'll never see you again

When Shen Qingru woke up from his coma, he felt sore all over.

She rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly. She was in a narrow room. The room was dark and only lit a candle. There was a high fence around the room, but there was not even a window on the fence.

This room is about a dark Pavilion in the palace.

Shen Qingru knocked on her head. She still remembered that she was invisible among Mingrui's attendants and went out of the palace with him. On the way, it seemed that someone had said something to her. Before she could react, she got a stick on her head and lost consciousness.

Obviously, she was knocked unconscious and brought here.

Shen Qingru reluctantly stood up. Her movements were unrestricted, but her hands and feet were soft and could not make her strength. It was probably the man who tied her down who drugged her or smelled the sequelae of some kind of smoke.

She staggered out of bed and looked up around the house. The walls in the house are tens of feet high, and they are made of smooth green bricks and stones. They are extremely slippery. It is impossible for ordinary people to climb out along the walls.

Shen Qingru leaned cautiously against the wall and thought about it, slowly groping around the green brick wall. Since this room can come in, there must be a way out. I don't know if there is a mechanism hidden in the gap in the wall.

She groped for a while, but there was nothing strange on the wall. It was her body tired and panting after being drugged. It seems that it is not feasible to escape by yourself. We can only raise enough spirit and wait for the person who tied her to come to her.

Who is it? Is it the princess Xindu who hates her and Mingrui's plan to frame the blame? Why can't Mingrui catch her for revenge?

She thought, but her head gradually fainted. A burst of fatigue hit her, and she fell asleep against the wall.

It was dark when I woke up, and the short candle burned out. Shen Qingru sighed gently and was about to stand up, but there was a bang on his head. There was a crack on his head, and the bright light poured down along the crack.

Shen Qingru quickly closes his eyes and pretends to sleep, but his fingers quietly take down the hairpin. Mingrui's bodyguards hide several lethal weapons, but she has nothing but a hairpin with sharp hairpin head, which can be used in close combat.

A burst of footsteps came. Shen Qingru closed her eyes and distinguished it. There should be only one person. From the sound of footsteps, it should sound like a woman with elegant gait. A voice as cold as pearl jade slowly remembered: "don't pretend to sleep when you wake up."

Shen Qingru was called broken by the man. He opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.

A beautiful woman with towering temples and beautiful face is stepping down the steps in the gap step by step. Silk shoes decorated with the night pearl of the East China Sea gently step on the steps, with light and elegant steps, and even the floating of the train is silent. She did not wear excess jewelry, but her royal demeanor could not be compared with that of Princess Ding'an, Princess Xindu and other royal princesses.

This noble and gorgeous beauty is really like the queen of Yan.

Shen Qingru suddenly remembered Mingrui's evaluation of empress Yan Ru: the old witch was insidious and vicious. She would report her vengeance. She stood with a beautiful fox face, but she had a heart of tiger and wolf.

Empress Yan Ru's beauty is indeed worthy of her reputation. She has a noble temperament and intense light. Even said that she was most like her Xindu princess. In terms of appearance, she was far less than Yan Ru, who was nearly 40 years old.

Her face was still white and delicate, with a warm luster. There are no wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and there is no trace of years on the face. From the appearance alone, the Turkic emperor can almost be recognized as the father of Yan Ruchu, which shows how years treat Yan Ruchu.

Born in a noble noble family, she has been loved since childhood and married the Turkic emperor who is still the king after hairpin. In just a few years, she has become the most noble woman in Turks. Yan ruchuo's life looks smooth enough to be the envy of the noble women of the noble family. However, Shen Qingru always felt that the suffocating madness was hidden under the mask of the weak queen.

There are too many strange places on empress Yan Ru. Shen Qingru on the main hall once inadvertently saw the eyes of empress Yan Ru looking at the princess of Xindu. The eyes were not looking at her daughter, but like a failed handicraft.

She seemed to have no feelings. She always looked at her husband or her three children indifferently and measured her plans with the most rational attitude.

Empress Yan Ru looked directly at Shen Qingru's staring eyes, and Mei Feng said, "you don't seem surprised at all."

Shen Qingru lowered her eyes and said with a smile, "I'm a knife, but I'm a fish. What's the surprise of being a fish? The empress tried her best to tie me here. I'm afraid it's not just to see the surprised expression on my face?"

Empress Yan Ru lost her smile: "Miss Shen speaks quickly. I don't know what to say."

"Just tell me what the conditions are for me to return to Daxia." Shen Qingru said faintly, "I heard that you Turks have a rule that prisoners can redeem themselves with silver. The empress of gold and silver treasures must be available. You might as well tell me what her plot is to tie me up."

As like as two peas, Shen Qingru looks at her face, especially those eyes, especially the person who looks at her in the eyes, and looks like a woman in the eyes.

Yan ruchuo's eyes flashed a trace of hatred, which was soon covered up by her. She looked down at Shen Qingru. Her eyes were like looking at a small animal still struggling hopelessly after falling into a trap: "I'm afraid Miss Shen is not qualified to talk to the palace about conditions."

"I heard that Mingrui has a new confidant around him. I'm his real mother anyway. I just want to grow eyes for him.

"Isn't the empress difficult for me because of the princess Xindu?" Shen Qingru intuitively thought that empress yanru would never do this, but she really couldn't guess the reason why the other party tied her up.

Empress Yan Ru looked at her with a strange look in her eyes, as if she had known her before. Shen Qingru gradually felt something wrong and subconsciously wanted to excite the other party. When the other party approached, she used the wooden hairpin hidden in her palm to control the other party and escape from here.

But empress Yan Ru was not fooled at all. She stared at Shen Qingru for a moment, as if she saw another person's shadow from Shen Qingru. A sneer suddenly overflowed from the corner of her lips, and she stepped out of the secret room with a graceful posture.

"The palace will arrange a good place for you. I'm sure Miss Shen will like it." empress Yan Ru dropped a sentence, and her figure gradually disappeared at the end of her eyes.

Shen Qingru looked at her far back and leaned against the bluestone wall with a decadent sigh.

Empress Yan Ru is cautious and shrewd. She is not inspired by her. Now she can only stay alone in this small black room, quietly waiting for the coming fate.

Shen Qingru's eyes were sour. She quickly wiped them with the back of her hand, otherwise the tears in her eyes would fall. She felt most helpless when she was living in Turks. Huo Qijun, where are you? Why... Why don't you come to me?

Huo Qijun, I really miss you. I always feel that everything in front of me is a dream. When I wake up, I can see you when I open my eyes. Where are you? Why haven't you come to save me

Tears fell down on the bluestone floor along the gap between her fingertips. Shen Qingru finally couldn't help crying. When she was tired of crying, she fell asleep on the bluestone wall

Summer.

Huo Qijun suddenly woke up from the nightmare. Jun's face was wet with cold sweat, and his snow-white middle coat was soaked with sweat and tightly stuck to his back.

He dreamed of Qingru again. During the half month of her disappearance, Huo Qijun dreamed of her almost every day. In the dream, she sometimes looked back and smiled, sometimes pitiful, but without exception made him happy from his heart. He really missed her so much. God knows how he could barely control himself and not rush into the Turkic queen alone to save her.

But he can't be impulsive.

Not only could his impulse not save her, but it was likely to push her into a more terrible abyss. He must choose the safest way, not only to save her unharmed, but also to remove those who secretly poisoned her one by one.

Military power is what Huo Qijun needs most now. The Huo family army was forcibly separated by the emperor and dispersed to various places. Now the most powerful part remains in Xining. He must first obtain the military power of Xining. At that time, just cheer up and the old members of the Huo family army will naturally gather again.

At that time, what he can do is not only destroy the Turks, but also

Huo Qijun got out of bed barefoot and stood by the window expressionless. The winter in the capital is not like the bitter cold of the frontier fortress. Even the winter wind is soft on his face. He stood stunned and blew the wind for a long time. Somehow, it was a mild wind, but it blew a wet meaning on his face.

As a husband, he could only make his beloved wife suffer in Turkic in vain, but he had no way. This deep sense of powerlessness almost defeated him.

He remembered the content of his dream just now. His beloved wife was standing there in a state of ecstasy. There were only a few withered bones left on her bright face... His heart was like a knife. He came forward to hold her in his arms, but Qingru in the dream pushed him away with hatred. Red blood flowed out of her eyes, distorted and angry:“

Why don't you save me... Why don't you save me... "

Huo Qijun wanted to explain to her, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth at all. His body seemed to be fixed there and couldn't move. In his dream, he watched Shen Qingru turn into blood bit by bit. The last sentence she left him was: "Huo Qijun, heaven and earth, blue and Yellow Springs, I'll never see you again."

He was awakened by pain, and his chest and heart seemed to have been gouged out by life. The pain gouged out his bones with his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

Heaven and earth, death and life will never meet again?

His fingertips rolled a Chimonanthus flower bud out of the window, and with a slight force, the plum blossom was crushed at his fingertips.

Qingru, we'll see each other soon. I'll never let you leave again