After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Ye Qinghuai's voice seemed a little weak amid the sound of rain, but it was certainly heard by Lu Yanchen.

Lu Yanchen was stunned by her question.

He didn't know why Ye Qinghuai suddenly asked such a question out of nowhere.

What's more important is that he hasn't seen such a weak Ye Qinghuai for a long time.

Since taking office, Ye Qinghuai has always begged Lu Yanchen not to treat her as a child again, and everything she does confirms her begging.

She really doesn't have a child anymore.

She is meticulous and decisive in killing, and she no longer needs his guidance and protection.

Does she look like a young eagle, its wings are getting fuller and it is about to leave the nest?

But at this moment, she seemed to have turned back into the little bird she once was, hiding under his wings, clinging tightly to his side, and following him step by step.

Ye Qinghuai's childlike appearance once made him feel anxious.

At that time, he always hoped that she would grow up quickly, but he could face the storm outside alone.

But when Ruming saw Ye Qinghuai's long-awaited look again, he felt a little nostalgic and inexplicably happy.

It feels like something that has been lost has come back.

Lu Yanchen shifted his gaze to the two wine jars behind Ye Qinghuai.

One was standing full, and the other was empty, fell to the ground, and rolled down beside the east wall of the battlement.

Thinking of the situation Li Baoquan introduced to him in Mingloudong, Lu Yanchen quickly made a guess.

After drinking so much wine, I don’t know what he said to Qin Baozhu. Lu Yanchen thought to himself.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at Ye Qinghuai's wet head, and asked, "Does Bidong think he is a fool?"

Ye Qinghuai was silent and replied: "I don't know."

"Does your Majesty want to be a wise king?"

"I think." She answered quickly that time.

"Why?"

Ye Qinghuai raised his head and looked at Lu Yanchen in surprise, wondering why he asked that.

Lu Yanchen's black eyes were looking at her, like a pool of clear and silent water.

Ye Qinghuai's eyes were too familiar. When he taught her to read in Wenxuan Palace, he would always look at her with such patience.

But that time, Ye Qinghuai refused to come.

She lowered her head, a little confused in her eyes.

No, why?

In her previous life, she had never had the idea of ​​"having a wise king". She just wanted to live her life in peace and stability. After all, in her first fourteen years of life, no one had ever instilled such a belief in her. Even if it wasn't

After the Renshen Incident, no one from the former dynasty to the harem mistakenly thought that she had such expectations as a "wise emperor". Rather than her being an unexpected emperor, people mostly expected her not to cause trouble.

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If we must say yes, then it would be Lu Yanchen, Wang Lisong and Qin Baozhu.

Maybe even Qin Baozhu said that they believed in the emperor because there was no other way. Apart from the emperor, they didn't know who they could count on.

What about Ye Qinghuai herself?

When did she come up with the idea of ​​"wanting to be a wise king"?

Was it in the Hall of Supreme Harmony when she was forced to commit suicide? Was it in the Tribunal of the Three Divisions, when she saw the ministers calling deer a horse in front of her? Was it in the Wenxin Hall that the students were planning to attack the Chengtian Gate?

When you hear the drum?

"Why did Bidong demand a thorough investigation of the Chunwei fraud case? And why did he abolish the Minister of Punishment in public at the West Market Execution Ground? Didn't Bidong want to hear the praise of 'Mingjun'? If no one praised him, Bidong would be so good at it.

Do it?" Lu Yanchen asked.

Ye Qinghuai's lowered eyes suddenly lit up.

No, does she care so much about the criticism from passers-by because she cares about Mingjun's virtuous reputation?

If she only cares about a reputation, wouldn't it be better if she gets rid of those who criticize her?

Ye Qinghuai couldn't help but ask herself, what did she care about?

Scenes of past events passed through her mind, and the feelings and emotions of that time enveloped her like rain.

The dying refugees in the dark alley next to Baiweiju, the numerous students from the Forbidden Army gunmen outside Chengtian Gate, the corpse of Qin Baozhu covered with red cloth under the bright moonlight in the Department of Punishment, the young girl Wang Siyun with bruises on her face and ulcers on her body...

Every scene is like a heavy punch falling on Ye Qinghuai's heart.

It made her angry, shocked, and guilty of herself.

Did there seem to be a voice in her heart that was roaring over and over again——

It shouldn't be like that.

The sound echoed in her chest and flowed in her blood, making her heart beat like a drum, making her blood boil, and making her limbs and bones move in an effort to correct those fallacies.

"If no one praises me...I will do that." Ye Qinghuai said. She raised her head, looked at Lu Yanchen with calm eyes, and said, "Even if I do it again, I will do that again. Even if I don't

Emperor, I will also use my own strength to eliminate evil and be righteous in Tiandong."

Behind her, the showers were beginning to subside and the dark clouds were fading away.

Lu Yanchen put away the paper umbrella covering her head, but did not shut up. He still looked at her patiently and intently, as if waiting for her next words.

Ye Qinghuai's eyes darkened, and he moved his gaze to the side, saying: "When planning for profit, you should plan for Tiandongli, and when seeking fame, you should ask for fame in the world. What I seek is not Tiandongli and fame throughout the world. If not, the world will not understand me.

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She paused, then suddenly smiled and said easily: "Then you don't understand."

As she smiled, the dark clouds in the sky cleared away.

Lu Yanchen seemed to be stunned by her smile, and after a while he said: "No matter whether the world understands Bi Dong or not, I will always stand by Bi Dong."

"Really?" Ye Qinghuai immediately asked after what he said. Seeing Lu Yanchen's serious expression, she teased him again, "If the world hadn't reviled me as a tyrant, sir, I would be a slanderer who helped the tyrants.

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Lu Yanchen heard her joking tone, and relaxed his serious attitude, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is afraid, what are you afraid of?"

The heavy rain came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye the sun was shining through the thick clouds.

But the teacher and student were still wet and looked very embarrassed.

The two of them have been in contact with each other for a long time. An emperor who is not a supreme emperor, and an emperor who is not an upright person. How have they ever seen each other like each other?

The two looked at each other's embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but smile at each other.

As before, Lu Yanchen spoke first and said, "Bidong, please change your clothes first. Don't catch a cold."

Ye Qinghuai did not listen to his words, but asked: "Sir, how did you come here?"

Lu Yanchen immediately straightened his expression and said: "I went to the palace to ask for an audience. I heard that Your Majesty Dong was not in the palace. Later, I heard that the servant of Wenxintang left a message at Dongkou saying that 'He Sheng' had been to Wenxintang, but I rushed

By then Bidong had left, did I find out all the way from Wenxintang?"

Ye Qinghuai immediately caught the key point of his words: "Sir, do you want to see me for something?"

Lu Yanchen hesitated for a moment, then half-knelt on the ground, took out a letter from his chest, raised it above his head, and said: "I would like to resign from the post of bachelor of Taiqing Pavilion and would like to join General He's army in the northern expedition."

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