He Was Taken Away By the Abused Heroine Again

It has been five years since Huangming unified the world. Under the governance of Huangming, the empress, not only the people live and work in peace and contentment, but the world is stable, and the dynasty comes from all over the world, coercing the world. , she was also the first Empress.

The only thing that makes people feel regretful is that the Empress did not get married, so she did not leave any children. Although she adopted a child in the clan as an heir, no matter what, this child is not the direct blood of the Empress.

But in fact, all the senior officials of Huangming knew tacitly that there was a sick person in Her Majesty's harem, and she was the real reason for Her Majesty's unmarried marriage.

Although Huangming's senior management did not give up the idea of ​​putting people in Her Majesty's harem, but in the past few years, they all saw the fate of those courtiers who had written secretly to request Her Majesty's draft. They knew that if His Majesty didn't order the draft in person, Best to dismiss the idea.

But they are probably getting closer, because the one in the harem is probably dying, because the amount of precious medicinal materials in the harem is increasing year by year, and it is also for this reason that they will find out that there is someone in your majesty's harem, after all, if it is not in the harem There is a person who is ill, there is no need for His Majesty to need so many precious medicinal materials.

No one knew that, the female emperor Feng Xianyun, who was respected and admired by the world, was kneeling in front of the bed, her eyes were red and she was very sad.

"Mohan, don't go, can you stay with me again?" Feng Xianyun begged with tears in her eyes.

Gu Mohan's face was white and almost transparent. She was lying on the bed of Feng Xianyun's palace, and she knew that her deadline was approaching.

"You know," Gu Mohan looked at Feng Xianyun tenderly, reluctantly raised his hand to put it on Feng Xianyun's hand, and then said, "You have been helping me for several years, if it weren't for the past few years Those precious medicinal materials, I am afraid I will already be dead."

"..." Feng Xianyun couldn't speak, but clenched Gu Mohan's hand tightly on hers.

"I have tossed you over the past few years, enough tossing," Gu Mohan said, showing a naughty smile, "I forgive you."

Feng Xianyun buried her face in Gu Mohan's palm and shed tears silently. She knew that Gu Mohan's death was approaching. Originally, with Gu Mohan's physical condition, after detoxifying the poison of Xinsan, she could live for three years. Fortunately, Feng Xianyun was nursed back to her with countless precious medicinal materials, and she only lived two more years.

As for Gu Mohan, it was stolen in the past few years. When she took the Xinsan, she never thought that she would be able to live. If Feng Xianyun had not stayed, she would have left long ago. Also because of her body that was riddled with poison, Feng Xianyun was almost obedient to her. In the past few years, her anger has almost disappeared. How has Feng Xianyun been right these years? her. She can feel it too.

"Okay, don't be sad anymore." Gu Mohan said, raised his other hand, and touched Feng Xianyun's head, "If you treat me like this again in the next world, I won't forgive you. ." Gu Mohan whispered softly.

"What did you say?" Feng Xianyun raised her head and asked without hearing Gu Mohan's whisper.

Gu Mohan seemed to be returning to the light, her weak body suddenly gained strength, she propped herself up, and wiped away the tears of Feng Xianyun, who had red eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I said, I want to go out with you to see." Gu Mohan felt the light body and said in a good mood.

"..." Feng Xianyun looked at Gu Mohan's sudden energy, she knew it wouldn't be long, and when she met Gu Mohan's bright eyes, she pursed her lips and nodded in agreement.

This is the first time since Gu Mohan was poisoned that she felt her body relaxed. She walked briskly in front of her, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar palace in front of her with a good mood.

Feng Xianyun followed behind her without making a sound, but just looked at Gu Mohan's brisk figure with slender eyes.

"Xianyun, what are you doing behind?" Gu Mohan turned around and looked at Feng Xianyun with a smile, "Come here." She called out to Feng Xianyun.

"Well." Feng Xianyun responded, took a few steps forward, intertwined her fingers, and tightly held Gu Mohan's outstretched hand.

Gu Mohan took Feng Xianyun and wandered around, pointing to the big tree and the palace wall, saying that he had climbed naughty when he was a child.

The palace servants who met along the way all quietly retreated, daring not to disturb the two of them.

Soon Gu Mohan took Feng Xianyun to a pavilion. She felt a little tired, so she took Feng Xianyun to sit down and gently rested her head on her son's shoulder with a calm smile on her face. .

"Xianyun, you have to take good care of your body in the future, don't stay up all night dealing with government affairs, Yiyun is a good child, don't force her too hard, teach things to be relaxed, don't arrange too many things for her..." Gu Mohan leaned on Feng Xianyun's shoulder and looked at the distant scenery, talking ramble, his voice getting lower and lower, until finally it was silent.

When Gu Mohan opened her mouth, Feng Xianyun began to cry silently. She gently took Gu Mohan's hand, for fear of hurting her, until Gu Mohan's voice became softer and softer, and finally her hand came from her own. slipped in.

"Mohan," Feng Xianyun whispered, holding Gu Mohan's slipped hand on the phone, and said softly, "Don't go to sleep now, will you go back to the bedroom to sleep?" At the end of her voice, she said sobbing.

The people around her didn't move, and Feng Xianyun finally couldn't help but hug her in her arms, bury it in her neck, and weep.

"Mohan, Mohan, Mohan..." Feng Xianyun called Gu Mohan's name one after another, as if she could wake her up.

After a long time, Feng Xianyun finally stopped crying, she raised her head, her eyes were dead, she straightened Gu Mohan's messy hair, picked him up, and walked to her bedroom.

"Someone." Feng Xianyun's voice was calm, with a palpitating silence.

"The slave is here." Soon the servant knelt in front of Feng Xianyun.

"Go and call the concubine to the study." Feng Xianyun said calmly.

"Yes." The waiter took the order and left.

"Mohan wait for me, I'll be here soon." Feng Xianyun gently placed Gu Mohan on the bed in the bedroom, gently placed a kiss on her forehead, and said softly.

Feng Xianyun glanced at Gu Mohan, turned around, her face immediately lost expression, and her eyes were empty and dead.

Feng Yiyun was anxiously waiting in the study. At first, she never thought that she would be chosen as the concubine, and she was always trembling in the palace, walking on thin ice. She clearly knew that Her Majesty the Empress did not care who her heir was at all, Your Majesty. Only care about the person in her harem.

Even she only glanced at it from a distance. When His Majesty is with that person, he will have a gentle expression on his face, and he will not always be aloof and unpredictable.

Although His Majesty doesn't care about himself very much, he also teaches himself how to be a king, which makes Feng Yiyun both respect and fear her.

With a "squeak", the people in the study were pushed away.

"Your Majesty." Feng Yiyun respectfully saluted Feng Xianyun, she did not dare to call her Queen Feng Xianyun, and always called her Majesty respectfully.

"The sage of the throne should be placed in the brocade box of the desk drawer. You can read it tomorrow and take the throne." After Feng Xianyun finished speaking, she turned and was about to leave.

"Your Majesty!!" Feng Yiyun stopped Feng Xianyun in shock and asked in horror, "What did you say?!"

"Zhen said, starting from tomorrow, you will be the emperor." Feng Xianyun wanted to leave without looking back.

"I can't do it, Your Majesty, please take your life back." Feng Yiyun knelt on the ground helplessly, begging Feng Xianyun.

Feng Xianyun finally frowned, and turned around impatiently to look at Feng Yiyun, who was kneeling on the ground.

"The throne has been passed on to you, what you want to do in the future is up to you." Feng Xianyun said.

"I, I..." Feng Yiyun panicked. She used to be a little transparent in the clan, but she was afraid of being chosen as the concubine suddenly, and now she couldn't hold back the courtiers of Huang Ming.

If he really ascends the throne, I am afraid that he will be overridden in a short time. It is impossible to be as arbitrary as His Majesty, and no one will dare to resist.

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind," Feng Xianyun didn't care what Feng Yiyun said at all, "I will leave after a while, and you can do the rest."

After Feng Xianyun finished speaking, she no longer cared about Feng Yiyun, and left the study directly and returned to her bedroom.

Soon a carriage left the side gate of the palace in a low-key manner and headed for the royal cemetery.

When Feng Xianyun knew that Gu Mohan would not live long, she began to build a mausoleum for the two of them. When Gu Mohan died, she would not live alone, so she didn't tell her anything about Gu Mohan at that time. answer.

Feng Xianyun thought, anyway, she will chase Gu Mohan away, and then she will let Gu Mohan deal with her, in short, she will not stay in the world alone.

The carriage quickly took Feng Xianyun to the Royal Cemetery. Feng Xianyun got out of the car with Gu Mohan in her arms. She put on a phoenix crown for Gu Mohan, and she also wore a wedding dress.

"Let's go." Feng Xianyun carried Gu Mohan to her mausoleum and said to the person who guarded her.

"Please, Your Majesty, let me wait and guard the mausoleum for you." The guards who have been guarding Feng Xianyun are reluctant to leave. They know that they can't change His Majesty's decision, but they can stay here to guard His Majesty's mausoleum, so that they won't grow eyes. to disturb Your Majesty.

"As you go." Feng Xianyun paused and replied.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The guards knelt on the ground and respectfully sent Feng Xianyun.

Feng Xianyun carried Gu Mohan to the mausoleum. Her mausoleum was very simple, with only one large main tomb. She didn't want any funeral objects, but only a large and heavy coffin that could sleep two people.

Feng Xianyun put Gu Mohan in the coffin and arranged the gorgeous clothes for her.

"Wait for me for a moment, don't leave too soon." Feng Xianyun came to the door and put down the broken dragon stone that weighed thousands of pounds.

"Respectfully send your majesty, Yulong funeral." The guards kneeling at the entrance of the mausoleum listened to the sound of the broken dragon stone being lowered, and loudly sent their emperor.

After Feng Xianyun put down the Broken Dragon Stone, she returned to the main tomb, turned over neatly, and lay beside Gu Mohan, who was wearing a phoenix crown. She closed the coffin, took the pills from her arms, took them, and reached out to hold them. Gu Mohan's hand gradually lost his voice.

An illusory figure floated up from Feng Xianyun's body. Although her figure was a little swaying, her aura was extremely noble.

The moment she appeared, the golden light flashed in her eyes, and she appeared beside the deep rhyme of Kuai Chuan Bureau in an instant.

She glanced at the direction where Gu Mohan's soul left with nostalgia, and blended into Yun's body without hesitation. Yun's breath became more stable, her eyelashes trembled, but she still couldn't open her eyes.

"Di, this world is over... The next world is being drawn... The drawing is complete - "God Killing", it is being released..."