After Dawn Chapter 25: Male Queen (5)

After driving him away, Qing Ran covered her face again and sobbed softly on the ground.

Zhou Jingwen didn't dare to step forward, and it took a long while to hear her voice.

"The night before the wedding, I was sitting in the yard waiting for you."

"I waited from dusk to sunset, and from night to dawn...and waited...but you never came."

"I didn't believe until the suona that greeted the relatives sounded. You really don't want me anymore."

Zhou Jingwen closed his eyes in pain. After learning that Song Qingran was about to marry the emperor's brother and become his imperial sister-in-law, he couldn't bear the pain in his heart and rushed to the border overnight. When Song Qingran got married, He also looked up at the moon at the border and stayed up all night.

"I've never been shy about being a queen."

"They will give it to her."

"But I can't die."

"I'm waiting for you to come back and tell me..."

"But I didn't expect that the wait would be fifteen years, and it made my heart feel cold."

Zhou Jingwen felt as if something was tearing at his heart, causing him to suffer unspeakably.

"Now my father is dead, my brother is dead, Huan'er is dead, and I am going to die..."

"There is nothing to wait for, and nothing to look forward to."

"It's great, I don't have to wait, I don't have to wait any longer..." She collapsed to the ground, her head resting on one arm, tears streaming silently, soaking her messy temples.

Zhou Jingwen knelt down beside her and carefully held her in his arms. This time she did not resist.

"Now, I have only one wish."

"I want Song Chenchen not to die."

"If it weren't for her, my brother wouldn't have died."

"If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have seen my father for the last time."

"If it weren't for her, my Huan'er wouldn't have lost her life."

……

"I hate her!"

The last sentence gritted his teeth and made no secret of hysterical hatred.

Song Qingran loves and hates Zhou Jingwen, hates him for giving up lightly, hates that he didn't say a word when he left, hates that he hasn't appeared in 15 years, but love when he was young is no matter what Can't give up. For Song Chenchen, she only had a deep hatred.

Is Song Chenchen kind? She is kind, she comes from the 21st century, and she doesn't even dare to kill chickens, let alone kill people.

But is she innocent? She is not innocent!

Her so-called kindness killed Song Qingran's child, and her so-called kindness even killed Song Qingran.

The true love she pursues is built on the bones of the Song family.

"Don't hate her." Zhou Jingwen put his chin on top of her head. "It's tiring to hate someone. It's enough to hate me. Don't forget me when you reach Huangquan Road."

Qing Ran silently allowed the tears to flow on her face.

"I help you hate her, I help you hate the emperor...I help you hate those who hurt you."

"Just hate me."

"Ran Ran...you wait for me on the Huangquan Road..."

Zhou Jingwen hugged Qing Ran's body tightly, his eyes were red, as if he was about to drip blood.

"I saw my mother..."

"She smiled at me."

"I saw Daddy..."

"He's got a straight face and it's ugly."

"And Achen..."

"Where's Huan'er?" Qing Ran's face suddenly had a flustered expression, "Where is my Huan'er? Did he not come back? Did he live in a foreign land?"

"No no no." Then she shook her head sharply and denied, with a smile on her face: "My Huan'er must not die... He is the smartest, how could he die."

"Brother." She raised her head and looked at the chin of Zhou Jingwen who was holding her, her eyes were full of water vapor, and her eyes had become hazy, "You help me find Huan'er, he must be alive..."

"Listen to me, he must be alive."

"Yes, he is alive." Zhou Jingwen said with a smile, "Huan'er is not dead, he is just playing hide-and-seek with you. He secretly found a place to hide..." He said, clenching his teeth, for fear of one Accidentally, tears fell.

"Brother, don't cry."

"You remember to visit Ranran every year."

"Wait for me to go, you can plant a loquat tree in my yard?"

"That way, every year you look at it, you'll think of me."

"Isn't it very selfish, I don't want you to forget me..."

There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife in the year of her death.

The husband that Song Qingran recognized in her heart was, from beginning to end, only Zhou Jingwen.

She only wanted him to plant a loquat tree for her, and only wanted him to remember her.

"Ran Ran!"

Tears fell.

……

Qing Ran covered her chest and knelt on one knee to the ground in front of the system. Her face was expressionless. Her already pale cheeks instantly lost all color, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"An unstable host is detected, do I need to initiate emergency medical care?"

The sudden pain in her heart made Qing Ran's thinking stagnate for two seconds. After hearing the question from the system, she chose the negative answer without hesitation.

Unless the host is really in the face of death consciousness, the system's authority cannot go beyond the host's own personal will. Since Qingran said no, then even if she looks very painful now, the system has no right to do so without authorization. Start emergency medical treatment for her.

"Ran Ran!"

Zhou Jingwen's last heart-piercing call rang in her ears repeatedly, over and over again, like a spell.

Sweet memories of Song Qingran and Zhou Jingwen before the age of thirteen flashed through her mind quickly. The two were childhood sweethearts, and the two had no guesses, and together they made a lifetime promise in front of the Yuelao Temple...

But what does this have to do with her.

She is Qingran, not Song Qingran.

This memory belongs to another person.

She's just taking advantage of this feeling.

"Host, please keep your emotions stable." The system said with a cold face, but the fingers hanging beside the black suit pants moved slightly.

After a long time, the surging pain gradually dissipated, Qing Ran let out a sigh of relief and slowly got up.

"Whether to continue to check the follow-up development of the male queen world."

"Yes."

……

Song Qingran died.

Zhou Jingwen's heart also died.

He did not bury her in the imperial mausoleum, but chose to bury her in the ancestral tomb of the Song family. He thought, Song Qingran managed to escape from the cold cage of the palace, and she definitely did not want her soul to be imprisoned in that place after her death.

Zhou Jingsheng buried Song Qingran according to the empress's ritual and scenery. Although the golden nanmu was only a palace costume with a hundred birds facing the phoenix, countless life women still cried around this empty coffin. , and even fainted from crying.

Zhou Jingsheng posted a book about his wife, in which he described in detail the deep relationship between himself and the queen. He also said that every time he thought about the queen's departure, his heart would be unbearable. He couldn't believe this fact. He only felt that the queen was still in the palace , accompany him day and night.

Qing Ran couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw it. If Song Qingran's resentful spirit really followed Zhou Jingsheng day and night, I wonder if he would still be able to be intimate with Song Chenchen.

Zhou Jingwen, who was guarding Song Qingran's grave, couldn't help but want to laugh.

I feel sarcastic in my heart.

The person who gave her poisonous wine was able to speak upright in front of the world, and had a deep love for her, and let the whole world be moved by this lie.

He raised his head and took a sip of strong wine. Zhou Jingsheng, Song Chenchen...he would not let any of them go.

……

Song Qingran died on the seventh day, also known as the first seven in the saying.

Being under constant surveillance by Zhou Jingsheng, Zhou Jingwen, who had been drinking and buying drunk at Song Qingran's grave all day long, suddenly became resolute, rode a tall horse, led 100,000 soldiers, broke through the city gate, and directly forced the palace.

When Zhou Jingwen put the long sword on Zhou Jingsheng's neck, Zhou Jingsheng still felt that what happened in front of him was like a dream.

"Zhou Jingwen, what are you doing?"

"I am the emperor of this week, you are rebelling!"

"Let go of me!" Zhou Jingsheng reprimanded pretending to be calm.

Zhou Jingwen pressed the sword that fell on his neck into an inch, and drew a blood mark, and the blood slid down the blade.

"Rebel?" The expression under his golden helmet is like a charm, "I should have rebelled long ago."

"If I rebel sooner, of course I will be my queen."

"I will give her the most favor in the world, and I will never let her suffer the slightest grievance."

"What do you say?"

"I am your imperial brother!" Zhou Jingsheng screamed, "You are killing your brother."

"Murder brother? So what?" Zhou Jingwen approached him and said in a low voice, "Brother Huang, didn't you take your throne from the crown prince?"

"No, that's not right, and patricide."

"The head of the father was not cut off by the innocent prince."

"It's the royal brother I respect."

"You, what nonsense are you talking about." He had sealed up all the insiders about the incident back then. At that time, Zhou Jingwen was just a child, how did he know about it.

"If you want people to know nothing, don't do it yourself."

……

"Bring it up."

"Let me go, let me go." When Song Chenchen, who was wearing a white gown embroidered with green bamboo, was brought up, he was still struggling.

"Why do you arrest me, do you know who I am?"

"Whoever you are, be honest." The soldier who brought her up became impatient and kicked her to a stagger.

Zhou Jingwen didn't raise his brows when he saw it.

"Kneel down." The two soldiers kicked her knee sockets respectively, and her knees slammed against the bluestone slab, causing her to grin in pain, without her previous image of a graceful boy.

"Song Chenchen?" A low male voice called out the name softly.

Song Chenchen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously, but was fascinated by the handsome man on the high platform.

Although Zhou Jingsheng is handsome, he is already in his forties after all, and his face cannot hide the vicissitudes of the years, but Zhou Jingwen is different. He is young and has the charm of a mature man. He looks more outstanding than Zhou Jingsheng. Song Chenchen couldn't resist such a man.

Aware of Song Chenchen's obsessed gaze, Zhou Jingwen frowned in displeasure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Gouged out her eyes."

The hostility is coming.

Song Chenchen was stunned and fell to the ground.