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Yongping for 33 years, this year's winter was especially cold. The clouds in the sky seemed to be filled with lead, a dense black that made it hard to breathe.

Snow was coming.

Lin Shushang held the furnace in his hands, but he could not help but shudder. His heart was pounding, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Empress, the items have been delivered." The personal palace maid, Qiu Rong, hurried over with a white fox fur cloak in her hands. Lin Shushang suppressed the chilliness in his heart and put on the cloak. He stepped onto the phoenix chariot and prepared to go to the True Sun Palace to wait upon the patient.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

As soon as Lin Shuqian stepped into the vehicle, he heard three loud ringing sounds coming from the True Sun Palace not too far away. The sound was like a stone thrown into a pond, causing countless ripples.

As the sound spread, bells rang throughout the palace. In the end, the entire world was covered by this heavy sound.

When Lin Shu Qian came back to his senses, the palace maids and eunuchs were all kneeling on the ground. Qiu Rong was kneeling on the ground, looking at Lin Shu Qian as she wailed, "Empress, His Majesty has passed away!"

A droning sound filled his ears, and Lin Shu Qian's legs gave way and she fainted.

"..."

Lin Shushang had been in a muddled state these past few days. Every day when he woke up, he would be helped to the mourning hall by the palace people to guard the Ancestor's spirit.

Everyone knew that the empress had a good relationship with her. The late emperor had been bedridden with illness for many years, and the empress had gone to the True Sun Palace to sleep every day without hindrance. In the vast imperial palace, no one could compare to the empress in this regard.

Even if the emperor was sick to the point of being unable to speak, and his dragon body was getting worse every day, only when the empress came to stay for a while would the emperor's face turn slightly red.

The empress's love was deep, and the late emperor passed away. He still didn't know how the empress would live her life in the future.

The Grand Princess, Murong Jinyu, had just finished crying. When she saw that the Queen beside her could no longer make a sound and could only whimper, she reached out her hand to caress Lin Shuqian's back.

"We all feel extremely terrible at the death of our royal father, but we still have to live on. Imperial Mother, you better not cry until your body is ruined. Otherwise, what are we children going to do?"

Lin Shu nodded, but her crying didn't stop. Murong Jinyu knew she couldn't persuade her, so she accompanied her for a while longer before leaving the mourning hall.

After Murong Jinyu left, the rest of the people gradually dispersed as well. There were a few palace maids and eunuchs burning paper at the entrance, and only Lin Shuqian remained in the vast mourning hall.

"It's deserted here, it's bustling outside. I even want to take a look." The voice of the little palace maid sounded in the mourning hall.

Today was the day that the new emperor, Murong Jie, ascended the throne. The crown prince had overseen the country for more than two years and had finally endured until the emperor passed away.

"Stop talking, the person inside …" Keep an eye on him, don't let anything happen to him. "

It was said that there was no filial son in front of the sickbed for a long time. The previous emperor had a total of more than ten princes and daughters, but the only one guarding the spiritual front was the empress.

Lin Shu cried until no sound came out of her mouth before she stopped. She raised her head and looked at the large coffin in front of her, which was studded with pure gold and gems.

"Pui!" "Damn you, you bastard!"

Contrary to what the crowd had expected, there was not the slightest bit of grief on the face of this deceased. His eyes were bright and there was even a hint of a smile on them.

Lin Shuqian rolled his eyes at the coffin. Even if Mu Rong Ping died, he still wouldn't be able to avenge her!

"..."

Yi Si Emperor Murong Ping was 60 years old, and Empress Lin Shushuang was 18 years old this year, so he was Murong Ping's 5th empress.

The head of the Ministry of Justice's Office, Lin Shuqian, had been a famous beauty since she was young, and when she grew up, she was named the number one beauty in the capital. Lin Shuqian was very pleased, but who knew that this title would reach Murong Ping's ears.

Murong Ping had a hobby – collecting all the beauties in the world. He couldn't help but feel an itch when he heard the name. He secretly visited the Lin Clan for half a month and finally saw Lin Shushuang.

Murong Ping couldn't hold back his gaze any longer. Lin Shu Qian's appearance was similar to his first love!

At that time, Murong Ping was still a prince and his first love was his father's concubine. Murong Ping didn't dare to give his father a green hat, so he could only bury his love deep within his heart.

However, as soon as he saw Lin Shuqian, this little seed of his first love suddenly sprouted, welcoming the second spring of Murong Ping's edict: he wants to marry Lin Shuqian as his queen!

He did not care about Lin Shuqian being thirteen and him being fifty-five.

Of course, Lin Shushang would not do it. At home, he would hang himself. His father Lin Sheng, seeing that his daughter was courting death, would hang himself and his family inside Lin Shushuang's house.

In any case, since Lin Shu had dared to resist the marriage, their whole family would not live on. They might as well die together and form a tourist group on the way to the Yellow Springs.

Lin Shushang looked at the room full of weeping people. For a while, he couldn't even find a place to put the small hanging stool.

Thus, this old man didn't have any good things. He only knew how to scheme against this little girl. Lin Shuqian rolled his eyes, helplessly agreeing to enter the palace as the empress.

Mu Rong Ping was an unreliable man who didn't have many wise men under his command. Fortunately, Lin Sheng had made some money and spent it all on him. The officials kept him busy until he was old enough to enter the palace.

Two years later, Lin Shuqian had entered the palace with the determination to die. However, he thought that because he was thinking about Lin Shuqian, Murong Ping's body had gone bad from carelessness and excessive lust.

The old pervert Murong Ping looked at the beautiful young beauty dressed in a phoenix coronet on his wedding night, and thought of his first love. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat. He stretched out his trembling hand towards Lin Shu Qian's collar, but before he touched the cloth, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto Lin Shu Qian's chest.

Since then, Murong Ping's draconic body was no longer viable. At most, he could only touch Lin Shuqian's small hand, and if he thought about it any more, he would vomit blood.

In the past two years, Murong Ping had completely fallen ill. The country was left to the crown prince to supervise, and the emperor was focused on recuperating from his illness. The empress would come over every day to treat him.

Lin Shuqian had a high position in the palace, and the older beauties in the harem could be Lin Shuqian's grandma. Everyone couldn't chat much, but they couldn't argue with each other. Lin Shuqian's only pleasure in this boring harem was to insult Murong Ping as a patient.

"Damned old man, you want to take advantage of me?" Lin Shu Qian stood before the sickbed and tore open his collar, exposing his slender collarbone and fair skin. "You useless trash, you can't even touch me with your bare hands!"

"Are you sure you can be trash!?" Let's see how can your head be so green. The imperial sons and daughters of the harem aren't yours, are they?! "

"Sigh, the Phoenix Perch Palace has changed into another group of guards. All of them are young and beautiful young men. Their bodies are so good, I'm so tired every day ~"

Mu Rong Ping was so angry that his face turned red and his eyes turned wide open. If he couldn't sit up and speak, he would have been dragged out and killed already.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood caused Murong Ping to faint.

Lin Shushuang sneered as she finished her cup of tea. She then threw her teacup on the floor, covered her face and ran out crying, "Not good!" His Majesty is vomiting blood again! "

The evil woman Lin Shu Qian, beautiful eyes, big guts, there is nothing to be afraid of.