Chapter 38 Wanwan is needed to come in person.

According to the original development of the tribulation, Qi Youan should have been lurking in the deep palace for a year, secretly planning with the general and Song Zhixiao, and gradually disintegrating the interests of the aristocratic families. After a year, they finally accumulated enough power.

Unlike Qi Li's bloody massacre in the palace, Qi Youan chose a wiser method. He chose to help the people with prophecies: he ordered everyone to spread the rumor that Qi Li was the reincarnation of an evil spirit.

Although everyone knew about Qi Li's murder of the king and the massacre of the palace, the people dared not speak out. Now the rumors are spreading like wildfire, and the people are full of resentment.

Then he said through the mouth of the national teacher that a real dragon would soon appear. Qi Youan revealed his identity and went straight to the imperial city.

He learned this trick from Ye Wanwan.

Qi Li's foundation was not stable to begin with. He was able to control the government of Qi State for a long time thanks to the great help of Rong State. Now Qi Youan came to take back his own throne, and Qi Li found that there was no one around him who could be used.

"Qi Li, when you killed your father and brother, did you ever think about today?" Qi Youan's words were as cold as ice, his eyes were cold, and he was wearing silver armor mixed with mottled bloodstains. He looked down and pointed his sword directly at the person in the imperial robe lying on the ground.

"Heh," Qi Li's lips were bleeding. He knew that he was in great trouble and would not live long. There was no fear or terror in his eyes, but full of jealousy. "I didn't expect you to be still alive! You are really a disaster for thousands of years..." He gritted his teeth and cursed, wishing to eat him alive.

Qi Youan squatted down slowly, watching his brother who had been infinitely warm to him in his childhood, but now he has become the most despicable and shameless person in the world.

"Why?" These three words have been in Qi Youan's throat for more than ten years. At this moment, they are finally asked out, with sadness and bitterness.

"Which question are you asking? Is it about me killing your father? Or is it about me sending you to Rongguo and wishing you would die far away?" Qi Li said with more and more emotion, and blood seeped out of the corners of his mouth.

"Obviously...Obviously..." Qi Youan had thousands of words in his throat, but he didn't know where to start.

"Obviously we are brothers, and obviously we have such a deep brotherly love, why am I like this now?" Qi Li continued his words and said the question in Qi Youan's heart.

"I tell you, I just took something that originally belonged to me. Obviously I am also very good, why does my father only want to pass the throne to you!" Qi Li's eyes were full of bloodshot, and his eyeballs were almost popping out. He wanted to eat the person in front of him alive, pull out his tendons and skin him.

After hearing this, Qi Youan slowly stood up, turned sideways and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. Then his eyes turned cold again, and he stabbed the sword into the chest of the person on the ground, killing him completely.

A few days later, the new emperor came to the throne...

Yunheng recalled this episode. Why did this fate, which was supposed to happen two years later, come earlier? Could it be related to her accidental poisoning?

Just as she was wondering, someone suddenly grabbed her neck and lifted her up, and she saw Song Zhixiao's big face.

"Little cat, come back to the mansion with me."

I don't want to! Yunheng thought so in her heart, and her claws also resisted. She tried to twist her body to escape control and quickly hid in the palace wall.

She looked for Qi Youan's trace and finally saw him walking alone in the corridor. Yunheng followed him quietly and came to his bedroom with him.

Resting in broad daylight? How lazy...

The emperor did not notice the little civet cat with its tail up behind him. He walked tiredly step by step to the bed, sat down on the bed, waved his sleeves and stretched out his slender fingers to caress the cheek of the person lying on the bed lovingly.

Who is that? Yun Heng paced doubtfully and jumped lightly onto the wardrobe. Through the golden gauze curtain, Yun Heng saw a familiar face - Ye Wanwan, it was Ye Wanwan!

Qi Youan actually put Ye Wanwan's body on his bed. What made Yun Heng even more surprised was that she had been dead for more than a year, but her body was still alive, as if she was sleeping soundly. There was no smell of corruption in the air, but it was filled with the unique body fragrance of a young girl.

Ye Wanwan was seen lying peacefully in thin clothes. Yun Heng looked around. If this bedroom was not the emperor's exclusive room, she would have thought it was her bedroom when she was alive, and the furnishings inside were all her things when she was alive.

"Wanwan..." Qi Youan removed his imperial majesty and called the sleeping person softly. At this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was treating someone he loved deeply. He slowly leaned over and lay on the girl's chest, curling up in a cold embrace like a child. The moonlight leaking in from the window depicted his trembling back, exactly the same as the embarrassed boy in the Prime Minister's Mansion that year.

Seeing this scene, Yunheng had a complex emotion in her heart, itchy, empty, and even a little painful...

At this moment, she wanted to believe that Qi Youan really fell in love with Ye Wanwan, but when did it start? Was it when the two first met in the black market, or when they were together day and night in the Prime Minister's Mansion? Did it start from that moment?

Yunheng didn't know, and she didn't know when she began to feel sorry for this mortal with the same face as Li He. Seeing him lying on Ye Wanwan's chest like a fragile child, Yunheng actually wanted to step forward and gently touch and comfort him.

She looked down at her cat's paw and thought: Forget it.

"Your Majesty, the Duke is here to see you and is waiting in the Qinzheng Hall." The guard outside the door reported. When Qi Youan looked up again, the tenderness in his eyes had turned into a cold pond. He carefully tucked the quilt for the person on the bed before leaving.

Now there was no one in the room. Yunheng jumped onto the bed and sat on Ye Wanwan's chest. She tilted her head and looked at this face that she was very familiar with. The cat's whiskers gently scratched the girl's cheek.

Yunheng suddenly felt a sense of fatigue coming over her. She curled up and fell asleep on the girl's chest.

In a daze, she felt a burning sensation in her body and a splitting headache. She was forced to open her eyes, and what she saw was a golden gauze curtain, and... an arm. She raised her arm in disbelief, looking at the delicate jade hand, and then at the sleeping civet cat on her chest. She came to her senses: I am... wearing Ye Wanwan again, so good!

Ye Wanwan stroked her face excitedly, and happily hugged the sleeping cat in her arms and stroked it.

Suddenly, there was a sound of pushing the door. A maid was carrying a water basin to wash her. As a result, she saw Ye Wanwan sitting on the couch with a springy look in her eyes. She was so scared that she dropped the basin, making a ping-pong sound. The maid was so scared that she fell to the ground, and then rolled and crawled and shouted: "The Queen is awake! The Queen is awake!"

Ye Wanwan wanted to get out of bed, but her legs were completely powerless due to long-term immobility, and she fell on the bed.

"Miss!" Yun Ting thought the maid's words were nonsense when she heard them, but she didn't expect that the young lady was really alive. She hurried forward to support Ye Wanwan.

"Miss..." Yun Ting's eyes were filled with excitement and tears. She looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

Ye Wanwan looked up and looked at her gently, but in a blink of an eye, she saw a figure standing behind Yun Ting.

If this was a dream, Qi Youan hoped he would never wake up.

He was so excited that he lost his composure and stumbled to the side of the person on the bed.

Ye Wanwan looked at the emperor's incredulous expression and didn't know how to start, so she could only sit there and look at him. Qi Youan's shaking hands touched the girl's cheek, and the warm touch and gentle breath made his heart burn.

"You..." Ye Wanwan was squeezed into the trembling arms before she finished speaking. Her heartbeat under the black dragon robe was like a drum, which hurt her eardrums.

Seeing this, Yun Ting tactfully left the door and saw a bunch of curious maids and eunuchs at the door and drove them away: "What are you looking at? Go and do your own thing."

A brave eunuch stepped forward and asked: "Sister Yun Ting, may I ask if the queen is really resurrected?"

Everyone in the palace knew that the new emperor of Qi State was handsome, brave, and wise, but after taking office, he married a dead person as queen regardless of public opinion and kept her in his bedroom like a demon.

Now this dead person has actually resurrected, and everyone is shocked.

"What the Taoist said is indeed true. The young lady is really alive." Yun Ting was actually immersed in shock and didn't know how to explain.

In the emperor's bedroom, Qi Youan was still hugging the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to integrate it into his body.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Youan finally gradually let go of her, with the joy of regaining a treasure in his eyes.

"I... I actually..." Ye Wanwan wanted to explain her "resurrection", but she didn't know how to start.

But while she was thinking, a warm touch suddenly came from the corner of her lips. Ye Wanwan opened her eyes wide and pushed the emperor who was closing his eyes and immersing himself in the kiss away with great force, and subconsciously slapped him.

Ye Wanwan realized what she had done and looked at the emperor who lowered his head in front of her, without seeing his deep affection.

She curled up in the corner of the bed with her eyes wide open and fear, thinking: He will definitely kill me in anger.

But who made him kiss her...

"Ha." Qi Youan laughed and made Ye Wanwan's hair stand up. The next second, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the girl's ankle and dragged her to the edge of the bed, then buried his head in her abdomen and hugged her slender waist with both hands.

Looking at the emperor rubbing against her like a kitten, Ye Wanwan was a little at a loss, and she didn't know what to do with her hands hanging in the air.

"Wanwan, you hurt me." The person in her arms rubbed her coquettishly.

After hearing this, Ye Wanwan gently stroked the angular face, as if to comfort it.

Qi Youan stood up, held her hand and put it on his cheek, then slowly approached her, lowered his head and said as if aggrieved: "My face hurts so much, I need Wanwan to kiss it." Ye Wanwan could see from the eyes of the man in front of her: he wanted to eat her, eat her alive, without leaving any bones.

"Meow~" A trembling cat cry suddenly came from the corner, breaking the silent atmosphere in the room. Ye Wanwan looked at the civet cat that had been possessed by her and was hiding in the corner, thinking about how to compensate it.

Just after thinking for a moment, someone pinched her cheek gently and looked into his deep eyes: "Why don't you look at me, Wanwan?"