Chapter 188 Zuo Dongrou passes away
"Where is Wushao Pass?" Ling Chan asked Xiao Jin after coming out of Ningshou Palace.
Xiao Jin answered her, "In the palace prison."
Wu Shao was imprisoned for a month, waiting for Ling Chan to finish her confinement so that she could deal with him personally.
"I'll go see him."
Xiao Jin stopped outside the prison and did not follow Ling Chan in.
Because Wu Shao was special, Xiao Jin specially arranged for the sisters from Qingyi Tower to watch over him in prison.
"Go down." Ling Chan waved her hand and asked the sisters from Qingyi Tower to leave.
When only she and Wu Shao were left in the prison, Ling Chan looked at Wu Shao in the prison.
Wu Shao curled up in the corner, exhausted and depressed.
Hearing the noise, Wu Shao raised his head.
In a month, his face became haggard and his eyes became sunken, but there was no despair or helplessness in his eyes. On the contrary, there was some hope.
When he saw that the person coming was Ling Chan, Wu Shao's eyes actually lit up.
He asked with great interest, "Ling Chan, you said..."
"If I die in this era, will I return to our previous world?"
He felt that wherever Ling Chan was, it was not suitable for him to survive.
"Ling Chan, you have given birth to a child for Prince Rui, you shouldn't go back, right?" He didn't know what was happening outside, nor did he know about the two emperors attending the court.
But he saw that Ling Chan's belly had shrunk, which meant she had given birth.
"Haha... A modern spy king is actually willing to give birth to a child for an ancient person..." He sneered.
"But this is a good thing for me. When I return to our old world, where you are no longer there, I will definitely be able to get along well..."
The prison environment was terrible, dark and damp, with only a faint sunlight coming through the tall windows and shining on Wu Shao's face.
Wu Shao recalls his days in this era...
No one understood him, no one could listen to him, and no one could really help him.
He began to miss his glory in modern times, and he began to look forward to Ling Chan coming to kill him.
In this way, he may have the opportunity to return to his original world and continue his glory.
Ling Chan watched quietly and listened to his fantasies.
At the end, she said quietly, "Why, you were there... weren't you completely dead?"
Wu Shao was stunned by this question.
He killed Ling Chan that day, and Ling Chan killed him back.
The two of them clearly died before traveling to this era.
At that time, they had just completed a mission and were about to return to the organization, so Ling Chan was not on guard.
After the two of them died, their companions would definitely send them for rescue.
If rescue fails, the body will be cremated directly and the ashes will be kept in a place specially dedicated by the organization.
As agents, they have long been separated from their families.
They belong to the country and are loyal to the people.
The same is true after death.
Without a body...how can he go back?!
Realizing this, Wu Shao's face changed...
So, he can't go back!
After all, he was an agent, and he quickly figured it out.
He chuckled twice and looked at Ling Chan, "Ling Chan, you don't want to go back, do you?"
Ling Chan did not refute.
"The winner is king, the loser is a bandit." Wu Shao said calmly, "Since I've been defeated by you... you can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Chan flipped her palm and a mini pistol appeared in it.
She raised it slowly and aimed at Wu Shao's forehead.
"Back when we were at Cuiyun Mountain in Youzhou, I should have killed you to avenge myself."
"I let you live nearly an extra year for nothing. You've earned it."
Wu Shao looked at her quietly, "It's worth it to die in your hands."
Ling Chan sighed slightly, pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out and hit his forehead.
Wu Shao fell down with a slight smile on his lips.
Perhaps he really thought he could go back.
Ling Chan put the gun away, wiped her hands, and walked out.
Outside the prison, Xiao Jin stood with his hands behind his back.
He is tall and slender, with a slim waist and his clothes fluttering in the wind.
"Ajin." Ling Chan called.
The man turned around, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
He walked towards Ling Chan with steady and calm steps.
"Let's go, there's still a lot to do."
The two of them came to the imperial study together.
"Here?" Ling Chan looked at the two tables placed side by side...
"You and I are both emperors in power, so naturally we have to deal with memorials together." Xiao Jin brought Ling Chan to her desk.
"Chan'er, you have Hongdou in the Jianghu, and Liu Huaiyu at the border. With the two of them, you can save a lot of trouble."
Ling Chan agreed with him, "Indeed."
During this month, Xiao Jin has been dealing with the memorials left by Xiao Ze.
Many things had long passed the statute of limitations, but he still read them one by one, gave his instructions, and sent them back.
Among the memorials now piled on the table, some are to congratulate Emperor Xiao Jin and Emperor Ling Chan on their accession to the throne.
"I have already had a dragon robe woven according to our size. I will find time to try it out and make some modifications...it will be almost done." The same thing happened on Xiao Jin's side, with many congratulatory memorials.
"The date of succession to the throne is set for half a month later."
"Once the coronation ceremony is over, Brother Cheng and his wife will return to their fiefdom."
Ling Chan read the memorials one by one, but her expression was a little perfunctory. She was a new mother... and she missed her child not long after leaving An An.
Xiao Jin saw through it and said, "When we ascend the throne, we can bring the child to the palace."
Ling Chan nodded, "Yeah."
Looking back at the table, "Let's finish these memorials quickly and go back to see An An as soon as possible."
The couple each sat at a desk, holding a red pen in their hands, concentrating and holding their breath as they began to review memorials.
Everything went smoothly and in an orderly manner.
But late at night a few days before the coronation ceremony, Xin Jiancheng suddenly came to Prince Rui's Mansion.
"Your Majesty." Although Xiao Jin had not yet ascended the throne, some people in the palace had already changed their titles, and Xin Jiancheng was one of them.
Xiao Jin came out with his clothes on and looked back at the room. "Keep your voice down."
The child always clamors for milk in the middle of the night. Ling Chan doesn't sleep much to begin with, so Xiao Jin doesn't want him to disturb him until the early morning.
"What happened?"
Xin Jiancheng whispered, "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother... has passed away."
Empress Dowager Zuo Dongrou passed away!
Xiao Jin was not too surprised to hear the news. Zuo Dongrou was already mentally ill, and her will became even more depressed after Ling Chan met her.
He arranged for the imperial physician to be on call, but he didn't expect...
"Your Majesty, you will ascend the throne soon..." Xin Jiancheng said half a sentence and looked at Xiao Jin.
Xiao Jin's face darkened. The date of his enthronement was chosen by the Imperial Observatory. If it was postponed, it would have to be two months later.
We can't delay any longer!
Perhaps, Zuo Dongrou was depressed and died before the coronation ceremony, and he also had selfish intentions to annoy Xiao Jin and Ling Chan.
"The time of the coronation ceremony remains unchanged, and the empress dowager's funeral will be arranged after the coronation ceremony." Xiao Jin made a prompt decision.
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