How long can we look forward to when we are separated from each other? How long can we look at the crescent moon after we stop looking at it?

The long night is endless, teaching life and death to be together.

Looking at the Juan handkerchief in her hand, she knew clearly that the handkerchief was Ye Yilan, but she just couldn't let it go and didn't want to erase it from her side. After all, it was left behind when they first met, and she had only left it for so many years.

How can we let go of the desire that only sustains us?

At this moment, a sharp knife had already been stabbed into her heart. Once she took it out, the pain would be heartbreaking, and her heart had no intention of recovering.

Her heart was hurting enough and she didn't want to feel it again.

Only when you suffer once in life can you taste the sweetness. But after suffering like this, I have never tasted the sweetness.

She lightly touched the white magnolia with her fingertips and sighed leisurely. If everyone in the palace hadn't been talking about it, she would have known that Ye Yilan poisoned the Princess of Beimo. But she believed her, and she usually wouldn't.

To do such a thing. And the most suspicious thing is that the letter appeared here for no reason. It is uncomfortable for anyone to be demoted as a slave, let alone a woman who has been favored for half a year. Once she becomes

Like this, I'm afraid my heart has gone cold.

If this happened to me, maybe it wouldn't be as easy as being demoted to a slave.

Walking to the window edge, I looked at the moonlight covered by black clouds, just like a person's eyes, blocked by others, unable to see the road ahead clearly.

There was a secretly bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. Apart from sighing, what else did she feel?

A black figure in the courtyard looked around furtively. If she didn't appear, she might have forgotten about the letter. She narrowed her eyes slightly and shouted with a lazy posture: "Lan Shan, where are you going?

?"

She is a person who hides too many secrets. At first, she thought that her appearance similar to Ye Yilan would make the emperor look at her more. Unexpectedly, half a year has passed and she is still a slave. As time goes by,

Indulged her.

After hearing this, Lan Shan never thought that Xia Muling would call her out at this moment. She stood there, waiting for her figure to appear in front of her. He stood up straight and looked at her with disdain with his arrogant and rude eyes:

"Slave, I never wanted to go there."

Never wanted to go anywhere?

He is still so sneaky, maybe he has something evil in mind.

"Tell me, why did the letter Chen Zhaoyi handed over to my brother appear in Qinlan Palace?" He walked slowly in front of her, still cautiously whispering. "Did you do this?"

"

It's been so long since this happened, so why worry about it. I didn't expect that she would actually question herself. I don't know what she thought about this matter.

She did this, yes.

However, the girl Han Xin didn't have any precautions and handed her over to Ye Yilan's hands. However, this matter went extremely smoothly.

He shook his head helplessly and said: "Master Xia has already read this letter, why does the empress need to bother asking again."

Seeing the situation, Xia Muling pulled her as she was about to turn around and looked at her carefully: "You have to know that once this matter is discovered, it will not be you and me who will be implicated, but the entire Xia family."

Implicated?

Han Xin had shut her mouth long ago, how could she only know the truth.

This was the real time she poisoned Han Xin to death. Even though she felt guilty in her heart, she couldn't bear the pain for herself and Xia Qianyi.

After this incident, I just don’t know what Murong Haoli will arrange next?

He rolled his eyes at her hand, threw it away ruthlessly, and said with a smile: "This has been done, there is no point in taking it back."

"Stop." Seeing her being so ungrateful, he yelled with suppressed anger. "It seems that I have been too indulgent of you, but now I am becoming more and more presumptuous."

presumptuous?

If it were me, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to survive in this palace so peacefully. However, she restrained herself and wanted to sneak a look at Murong Haochen every time she went. It would be better to be favored than to do this.

She arranged so many things, but she did not receive any reward. I am afraid that such a person will have to stay in this cold and cold harem for the rest of his life, and will not be favored for the rest of his life.

"Your Majesty has been as timid as a mouse from beginning to end. I dare you to commit such a crime."

"You..." Xia Mu was so angry that he didn't know how to refute her.

That's right, she has always been as timid as a mouse, not daring to do earth-shattering things.

So what, I can still survive in the palace this way.

"I'm afraid your Majesty has forgotten that Chen Zhaoyi will not hinder you in this matter. Naturally, you should be favored by the Emperor instead of questioning me here." He walked to her side and whispered in her ear.

Said. The scrutinizing gaze burst out from his eyes, with a hint of pride.

"Think about it, why does the emperor have no concern at all about the poisoning, but is extremely concerned about the letter? Do you know which is more serious?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see this, but according to Murong Haochen's temperament, it is difficult to completely guess the matter. I don't know what he is thinking.

After hearing this detailed explanation, Xia Muling pondered for a while and said slowly: "The emperor is doing this, it seems to be a cover-up. It seems like he is being demoted, but in fact he is deliberately giving an explanation to Beimo."

That's not possible, is that really the case?

That's the place...

"How could she bear it in that place?"

Explain? No matter how much you explain, one person's life will never be able to save her.

Han Xin, don't blame your sister for being cruel. If you want to blame it, blame your royal brother. Without him, you might be free in the Northern Desert. You wouldn't have seen me and encountered so many things.

Seeing Xia Muling's sympathetic eyes, she shouldn't have such a sympathetic look at this moment. The more sympathetic she is, the more serious she will become.

"It seems that your Majesty is easy to understand." She curled her lips and smiled helplessly. She pretended to sigh and said, "But think about it, Chen Zhaoyi is quite pitiful. How can he survive in that ghost place of Huanyi Bureau?"

That’s pretty good."

"Poor, she's not the only one."

If we say pity, Ye Yilan is not pity at all. The pity person is herself. At this moment, she has to rely on her pity to get favor. What's the use of such charity? Everything she desires

, it’s just what she lost to herself.

After all, I am the most pitiful one.

The Juanpa is tightly held in the palm of the hand, and the unfathomable gaze in the eyes is looking far ahead.

next day

As soon as Ye Yilan came out of the house, she saw clothes lying on the floor. At that moment, what else could she say to her except patience.

When he looked at the people around him and looked at him with such strange eyes, he knew that someone must be causing trouble in this matter, otherwise why would only his own everything be lost?

It turns out that when a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog, this is the real experience.

"This..." Zi Ling saw this messy scene, then looked at the people watching the excitement, and looked at each one with sharp eyes.

"What's going on? Who dropped the clothes our mother-in-law washed on the floor? Do you have the ability to do it but not the ability to admit it?"

Caifeng looked at them standing there, each of them looking indifferent. However, she saw a few whispering, and some people did not hesitate to speak: "You still keep calling me empress, and you have been demoted to a slave, and you are still so delicate."

."

"That is, we are the same kind of people, so why bother pretending to be noble here. Instead of wasting your words here, it is better to pick up the fallen clothes when you have this time."

Ye Yilan listened to their complaints. Perhaps her identity was protected too well, so naturally some people felt it was unfair.

But there are too many unfair things in this world.

"you..."

Seeing this, Zi Ling quickly grabbed Caifeng, who was so impulsive. No wonder the empress didn't want to tell her important things. She was afraid that with her temperament, she would have told the emperor all her plans long ago.

"The more impulsive you are, the harder they will deal with you. This is not helping, but harming you."

It's not that Caifeng didn't know the pros and cons, but she just didn't want to see her empress suffer like this.

Seeing that the empress has never spoken a word since just now. Instead, she silently picked up the clothes on the ground alone. But the two of them could only have the will but no power.

"But, look at me..." she pointed forward and sighed.

They had grown up together since childhood, and had never seen their mother suffer like this. In Ye Mansion, the master and the young master all treated their mother as a treasure. If they were to know about this, they would not know how distressed they would be.

"What are you doing all around here?"

When they heard Aunt Cui's voice, their hair stood on end, especially the whip in their hands. No one here had ever been whipped like this.

Hearing this, Ye Yilan could feel her walking towards him, and when he was about to pick up the clothes in front of him, his hand was severely stepped on by her, and he bit his lip to hold back.

"Sure enough, I'm used to it. I don't even know how to dry my clothes. Let's wash these clothes again."

She also laughed wildly in her heart because she was looking at a concubine in such a condescending manner.

"My mother-in-law, I haven't rested yet after taking a shower all night, can you..."

"Snapped--"

Seeing how she was treating her empress, Zi Ling wanted to say something polite, but she didn't expect her whip to come down. Zi Ling used her body to block the whip, otherwise even Caifeng would be implicated.

A burning pain slowly spread across my back.

"What, don't you accept it?"

Normal people would naturally not be able to bear this whip, but she was able to withstand it.
To be continued...