Ye Yilan had just heard the words of the Empress Dowager, which had already explained everything. And he just wanted to completely clear his innocence. But all this, if he didn't know the trap he had set, how could he

Find out the clues.

Looking at his back, he was so majestic that one could not touch his body.

When you are young and young, you are crazy about your love. Don't think about watching the fire from the other side, only your love lingers beside you.

Murong Haochen looked into those clear eyes, which made people feel lingering. From the first moment he saw her, he was deeply attracted by her. There was a unique charm about her.

, when she grew up, she was already a talented woman who was famous all over Xuandu. At that time, he was really afraid that she would be looked down upon by others. The only virtues in her body were beyond comparison with others. She had her pride,

But his heart is too kind.

Seeing his affectionate smile, Ye Yilan smiled silently and stared at herself. She couldn't help but lower her eyes shyly, her eyes contemplating day by day.

Seeing the situation, he looked at her with affection. He sat on the bed, held her hand tightly, and said affectionately, "Just stay here and recuperate, I will take care of everything."

Everything is with him?

He cannot protect himself from everything, and not everything can be solved by him.

She let go of his hand that was holding her tightly and knelt down in front of him resolutely.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing her kneeling in front of him, he felt a little at a loss and looked down at her with slightly narrowed eyes.

"As a servant of low status, I dare not dirty the emperor's bed."

She thought clearly that her purpose was nothing more than to regain the favor. If the matter was discovered later, there would be a way out. People often say that the more a man cannot get, the more he cherishes it.

If that was the case, this was all she could do.

Haochen, I'm sorry. This time, let me be willful again. Maybe, this time you will not be so cruel.

"Why do you have such a low status?"

Low status? Dirty dragon bed?

He didn't believe that these words came from her mouth. She was not like this just now, but now she has changed.

"Get up quickly."

He got down on one knee and tried to help her up, but she avoided him instead. Looking at his empty hands, he chuckled to himself.

"I am a useless concubine, and I dare not mess with the palace rules." The hands hidden in the sleeves have been holding each other tightly. At this moment, she should have known that she had hurt him again. She leaned on the ground and begged."

I also hope that the emperor will let this slave go back."

go back?

He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin and chuckled disdainfully: "You really want to be a slave?"

Where is the Clothing Bureau? She has never experienced it and yet she actually wants to go back?

From this moment on, he understood less and less what was in her heart.

Murong Haochen's cold eyes, she had never felt the slightest chill at this moment. With his indifferent eyes, he said coldly: "Without fame and status, I dare not climb high."

"No name, no status?" He chuckled disdainfully, and violently shook away the hand that was holding her chin. There was anger in his eyes, "Okay, then I will grant you a favor."

Murong Haochen, who was standing beside her, had no trace of her in his cold and arrogant eyes.

"Go back to the Huanyi Bureau now. You are not allowed to enter or leave the inner court at will without my order."

Haochen, do I not understand you, or do you not understand me at all?

I thought you would keep me here, but you're still like this. Are you really so heartless? Or are you unwilling to bow your head? We really look alike.

If I bow my head, I lose. In the future, I will not resist you as boldly as I do today.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the stalwart figure, with a hint of indifferent ridiculousness at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing those words, this was his first time, first time...

He stood up slowly, took off his clothes and put them on, bowed to him calmly, and then silently retreated.

After Murong Haochen watched her figure leave, the anger bursting out of his eyes gradually faded, and the clenched fists in his hands slowly loosened.

"You're just fine, why did you get out of bed?"

Ye Xunyu had been waiting in the main hall, but he saw her running out. No matter how he called her, there was no response.

"Lan'er——"

"Don't call her, let her go."

She didn't want to stay in Chenlan Palace so much, so there was no need to try to keep her. Looking at her tears brushing away with his hand, his heart ached at that moment.

He has been following her, and he has never been so angry as he is today. What else is she dissatisfied with?

Seeing the situation, although he didn't know what happened between the two of them, but seeing the tone just now, it seemed...

She turned around and walked towards him and asked, "Did you quarrel again?"

quarrel?

Isn't there a lot of excitement among them? He smiled helplessly and sighed softly: "She has to go back to that place. Do you know that she attaches great importance to her status now? In the past, she didn't care."

I thought she wouldn't be unhappy if he named her Zhaoyi before, but she didn't care at all at that time. This time, it was completely different. The more she cared, the more she felt indebted to her. He loved her

She is the one who wants to marry him. He wants to give her the position of queen, but it has not been realized yet.

"In the past, if I didn't love you, I wouldn't care."

After Ye Xunyu looked at each other, he immediately apologized and said: "I have talked too much. I hope the emperor will punish me."

I didn’t love you in the past, so you don’t care?

Also, she didn't care about herself at all before. But now she does. Does she really care about this concubine?

She stretched out her hand to indicate that he didn't need to be so polite, and smiled softly: "You're right, I didn't see clearly what she really wanted."

"Perhaps what Lan'er wants is an imperial edict from the emperor to restore Zhaoyi's identity." There must be no doubt in his mind. She put a hand on his shoulder and comforted him. "Sometimes, I am more important than you.

I know Lan'er. After all, we are brother and sister."

Or maybe, she knows better than him on this matter. Han Xin said that the masked man will help Lan'er return to Qinlan Palace. It can be seen that her behavior today shows that she cares about this matter.

He never thought about it, but now...

His meditative eyes gradually came back to reality, and he looked at me coldly: "Xun Yu, you and I are brothers. There is something you shouldn't hide from me."

After hearing this, Ye Xunyu still looked calm and composed, clasping his fists and saying, "I don't dare to deceive the emperor."

Ye Xunyu looked at his eyes, and you could see the firm gaze in his eyes. Those fearful eyes made people unable to escape.

Murong Haochen slightly raised a meaningful smile, walked to his side, put a hand on his shoulder, and said in a solemn voice: "I want to talk to your wife, that's all."

Hearing this, he was not surprised at all. He should have known that with the emperor's temperament, he would have noticed it, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"I sent someone to follow you that night, don't blame me."

Ye Xunyu has always been cautious in doing things. If he hadn't exposed his flaws last night, he would naturally not have noticed.

last night?

It turns out that last night was all a plan set by him. I'm afraid some of his actions may have made him suspicious. That's good, after all, this matter will be solved sooner or later.

"This matter should not be hidden from the Emperor. I will let her in now."

Seeing how anxious he was, he stopped him and asked, "Is he the person who was with you last night?"

"It seems that I still can't escape the emperor's eyes."

On the contrary, he had forgotten that he had always been extremely sensitive to one thing, and nothing could escape his eyes.

Although the man didn't care last night, he said it like this, which made people speculate. Why did he return to the palace so late to see Lan'er?

"It's better for me to go by myself." He sighed sadly, smiled helplessly, and said to himself. "Perhaps she should come forward in this matter to restore Lan'er's innocence."

Clothes Bureau

Ye Yilan looked at these three words. Indeed, she didn't like this place at all, but she still came back. After all, how could Ziling leave her alone here.

But as soon as he entered the laundry room, he saw Ziling being put on a pillar, with whip marks on his body deeply imprinted in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were dry and cracked, exposed to the bright sun. This feeling of life being worse than death was simply

It was torturing his body.

She has never been hurt like this since she was with him, but it hurt her this time. If she hadn't been angry with him just now, maybe Ziling wouldn't have been hurt like this.

Seeing that the empress was about to untie the rope, Zi Ling stopped her with a weak breath: "Empress, don't put this slave down, this slave will hurt the empress."

Last night I heard that the empress was being held hostage. At that moment, if something happened to the empress, I would not forgive myself for my fault. Now that I see that the empress is safe, I feel a lot more at ease.

With slightly trembling hands, he quickly untied her while speaking, and supported her body to slowly sit on the ground. Her body was really too weak now.

He looked at her with guilt-filled eyes: "If you talk about being implicated, it's me who has been implicating you and Caifeng."

The moment she let go of herself, Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She shook her head with a smile and said, "It was Mrs. Cui who took out her anger on this slave when she saw that the empress was not around."

Zi Ling could see that she had been trying to bully the empress in various ways these past few days, but others stopped her. When she learned about this this morning, she naturally took it out on herself and took all the resentment that had been accumulated for a long time on herself, one by one.

of whipping.
To be continued...