The meandering water flows to drink wine, and it is cold and quiet for several times in spring and autumn. I can hear the cuckoo's hooves outside the forest, and the music strings continue to play, but they are already hesitant and unable to walk.

I was writing and painting, talking in the cold night with red candles. I heard the sound of rain rushing down the corridor, and the brocade book brought tears to my eyes.

In the mortal world of love, the weeping figure is lonely and cold, and I can hear the sorrowful and resentful voice of the idiot, who seems to be smiling but not saying anything, but is no longer with me.

Long sword and raccoon flower, who can see the flower tea all over the mountain?

Looking at the huge palace, I suddenly felt that everything was deserted and lonely.

The pain and suffering were all hidden in his heart. If Caifeng had not told him, it turned out that he had been in a coma for two days. In the past two days, he had not gone to court, only for himself.

But she didn't need him to treat her like this. She didn't want to hear any more rumors - beauties were the source of disaster.

Watching the door gently open with my own eyes, I no longer expected who would come in. Perhaps, there should be such a distance between them.

Caifeng saw that the empress's eyes were wandering, and she had been so taciturn since the emperor left Chenlan Palace.

He took his mother's hand and massaged it gently.

"My empress has suffered a lot these days."

Ye Yilan looked at her, her eyes hesitant to speak, she smiled calmly and calmly: "Just say what you want to say. There is nothing else we need to hide between us."

From her eyes, you can vaguely see that she has something on her mind. In the past, she was not a person who could hide her worries at all, but today she was a little hesitant.

"I think your Majesty should not be so heartless towards the Emperor." They looked at each other and seemed to see a trace of the Emperor. She lowered her eyes and whispered in a low voice. "In this way, the Emperor will not be cruel to the Emperor."

"

In her eyes, the emperor is not a cruel person. If the empress had been willing to bow her head that day, she would still be like today.

I don’t know if what I just said could offend the empress. But there is nothing wrong with what I said.

"This is not heartlessness, this is just seeing the truth of a fact clearly. No matter what happens in this, it is my own business, and I am willing to bear everything myself." Perhaps, from this moment on, she should see clearly that she should not blindly accept it.

Beside him, blocking him. After a moment of silence, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and he smiled calmly. "After all, your life is yours. You should live for yourself once."

A black figure was already waiting outside the door, listening to every move inside.

Live for yourself?

If Lan'er said, I will only live for you in this life, would you still be so cold to me?

The figure in the candlelight seemed like a dream, and it touched her body at all. As she said before, it was a feeling of alienation.

For some reason, ever since she entered the Clothing Bureau, she was no longer the same as before. She didn't know how to comfort her, so she sighed helplessly: "Mother, why bother with this."

Why bother?

He lowered his eyes, held her hands tightly, and patted the back of her hands gently. He sighed sadly and said, "Perhaps, at this moment, everyone will think that I care about my status."

Such an alluring thing as status should not be deceived. She wanted to stay away from those disputes, but she had to be treated coldly by them. Perhaps, this was the fate of a member of the royal family.

She didn't originally belong to this palace, but who said he was the master of the world.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but look at the door, and saw a person pushing the door open and pretending to say: "Indeed, I care about these things now. After all, I am the person he loves most, why would he?"

It can only be Zhaoyi's identity."

Seeing that he stayed where he was after hearing what he said. The calm and calm look on his face showed no flaws at all.

Hearing this, Caifeng frowned and panicked subconsciously. She had no idea that the empress would say these words.

"Your Majesty, you have been stimulated. If the Emperor hears this..."

"Tell me, what status do you want?"

In fact, the moment he opened the door, he heard her words. Unexpectedly, her words were full of dissatisfaction.

Lan'er, can it be like Xun Yu said, you fell in love with me, that's why you did this...

Hearing the extremely shocking voice behind him, he immediately knelt on the ground and defended his wife: "Your Majesty, your Majesty did not mean this. Please take into account your frail body and don't argue with your Majesty."

Care?

He has never been a narrow-minded person, especially he would care about these things with her. But he never thought that these words would come out of her mouth. If she didn't say it, she wouldn't know that she actually had such thoughts.

"Of course I don't care, I just want to ask purely." He walked to Caifeng's side and helped her up, but his eyes were always on Ye Yilan.

Sitting next to her, he gently hugged her body into his arms, fearing to hurt her wounds. He whispered softly in his ear, "Isn't it true that Zhaoyi's identity is too unfair to you?"

?"

Listening to the tone of his words, there was no hint of coldness and arrogance. In the past, he used to use such gentle words, and that was why he fell into his swamp step by step.

Holding the quilt tightly with both hands, he raised his eyes and stared into those gentle eyes, and asked in a solemn voice: "Then what status does the emperor think should be given to this slave?"

"Unless I favor you." He looked at that intoxicating face with his deeply confused eyes, which kept lingering on her body. He bit her earlobe lightly and tasted it carefully.

Ye Yilan could feel his rapid breathing, lingering on her body. Seeing Caifeng still standing here, he actually...

His love was already overflowing, and he kissed her neck crazily and bit her carefully. In a low voice with a hint of lust, he whispered softly: "If you want the position of queen, I can give it to you."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan looked at him with wide eyes. This matter had never changed in his heart.

He just said something casually, but he actually took it so seriously.

She stretched out her hand to cover his lips, and her cheeks could not help but blush with shyness: "The emperor was joking. I just said casually that I don't really want the position of queen."

With his restless hands, Ye Yilan could feel that he had reached into her inner thighs. She suddenly panicked and grabbed his hands to stop him. When Murong Haochen saw those angry eyes staring at her,

Smile evilly.

He said coldly: "In the past six months, maybe you have forgotten that I said that you have no right to refuse."

Seeing that he was becoming more and more wanton, Ye Yilan tried her best to resist his urgent desire.

Seeing her eyes looking at Caifeng, he reluctantly pulled his hand away. After coughing in embarrassment, he handed Caifeng the medicine bottle he carried with him and told him: "Cai Feng, take the place of Chen Zhaoyi."

Apply medicine."

Caifeng looked at the two of them with a blank look on her face, took it very carefully, but did not dare to step forward. After all, the emperor had not stood up yet.

Chen Zhaoyi?

Her eyebrows were furrowed and her confused eyes looked at him.

Seeing this, the cold eyes had long lost the affectionate blur just now, and a low and lazy voice warned: "You must remember that in front of me, you are Chen Zhaoyi. Outside, you are a slave."

Naturally, he did not dare to take such risks before finding enough evidence.

Rather than all this, I wanted to see what that person would do.

"Then I have to thank you, Your Majesty, for treating your slaves with such high regard."

Seeing that she didn't appreciate her at all, there was really nothing he could do to her at this moment. But now he couldn't get angry casually. No matter whether she was really alienated or fake, he wouldn't do anything that went against what she felt in her heart.

Sometimes, he really didn't understand her. His accommodation was just to make her feel better. He had never seen her smile happily.

Ye Yilan watched him flip through the book in his hand, outlining the perfect edges and corners, which looked much more weathered than before. But she pushed him too hard, or was it because of court matters? She really wanted to walk to him.

Comforting, maybe in this situation, he needs her extremely. But, she can't, can't...

Even though she had countless thoughts in her heart, she still couldn't let him go. Unknowingly, she would not be cruel at all, but would be more soft-hearted. Perhaps, sometimes his soft-heartedness would infect herself. That was because he understood himself, otherwise

What he said just now, if he should have suppressed his anger in the past, how could he sit there so calmly.

He frowned, and the wounds on his body sunk deeply under the moistening effects of the medicine. He bit his lip, suppressing any screams of pain.

Caifeng could feel the forbearance of the empress. When she saw the dazzling scars deeply engraved in her eyes, her trembling hands did not dare to apply the medicine easily. She said distressedly: "Empress, if it hurts, just scream, don't hold back."

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After hearing this, Murong Haochen put down the book in his hand, and could vaguely see the scars on his back. His hands were already clenched into fists. She was so cherished when she was unconscious in his arms that day. Like Liuli, she did not dare to act casually.

touch.

He took the medicine bottle from Caifeng's hand and said, "Go ahead and boil the medicine."

Caifeng, who retreated silently, looked at the two of them and sighed helplessly when she closed the door.

From the time she was unconscious until now, he had never seen the injuries on her body with his own eyes. Once his hands touched her, her body couldn't help but tremble. Seeing the faint scars on her body, he already knew it in his heart.

"No matter what happens, you have to endure it. There is no one capable of sharing it with you."

Tolerance? Sometimes you really have to be patient when doing things.

Murong Haochen, have you endured it like this since you were a child? These words must be what you have warned yourself for a long time. But now that you have warned me, why can't you be happy for no reason?

When Murong Haochen wanted to apply medicine to her, she put on her clothes, but she was very reluctant to show it to him.

"You dare to show off your temper in front of me. It seems that I have pampered you too much in the past."

Hug her into his arms. No matter how angry she is at the moment, she must stay calm in his arms and not allowed to move for a moment.

The more she tried to struggle, she couldn't. In his arms, she never truly escaped.

He held her waist with one hand and took off her clothes with the other. When he heard a faint hiss of pain, he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "But, does it really hurt?"

Shaking his head, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Doesn’t it hurt? She has always been afraid of pain, so how could it not hurt? If she tolerates it for too long, will the resentment in her heart deepen?

Hopefully, she won't.
To be continued...