In the dim night, a breeze blew by.

The two people in the bed curtains have already been entangled in body and mind. They indulge in the fragrance and secretly linger in it.

He woke up slightly from his dazed consciousness, frowned, and turned to look at the woman with her back to him. Her figure was always in his mind.

Seeing that the two of them were already naked, she must have felt a lot of hatred for herself when he did such a thing.

The moment he turned around and hugged her into his arms, he subconsciously stood up, picked up the clothes on the ground, and quickly put them on. At that moment, he knew that the woman lying next to him was not Lan'er.

When he looked at the quilt being lifted up, the touch of falling red was deeply imprinted in his sight.

The woman was awake all the time, until the moment he got up, she slowly got up and walked down, wrapping her clothes around her.

Before he could speak, he saw him stabbing his chest with a sword. His eyes were full of sternness and there was no mercy at all.

This stab was something she had never expected.

In the past few days, she had been wandering around Chenlan Palace, just because she knew the gap between the two of them, she wanted to take the opportunity to cure him. But she didn't, and she met him last night.

For Murong Haoli, his goal all along was to make herself his woman.

"Say, who sent you?"

With that stab just now, he had the chance to stab her to death, but he still wanted to spare her life. Someone must have arranged it for her to act so boldly.

His eyes were filled with rage, and he held the sword tightly, really wanting to kill her.

Looking at the sword on his chest from the corner of his eye, there was no point in pulling it out.

Lan Shan frowned tightly, holding back the pain in her body, and spoke softly with a faint breath: "The emperor was drunk, and he mistook this slave for Chen Zhaoyi."

The gap between them grew wider, and he still missed Ye Yilan so much. But this time, he truly betrayed her. In fact, he became the only slave in the harem who let him climb onto the dragon bed.

Her face does have some resemblance to Lan'er, which shouldn't have confused her mind. If she hadn't been drinking, it wouldn't have been like this. He didn't even touch her body, but he actually touched someone who looked similar to her.

Woman. But unfortunately, he still needs to keep her.

He drew out his sword resolutely and said with low anger: "Go away——"

His disgusted eyes didn't want to see her at all, and the blood on the sword tip dripped to the ground as he left.

Hearing this, she collapsed on the ground and smiled helplessly. Even so, he would not admit it. It was because he was afraid and didn't know how to face Ye Yilan.

As soon as Han Yuan heard the sound coming from the dormitory, he quickly pushed the door open and saw the slave girl sitting on the ground in disheveled clothes: "Your Majesty, this..."

"Replace everything for me." His eyes had no expression at all as he passed directly by Han Yuan.

"yes."

Lan Shan couldn't help but look back at the bed curtains. It turned out that only Ye Yilan could get on the dragon bed, but they...

Han Yuan walked to her side. He remembered that this person was the slave next to Concubine Shu. He pretended to cough and warned: "Go quickly. In the eyes of the emperor, there is no tolerance for anyone."

Lan Shan secretly smiled bitterly, covering the wound, and she would definitely repay them one by one. Neither Ye Yilan nor Murong Haoli would let them have an easy time.

Qinlan Palace

"My dear, are you having a nightmare?"

Zi Ling, who came after hearing the sound, saw her empress looking panicked, which had lasted for several days.

Ye Yilan touched her neck. Everything in the dream was as real as reality. That night, she really saw his cruelty.

Seeing that the empress was silent, Zi Ling comforted her and said, "My empress has not been sleeping well these past few days. Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look?"

"No need."

If you can really cure the disease in your heart, there is no need to suffer for many days.

Even if they are estranged from him, each of them is angry, and he is naturally angry. He will not take some things to heart at all. Perhaps, to him, he is more important than anything else.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty said..."

"roll--"

Ye Yilan heard the sound outside the door. That sound of anger was only his. But it was already midnight, how could he come over?

He pushed open the door and walked in full of anger, signaling Caifeng to step back.

"My slave, please see your Majesty."

"Get out."

When Zi Ling heard this, she subconsciously glanced back at the empress. After all, she saw that the sword in the emperor's hand was stained with blood, and she felt a chill in her heart.

After some signals from the empress, she quietly retreated and closed the door.

When Caifeng saw her coming out, she quickly pulled her aside and asked softly: "Why did the emperor come in with a sword? He was so frightened just now. Do you think the emperor will be okay?"

"Perhaps, the empress can suppress the emperor's temper."

This was the first time Zi Ling saw the emperor so angry. I don't know what happened in the past few days, but something must have happened.

But even so, only the empress can control the emperor's temper.

Ye Yilan also looked at him. His temper was extremely bad tonight. She walked towards him slowly, looked at the sword in her hand, and couldn't help but frowned slightly. Shuangyu asked coldly: "What?

Your Majesty came over in the middle of the night with a sword in hand and wanted to assassinate your concubine?"

sword?

Murong Haochen looked at the sword in his hand and dropped it suddenly. He didn't know why he walked up to her with the sword. He hugged her tightly and said to himself: "Lan'er, I don't have it."

"

But when he saw her, he couldn't remember what he had just experienced, but he knew that it was irreversible. When he held her in his arms, this was the most familiar feeling.

Although it was only a few days, he was still attached to her and could not erase her from his heart.

From the moment he threw the sword away, although I didn't know why he came here so aggressively with the sword, I saw a long-lost cruelty in his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Hold yourself in your arms and smell the aroma of wine emanating from his body, which has been permeating the surroundings.

"Have you been drinking?"

Hearing this, Murong Haochen was flustered for the only time, so he pretended to be calm and said: "No."

No?

Ye Yilan listened to his answer lightly, but the smell of alcohol on her body was too strong. She pushed his body away gently and stared into his eyes. When did he refuse to admit it?

"You promised me that you would never drink again. You can't live up to your promise to me."

She turned her back to him and said angrily: "It's better to leave as soon as possible and favor other women."

In fact, in her heart, she does care that he favors other women. But after all, she cannot alienate him. As long as he appears in front of her, once he speaks tenderly, his heart will definitely soften.

Hearing this, Murong Haochen suddenly felt a little uneasy. When he wanted to reach out and hug her, his hands stayed in the air and hesitated for a while.

"I won't favor others, I only want you."

He still held her with his clenched fists, stared into her eyes, and asked cautiously: "Lan'er, if I did something wrong, will you forgive me?"

"No." No matter what he may have done wrong, even if he can be forgiven, he doesn't know what will happen. Rather than saying he won't, it's as if something really happened.

After her answer, he understood. If he told her this, she would definitely not be able to accept it. Looking at what he saw on the ground, he really regretted that he should have killed him with a sword. In this way, he felt guilty.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, Wei Shi had a headache: "My concubine, prepare a sobering soup for the emperor."

"Don't leave me again, don't say those negative words again, okay?" I would rather not drink sober soup, and no matter where she goes, I will never let her leave my arms again. "No matter who said what to you.

, you should not shake the relationship between us."

Shouldn't he waver?

At that moment, when the Queen Mother said those words, she was already shaken. But unfortunately, the handle became the eternal family.

"You're drunk, it's time to rest."

She turned around from his arms and looked into her eyes. She sighed leisurely and said, "This is my concubine's palace. Naturally I won't leave."

When I see him tonight, he is completely different from before.

But what exactly went wrong?

"Lan'er, I..."

When he heard him speak, he covered his mouth with his hand and warned in a feigned anger: "If the emperor doesn't rest, I will leave."

In the past, he would hug her body tightly, but now he doesn't, just for fear of hurting her. Thinking of that night, everything she said was just a lie. After returning, he meditated

Only then did I realize that if I hadn't lost my mind at that time, I wouldn't have done anything to hurt her.

He ruffled her hair and whispered softly: "That night, you basically meant to make me angry, right?"

"This matter has already passed. Just understand in your heart."

After hearing this, she still refused to tell him and would not ask again.

The warmth of the palm of his hand has been warming her cheek, gently comforting her. Day and night, her figure has always appeared.

But he happened to be drunk and mistook someone for her, which was unforgivable.

Seeing this, Ye Yilan sighed helplessly to herself. She pulled his sleeves and walked towards the bed curtain, reaching out to untie his clothes, but he stopped her.
To be continued...