one month later

On the first day of the morning, a wisp of fragrant fragrance floats slowly. A cicada chirps, lingering in the shade of the trees, and a clear spring cools the heart.

There was a man in the courtyard who was painting with a brush. He felt unhappy, so he wrote a poem to relieve his worries.

It's like the ocean once was, why worry about that time, tears sprinkled on the incense table.

Thinking of the snow in the west, the night rain in Bashan, and the dream of leaving in laughter.

It's dusk, sorrow comes and goes, but my wish is everlasting.

Sighing that I had not slept at night, sleeping in front of the window in the cold, it was easy to dream but hard to let go.

"Your Majesty's poems are truly sad. But did your Majesty offend your Majesty?"

Although Zi Ling couldn't understand the meaning, the words actually meant sadness.

Annoyed?

In the past month, although he went to Fengque Palace twice, he never really visited his eldest grandson Guanji. If not, they had their own handle, how could they whisper in his ear.

Although he only went there twice, he was naturally reluctant. However, he always came to Qinlan Hall in the middle of the night and hugged himself to sleep. In the morning, he would leave in a hurry to go to court.

He said that he went to Fengque Palace not to let the Changsun family down their guard, but just for himself. But he would not be lucky to a woman other than himself.

These words have always been treasured in my heart. Every word he said will be kept in my heart. In this way, no matter what happens in the future, I will still have a trace of my thoughts.

In the corners of his bitter eyes, his eyes were inexplicably wet. He tried his best to control his emotions at the moment. He raised the corners of his lips with a forced smile: "If the emperor finds out what you said, I'm afraid he will reprimand you.

Already."

Zi Ling looked at everything on the scroll as if she were immersed in the scene: "The empress's poems and paintings are quite artistic."

He said with great joy: "Only he can understand this poem."

No matter what poem he wrote, he could understand his own heart and unravel it one by one.

"Your Majesty, the maid next to Concubine Shu wants to see you."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan looked at Lan Shan who was beside An Huai. Her eyes were sizing her up and asked, "But your mother-in-law has something to entrust her with?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Yilan saw her kneeling directly in front of him and begged: "Please save this slave's life."

"Save you?" Hearing this, it was extremely ridiculous. "You shouldn't ask your mother-in-law, why should you ask me to do anything? After all, she is your master."

Lan Shan, who lowered her eyes, hid her hands in her sleeves, and dug her nails into her palms. Her eyes became extremely pitiful, and her lips that hesitated to speak slowly said: "Slave, I am pregnant with the emperor's child."

Hearing this, she was shocked and stood up suddenly. Fortunately, Ziling supported her staggering body.

Both of them were also shocked and couldn't believe it.

Child? His child?

She didn't believe at all that this man was actually pregnant with his child. She shook her head in disbelief, and a hint of ridiculousness slightly raised the corner of her mouth: "You said, you are pregnant with the emperor's child?"

The ridiculousness faded away, and a flash of anger burst out in her eyes. She couldn't believe it no matter what.

How could he be with others...

"Your Majesty, everyone knows that the Emperor only loves your Majesty. There must be a conspiracy in this."

conspiracy?

Letting go of Zi Ling's hand, Leng Ran's eyes were filled with anger. At this moment, his heart had already blinded him. He asked, "Tell me, is the child in your belly actually the emperor's?"

"

Hearing how angry she looked, I really wanted to take a look. Lan Shan laughed secretly in her heart, but she still looked pitiful on the outside.

"Slave, don't dare to confuse the royal bloodline."

As soon as she opens her mouth, Ye Yilan's heart hurts as if it has been torn out. Who dares to talk nonsense about such a big matter?

"One night a month ago, the emperor was drunk and mistook his slave for his empress..."

The trembling voice slowly came in, but Lan Shan raised her eyes slightly, and saw a trace of moisture in her eyes, but she smiled in her heart and continued. "The emperor said that this matter must not be publicized. Servant

I thought there would be no child that night, but unexpectedly I was pregnant. The servant was afraid, so he came to beg the queen."

Misidentification? Her face did look somewhat similar to hers. No wonder he was drunk that night. She would always remember that those blood-filled eyes were so terrifying.

It turns out that it was at that time...

Murong Haochen, if she is not pregnant, would you tell her? But in the past month, you have never mentioned a word.

Ye Yilan raised her eyes and looked at the sky. Everything was so clear. Why couldn't people's hearts remain like this? The tears in her eye sockets fell back one by one. Her heart calmly relieved her emotions, and she lowered her cold and arrogant eyes.

Looking at her, he said coldly: "Can I ask the emperor to grant you a title?"

"Do you know that if the emperor finds out about this, you and the child in your belly will both die." She knew his temperament, how could he accept this? Why did he hold the sword that night instead of killing her? She also told

, nothing should be publicized? Just because of that very similar face, your heart is moved?

Also, he has always longed for himself, and this drunkenness naturally satisfied him.

"But this slave girl is pregnant with the emperor's child. No matter what the status is, the child is innocent after all."

Lan Shan watched her walk to her side. She could tell that Ye Yilan was just enduring. It could be seen from her eyes. Who wants to hear that her man has a child with someone else? And

, or the only one.

Everyone knows Murong Haochen's determination, and she has seen it that night. For now, she can only come to Ye Yilan. No matter what, how can she watch the child in her belly die?

This is the child of the person she loves most.

He moved his knees to her side, pulled her skirt and begged: "Empress, you are the only one who can save this slave. I don't need to have a title, but the child is the emperor's blood after all."

Her eyes were empty and expressionless, but when she heard that this was his only bloodline, she gradually began to show signs of improvement. She ruthlessly tore open the skirt in her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Go back first.

This matter will be resolved by this palace."

Solve it? She didn't even know how to solve it.

Ye Yilan looked at the two of them and warned: "You are not allowed to say a word about what happened today."

"Yes, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

Zi Ling saw that her empress looked extremely unhappy. As soon as she took a step forward, she glanced at Lan Shan on the ground and told An Huai that after all, she was carrying the emperor's child.

"An Huai, send her out."

Lan Shan stood up slowly, with no pity in her eyes. A proud smile appeared on her face: Ye Yilan, have you also tasted the pain? What Murong Haochen shouted was

I am the one holding your name and falling asleep. I haven't experienced this feeling before. Now, you should experience it too.

Zi Ling followed her empress all the way to the hall. When she saw her slumped on the steps, she went up to comfort her and said, "My empress, please don't believe this easily."

This blow was really too big for the empress. After all, no one would have thought that the emperor would actually...

"Would you like me to go find the imperial doctor and get it checked out?"

"No need." After trying it, the truth of the fact is right in front of him, so why bother? His empty eyes kept looking forward, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was too bitter to be true. "Zi Ling, you can

Do you remember the way the emperor came to Qinlan Palace that night with a sword?"

"Slave remember."

That night, not knowing what happened, the emperor entered the Qinlan Palace with his sword in hand.

But when the empress mentioned this, could it be that night?

I vaguely remember that the blood stains on the sword turned out to be hers.

"I just find it strange that he kept admitting his mistake that night, but I never doubted it at all." It was always his fault. All he wanted to make up for was this matter. The tears in his eyes couldn't help but

Falling down one by one.

"Tell me, why did he hide it from me and why he had a child with someone else? He said that it could only be my child. No wonder he has been trying to please me and accommodate me. It turns out that he is just trying to atone for his sins."

She didn't want his atonement, she just wanted to know why she had to hide this matter, and why he came to find her that night? Just because she was so flustered.

But have you forgotten everything he said?

Seeing that the empress has been holding back until now, she finally sheds tears. Only crying will make you feel better.

"The empress is still young and will definitely have children in the future. According to the emperor's temperament, this matter will definitely not save their lives."

child?

It's not that she can't conceive, but that she actually has no relationship with Bu Zhi and the two of them. Just because he has only been on the throne for a year, even if the government is stable, the power of the Changsun family is still huge. All along, she has been insisting on this matter.

They are all hiding it from him. They don't want him to have too many worries. Perhaps, he himself understands but just doesn't want to say it.

Brushing away the tears that had fallen down, it was not the time for her to cry now. Her thoughts slowly returned to their original state, and a hint of choking voice slowly came out: "She wants to be his woman, otherwise she wouldn't have waited until she was pregnant to beg me."

For this reason, she began to be wary of her from the moment she put her child at risk. If she was really afraid, how could she wait until the day she got pregnant? Or maybe she didn't know she would be pregnant at all...

All this, if you think about it deeply, will definitely disturb your original intention.

"Is your Majesty only agreeing for the sake of the Emperor's heirs?" Hearing the purpose of these words, the Empress must have thought deeply about it. But according to the Emperor's heart, if the Empress did not persuade them, she might not let them go.

"This is his only heir. I don't want to kill an unborn child."

Lanshan was right, after all, this was his first child. If she didn't want to keep it, he would definitely have no objection. But she didn't want to let such a thing happen.
To be continued...