She kept looking forward with dull eyes. At that moment, she was really ready to anger him, but she never thought that he would actually let go.

"Yes. Every word I said is not a lie." His empty eyes were not as lively as before. He said indifferently. "I am not one of those women who will try their best to please the emperor. I just want to live in peace and quiet.

There is no dispute in the world in Qinlan Palace. But the honor given by the emperor has already pushed my concubine into the abyss."

It's not that she didn't know everything he did, it was just that she couldn't appreciate it.

He pinched her shoulders, and when he pushed her away, she was like an empty shell, without any strength. His eyes were bloodshot. At that moment, he had an impulsive thought, but then gradually gave it up. He laughed at himself: "You don't want to do that."

Be my woman. As you said, it is an engagement between us. Looking back on the past, we are more than just an engagement."

Ye Yilan saw him looking like life and death, but she actually felt a little indebted to him in her heart.

She never really treated him...

She was again wandering between contradictions without knowing it.

"Do you still remember this?"

How could Ye Yilan forget what he was holding in his hand? She smiled slightly, but the corners of her eyes became extremely depressed, and she looked at it with a half-smile: "This is a gift from the emperor's concubine during his wedding."

These were the mandarin ducks she had embroidered with her own hands, and were given to him and his eldest grandson Wanji. However, he had always kept these two in his body and did not give them to his eldest grandson Wanji.

Murong Haochen sat lazily on the ground and leaned against him. He held it up high and could clearly see in the candlelight that each stitch was so delicate. His words were full of secret joy: "I have always kept this thing by my side."

, this is the token of your wedding that day. Perhaps, at that moment, I should admit that you are my woman."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan's whole body collapsed to the ground. Looking at the purse embroidered by her own hands, she shook her head helplessly: "I don't know, I, this thing has become a token between you and me. Has the emperor ever treated me like this?"

Treat each other with sincerity?"

After hearing this, you can ask: "Have you treated me sincerely? For example..."

He didn't say anything, just waiting for the answer in her heart. His wandering eyes tried his best to hide: "Is it possible that the emperor doesn't know what kind of person I am?"

Murong Haochen held the purse in his palm and said with a fake smile: "But unfortunately, I really don't know."

His smile was a bit intriguing, but I felt too guilty to look at him.

Ye Yilan stood up and had not yet regained her footing when she was picked up by him. Her uneasiness began to rise again. At that moment, she asked in an extremely cautious voice, "Did your Majesty promise to summon Concubine Shu to sleep with you?"

"

Hearing the words of the person in his arms, his face was full of displeasure: "You can't give me to her."

He threw her on the bed without mercy, and clamped her hands. She moved her wrists, and his strength became stronger. He looked at the nervous look in the eyes of the person under him, and smiled evilly.

: "I just want to know, but Concubine Shu is begging for love. Don't tell me that you don't know."

He had thought about Zi Ling's idea for a long time, but now it seemed that he had decided everything secretly. Since she didn't care about his feelings for her, she shouldn't leave any room for it.

"The emperor is monitoring the concubine's palace?" She had forgotten that besides being his spy outside the palace, she was also his person inside the palace. Even Nian Qing, whom he had trusted for many years...

If he wants to put his spy in Qinlan Palace, everything about her is in his hands, but she still has room to move around as she pleases. He said coldly: "If I can't even guess this, how can I be your man."

"

Without any preparation, Murong Haochen buried her head deeply in her neck.

Ye Yilan struggled in panic and screamed at the top of her lungs: "Don't touch me?"

With that roar, Murong Haochen stared straight into her eyes. His pitiful eyes made him unable to treat her gently anymore.

"If I don't touch you, who will?"

As soon as these words came out, they were so sensitive in Ye Yilan's ears that she always felt that he seemed to be warning her knowingly but not knowingly.

Guiltily avoiding his sharp eyes like an eagle, she has been deliberately not being noticed by him, calming the turbulent heart beating inside.

"Don't forget, you are my concubine, and I have the right to take you."

His frantic heart could no longer control his feelings for her.

She was irritating him little by little, and sometimes he didn't understand a clearly joking sentence, but instead turned into a manic and restless heart.

He loves her, and he doesn't allow him to have her be so indifferent to him. He has the right to make her surrender to him.

Ye Yilan saw him being domineering and listening to the sound of clothes tearing, but the more she tried to escape, the more she was imprisoned by him.

There is no place left at all.

I thought this wouldn't happen again.

Every time she resisted and was afraid.

But he clearly promised...

The free hand was trembling slightly as she fumbled for the dagger hidden under the pillow. The sharp edge of the dagger was pressed against his heart. If she had been more ruthless, she might have stabbed him.

Holding the dagger tightly with both hands, he timidly stepped back. The dagger was pointed at him, warning him not to come near his body.

When Murong Haochen saw her holding the dagger against her chest, he wanted to persuade her to put it down, but seeing how scared she looked, he didn't dare to act rashly.

He never imagined that she would guard against everything he did to her. She had already placed the dagger and had been defending herself. It turned out that everything she had done was in vain. He hummed softly with disdain: "Lan

Son, I never thought that one day you would actually want to assassinate me."

He came closer little by little, holding the dagger high and refusing to let go, warning him in a trembling voice: "Don't come here."

His warmth has long been forced into the ice by her coldness: I thought you would never alienate me again, but now you are just being sentimental.

He got out of bed, straightened his messy clothes, the warmth in his eyes had long gone, and his gentle eyes gradually appeared. He shouted: "Come here, move to Qiongyu Palace."

He leaned sideways and ignored her shivering on the bed. At this moment, he showed no mercy and said with a bitter smile, "Are you still satisfied?"

At this moment, Ye Yilan had no intention of listening to anything he said. She looked at the dagger in her hand and smiled bitterly.

Murong Haochen was as ruthless as a cold wind, and the cold air shrouded the Qinlan Palace.

Even though he was waiting outside, he could also hear the quarrel inside. When the door was pushed open, he saw the emperor's face was strangely angry, and he asked inquiringly: "Your Majesty, do you really want to go to Qiongyu Palace?"

"Since Chen Zhaoyi doesn't want to serve me, I naturally have to find someone who is obedient." He deliberately raised his voice and told her to listen.

No matter how tender he was between them, he could not resist the quarrel caused by a word of tenderness.

Ye Yilan is indeed not a flatterer. As she said, the women in the harem try their best to please, not just for favor.

He thought thoroughly and clearly.

He thought he understood her, but he just couldn't understand her more and more. What was she thinking in her heart?

When the two of them were at last, Zi Ling and Caifeng couldn't wait to go and see what was going on. Their crouched bodies were tightly wrapped, and their eyes were as empty as life and death.

"Your Majesty, I heard you two outside..." Caifeng saw her like this and was so distressed that she couldn't say anything.

The sharp-eyed Zi Ling glanced at the dagger on the bed. Her eyes opened in shock, and she pointed in disbelief: "Your Majesty, you are holding the dagger, are you going to assassinate the emperor?"

Although the two of them had quarreled before, their voices gradually subsided. I thought nothing would happen, but they ended up quarreling with each other again. Zi Ling's guess was indeed correct, it was really about sleeping with her. She had clearly warned her

, but why did she have to help Concubine Shu?

This person always seems to be as cautious as you.

Looking at the dagger, Zi Ling gradually understood why the emperor was angry: "No wonder the emperor is so angry."

From the moment the two of them came in, she didn't say a word.

"Your Majesty, please give the dagger to Caifeng." Zi Ling signaled her to take the dagger away quickly, but Ye Yilan didn't seem to hear her and ignored their every move.

Zi Ling was afraid that something like this would happen again in the future, so she secretly put away the dagger. She sat on the edge of the bed and covered her with a quilt considerately.

"But what did the emperor do to the empress that went too far, and why did the empress protect herself so much?"

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "You all go down, I want to be alone."

She didn't want people to see her in such a mess. At that moment, Murong Haochen was going crazy. That's why she picked up the dagger that had been hidden for many days out of fear, just to protect herself, not to assassinate him.

.

It had nothing to do with her going to Qiongyu Palace. After all, she had promised Xia Muling, but she didn't know it would be so early.

Could it be that he forgot that he was still injured?

She didn't dare to face anyone, so she hid in the quilt and sobbed, which was really pitiful.

Caifeng wanted to persuade her a few times, but she was stopped by Ziling. She shook her head and said softly: "Let's just leave the queen alone. Maybe she will be fine tomorrow."

Caifeng looked at the dagger. It was a gift from Nian Qing. She didn't dare to leave it randomly, so she just put it away and hid it in a wooden box.

Qiongyu Palace

"Congratulations, empress."

Not long after Xia Muling went to bed, she heard Lan Shan calling her in her ears, looking happy and unhappy: "Congratulations for what?"

"It seems that Chen Zhaoyi is still a person who keeps his promises."

Listening to her keep telling riddles, he looked at her impatiently and asked in annoyance: "But what happened?"

"Your Majesty, you'd better dress up. Your Majesty is waiting outside."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't believe it was true. There was a hint of joy in the doubt: "What did you say?"

Lan Shan was also curious at first, but it was obvious that the emperor had already been waiting in the palace and came to inform him specially.

Just when I mentioned this matter to Chen Zhaoyi today, the Emperor came.
Chapter completed!