"Lan'er, why did you lie to me?"

"Have you already fallen in love with him?"

"Say it, say it-"

The person in the nightmare frowned and murmured to himself.

Seeing the situation, Caifeng called softly: "Your Majesty."

"I didn't—" He stood up suddenly, looking at the distance with horrified eyes, so empty. The beads of sweat on his forehead never dissipated.

He immediately sat down on the edge of the bed. He was really startled by the look just now, and asked uneasily: "Mother, are you having a nightmare?"

If we say it's a nightmare, it's better to say it's a nightmare.

In the dream, she was in darkness, with no part of it illuminated. She was looking around in confusion, not knowing where to go.

In a certain corner, I saw a figure gradually fainting.——Murong Haochen

His eyes were questioning her sharply, and they were crueler than she had ever seen before.

He hates...

Even Murong Haoli appeared together, with the two of them in front and behind.

He asked, "Are you in love with him?" Ye Yilan shook her head desperately, rejecting her words.

The two of them stretched out their hands and were about to strangle her neck, when they woke up from the dream.

"Cai Feng, I dreamed about the Emperor..."

She immediately grabbed Caifeng's hand and was about to tell her when someone's voice interrupted her.

"What's wrong with me?"

"My slave, please pay your respects to the Emperor."

"Go down, I don't need you to serve me here anymore." His eyes were always concerned about her, and he didn't want to leave.

Caifeng glanced at the empress, knowing in her heart that the dream just now had indeed dealt a heavy blow to the empress.

Seeing her silently retreating, Ye Yilan was unwilling to let Caifeng go, but seeing him by her side, she had no choice but to give up.

Ye Yilan looked at him, his shadow appeared in her mind, and she felt too guilty to look at him.

Sitting next to him, he subconsciously avoided it when he reached out his hand.

Murong Haochen saw that she was acting abnormally today, so he hugged her into his arms and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Why are you sweating? It's a nightmare?"

After having this dream, she was actually afraid to face it.

"If one day, I deceive the emperor, will I hate you?"

hatred?

What does she have to hate?

She is his favorite, how to hate her.

"I will keep you with me forever until I die."

"This concubine does not allow the emperor to say these words." She immediately covered his mouth, hearing these words made her shudder.

With a fond smile from the corner of his eyes, he turned his cheek and took a peck. He whispered in his ear: "Today, the messenger from the Northern Desert is coming. The palace will be more lively, do you want to go?"

He met them at court today, and he finally found time to meet her.

"Why did the emperor ask this?" She was very bored, playing with his hair, with an indifferent look on her face, and said with a slight smile.

"This situation is not suitable for you."

Hearing this, it was exactly what she wanted. She playfully got into the quilt, lay on his lap, closed her eyes slightly and said, "I won't go, then."

"Are you blaming me?" Seeing her look like this, I was really afraid that she would be angry.

"The emperor said it was no longer suitable, so naturally he believed it." She had no intention of going, so why bother getting involved since he didn't want to.

"Then you can stay here peacefully in the Qinlan Palace. You are not allowed to go there until I come back."

Seeing him getting up and leaving, I subconsciously held his warm palm and asked reluctantly: "How long will the emperor want me to wait?"

"I will accompany you during dinner."

He was so anxious that he slowly let go of his hand and said in a low voice: "Concubine, I would like to send you to your Majesty."

Murong Haochen looked at her, his heart falling from time to time when his back was turned to him.

Lan'er, where is your heart at this moment?

Caifeng saw the emperor leaving with her own eyes, and then she walked in quietly and asked softly: "Your Majesty, are you getting up?"

After hearing this, Ye Yilan got up from the quilt, looked around, and asked: "Is the emperor gone?"

Seeing her nod, I felt relieved.

"I made you suffer last night. Were you cold?"

He shook his head and continued to talk interestingly: "Your Majesty, I haven't noticed that the Emperor looks anxious."

Last night, everyone in Qinlan Palace was in a panic. After all, no one knew where the empress had gone.

As soon as she mentioned this matter, she regretted: "It's me who made you worry."

Seeing the empress like this, Caifeng deliberately changed the subject and asked: "Just now, what did the empress want to say to the slave?"

"It's just a dream." She smiled lightly, but everything in the dream was so real, which really made her uneasy. "Do you think that if the emperor knew what happened between me and the Sixth Prince, would he drive him away?

"

During the conversation with him, she had been worried for a moment, so flustered. She was calming down all the time, for fear of being caught by his eagle-like eyes.

"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"

As long as something about the Sixth Prince is mentioned, the empress will be particularly concerned.

She also understood that what happened in the dream of the empress who had just woken up from the nightmare must be related to this matter.

He said eloquently: "If the Sixth Prince has no conflict of interest with the Emperor, the Emperor will definitely keep the Sixth Prince."

Benefit?

There are interests between them.

That person knew the news about Murong Haoli last night, and she didn't know when he talked to her.

No matter what the person's purpose was, she was willing to give it a try.

Looking out the window at the falling snowflakes, my heart must have felt cold at the moment.

Beauty is bad, there is no cause and effect

It's like a silk ribbon wrapped around it, like a shackle wrapped in gold and jade.

Snow dances all over the sky, but there is only loneliness.

Like dead leaves withering, like feathered butterflies and moths swooping into the fire.

Zuixianglou

Murong Haochen stood by the window, staring thoughtfully at the figures of the Northern Desert people in the crowd.

Ye Xunyu, who was standing beside him, also looked at it and said thoughtfully: "Bei Mo, not long after we retreated, we came to visit you. Your Majesty, do you think this matter..."

"Doubts are just doubts after all. It's better to investigate and dispel them one by one, and save yourself from wasting water in a bamboo basket."

For him, there is no need to doubt.

He is just waiting for the day when the truth comes out.

Perhaps, you can discover something new and novel from a certain person or thing.

However, I thought of something and frowned, feeling really uneasy.

Looking at Ye Xunyu, all this may be just an illusion of their retreat. And he only needs the truth. From beginning to end, Murong Haochen will understand with a trace of doubt. He will not unjustly accuse someone at will.

One thing.

"Lan'er, have you ever asked the Emperor about what happened last month?"

Hearing this, Murong Haochen smiled helplessly. When he talked about her, his lips filled with an affectionate smile: "Your sister is quite clever, but everything I do has become all her secrets."

"For Lan'er, it's just that the emperor didn't tell the truth."

As her brother, he naturally knows her better.

Although she didn't care about some things on the surface, the more secrets lingering in her heart, the more she wanted to know.

In my heart, I may have been silently doubting.

"As long as she believes it, I will give her everything."

Every time he interrupted her answer, naturally, she could only choose between belief and disbelief.

The less you know, the best way is for her.
To be continued...