Jun Chen raised his hand to touch the scars on her face that would not go away, and promised her.
"When my legs can stand up, I will marry you."
Liang Yubing's cheeks were filled with joy, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she finally cleared the clouds and saw the moonlight.
After her last one-day trip to the prison, she had a deeper understanding of how important power was in ancient times.
A single word from a superior person can easily determine the life or death of others.
Only by becoming Jun Chen's concubine, becoming a queen in the future, and becoming an irreplaceable person around Jun Chen, can she control her own life and death and live a good life like a master.
"Cousin, I know you are the best to me."
Liang Yubing's eyes were full of emotion, Qianqian Su held the spoon in her hand and fed Jun Chen the medicine one spoonful at a time.
Spring has ended and summer has come, and the flowers have faded.
Two months after entering the palace, news that the emperor was ill had already spread several times in the palace.
At this critical moment, the situation in the court became increasingly tense.
Jun Ye took advantage of Jun Chen's recuperation period to vigorously suppress his party members, but Jun Chen avoided his advantage and retreated again and again.
After going down to court, someone called out to Mo Zheng.
"Master Mo, please stay!"
Mo Zheng turned around and saw that the person coming was a member of Jun Chen's group. His face was bitter and full of sorrow.
"Master Mo, can you have a drink if you have time?"
Mo Zheng's eyebrows were raised, and his cold voice was full of arrogance.
"If you have anything to do, you can just say it. Mo has other important things to do."
The flattering smile that the man had just raised froze, he looked around, then leaned over and lowered his voice.
"Sir, do you know what that person's plan is? I live in fear every day, lest I lose my hat."
Mo Zheng sneered, raised his hand and patted the man's shoulder, "What are you afraid of? Just keep your heart in your stomach."
After saying that, he swaggered away.
Naran looked at Mo Zheng's back with some anger on his face.
Mo Zheng's daughter entered the palace and became the queen. She was getting the favor of the Holy Father. If anything happened, she would not be able to hurt him. She was so relaxed and envious that it made people want to spit at him.
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On this day, Jun Ye claimed to be ill again and asked people to move the memorial from the imperial study to the palace for approval.
After he finished reviewing one book, he took a new one from his hand to read.
With just a brief sweep, he frowned, closed it with a snap, and threw it aside.
A stack of memorials was quickly approved.
Jun Ye raised his eyes and glanced at the piles of memorials lying next to him, rubbed his brows irritably, and planned to rest for a while.
He leaned back and suddenly saw a few books that Mo Qin had placed over there. He reached for one and flipped through it, but he brought out a piece of paper.
When he picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly became ugly.
The paper came from the informant of Prince Zunyi's palace.
Jun Chen's diet, daily life, physical condition, and even his mood were written down in detail.
Jun Ye threw the book aside and took all the papers under the book.
Without exception, it's all about Jun Chen.
Every day in the past few days, and only intermittently in the past few days. He didn't take a closer look, only saw that the earliest one was after Jun Chen's surgery.
The report from his subordinate in the royal study that day echoed in his ears again.
The paper in his hand was clenched into a crumpled ball.
There was a smile on his face.
It's not enough to change the prescription to treat Jun Chen, you also have to pay attention to it all the time... It's really good!
Thinking that her obedience all along was a lie, he felt his whole heart being tugged.
When Mo Qin entered the room, she saw Jun Ye leaning on the back of the chair with a few pieces of paper in front of him, as if he was slacking off.
She brought the medicine bowl to the table and walked over to him.
"Tired? Why not take some medicine and go out for a walk?"
The medicine has been changed recently, and the poison has been eliminated long ago. Now it is a nourishing medicine, which is not as bitter as before.
Jun Ye glanced at it and then his eyes fell on Mo Qin.
"Even if you cure me, I won't let you go."
Mo Qin was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly said this.
When I looked at the table, I found that he had turned these things out, and I immediately knew that he had misunderstood.
"I want to leave, do I still need you to let me go?"
Her original intention was that she didn't want to leave, but that was not what she meant in Jun Ye's ears.
He raised his hand to take the person into his arms, flipped the position, and Mo Qin was pressed on the large seat.
Stab——
The sound of cloth being torn was heard.
Mo Qin's eyes widened and he subconsciously raised his hand to refuse.
"Why are you crazy?"
The fabric used for this dress was donated as tribute from other places. There were only three pieces of fabric every year, and now this dress was actually torn by him.
"Am I crazy?"
Mo Qin's resistance made Jun Ye even more angry. He suppressed the person, grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, and tore it with all his strength.
"I didn't know that the person who sleeps next to me every night and talks sweetly to me is always thinking about other men."
"Let me guess, at times like this, you are also thinking about someone else!"
What Mo Qin did was never deliberately hidden, and those people still passed through his hands.
In the past, Jun Ye would occasionally get jealous and make some sour remarks.
She thought he knew, but now she realized that this man was just secretly holding a grudge in his heart and didn't say it clearly.
"I didn't, that's uh..."
The sudden pain choked her words.
At this time, Jun Ye stopped, picked her up from her seat, and turned to the table.
He reached out and grabbed the memorials that had been thrown out before, and placed them in front of her eyes.
He leaned over and bit her ear, with a bit of cruelty in his voice.
"Look what they wrote?"
Mo Qin didn't dare to move, so he opened the memorial as instructed. The memorials that were casually thrown aside were written to persuade Jun Ye to accept the draft.
What do you want to do when you come to her now?
Does he really want to have a concubine?
The ends of her eyes were red and her body was tense. She was obviously bullied by this person.
Jun Ye raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"I didn't give you what you wanted. I treated you sincerely, but you lied to me."
Mo Qin was furious and wanted to bite someone, but the person was standing behind her and she couldn't.
"I didn't lie to you..." Realizing what Jun Ye wanted to do, she couldn't explain it anymore, "Don't... the door is still..."
Snapped--
The porcelain bowl that had been placed on the table was smashed to the ground, and the porcelain pieces shattered all over the floor.
Jun Ye ignored him, "They dare not come in."
Indeed, as Jun Ye said, no matter what the palace guards outside heard, they would not dare to come in without being summoned.
I don’t know how long it took.
There was a large space on the table that was originally full of memorials. Memorials were scattered on the ground beside the table, and a few fell into the potion spilled on the floor and got soaked.
Mo Qin was wrapped in Jun Ye's robe, biting her lip and saying nothing. Jun Ye sat next to her and looked at her pitiful look, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
"Wronged?"
"Did it hurt you just now?"
"..."
Jun Ye chuckled lightly, took the person into his arms, and said coldly:
"Deserved it."
Mo Qin: "?" I can't survive this day, let's make peace with it!
