Eunuch Qing greeted the queen in the corridor and said softly: "My queen, the emperor is in a bad mood. Please take care of his mood and don't contradict him."
The queen nodded slightly, "I have a sense of propriety, father-in-law, don't worry."
Eunuch Qing bowed and said, "I have wronged you."
These words were spoken from the bottom of my heart. Who in the harem doesn't pity the empress? No matter what Empress Ren did over the years, she could never get into the emperor's heart.
The queen's eyes remained motionless, as if her heart had become numb, without any ripples, neither sadness nor joy.
She walked up the stone steps slowly, opened the door and went in. Eunuch Qing was outside and closed the door.
The palace was dark, with all the doors and windows closed. Only a bean-like lamp was lit, and its pale and dim light shone on the emperor wearing a dragon robe.
The queen bowed down and said, "See you, Your Majesty."
The emperor raised his head, his expression calm, but his eyes were extremely sinister, "Has the Queen visited those two children?"
"If you want to return to the emperor, I have read it." The queen said softly.
The light shone into the emperor's eyes, and he tilted his head slightly, "Are those two children normal?"
The queen's heart sank, "Your Majesty, our two grandchildren are very normal, a little like you."
"Like me?" He seemed confused, thinking of the baby born to the imperial concubine in his mind, and his heart was frightened. The frightened pain was like an electric discharge, quickly spreading throughout his body, and he had goosebumps.
He laughed, with a sad and angry laugh, as if crying, "Like me? Like me? But my child is a monster. Is God blaming me? Queen, what do you think I did wrong? Why does God want to Punishing me like this? Is it because I'm practicing tyranny? Is it because I'm not considerate of the people's sentiments? Is it because I'm being hegemonic? Or is it because I'm forcing people to suffer misery?"
The Queen knelt down. She really didn't understand why the child born to the Crown Princess was normal, but it touched his heart so much.
"Your Majesty, don't think so. None of this has anything to do with you. It is the child that the imperial concubine forcibly wanted. It should not have existed in the first place. It was the imperial concubine who wanted to keep her favor..."
"She doesn't have me in her heart at all, how can she think about Gu Chong?"
The emperor suddenly let out a roar, swept the imperial desk, and everything fell to the ground with a bang. He slapped the table with both hands, and the veins on his face were prominent, "What she was thinking about was that dead ghost. She was also thinking about it when she accepted the favor all these years." That damn ghost."
The queen had never seen him lose control like this before. She turned pale with fright and said sadly: "Your Majesty, how many empresses in the harem have you in their hearts? Are they looking forward to you? Why did you torture yourself for a dead person? It's not worth it. .”
The emperor stared at her, "What about the queen herself? Doesn't the queen have me in her heart?"
The queen's lips trembled. The emperor never asked or cared about this. Over the years, she had been convincing herself that she could just do her job well and not force anything else.
From the moment the imperial concubine entered the palace, she knew that the king was unattainable.
So for more than ten years, she practiced forgetting love and abandoning love.
However, looking at the wounded emperor now like a beast, she felt very painful in her heart. Who would have known how much that seventeen-year-old girl loved her husband when they got married, and how much she longed for the fingertips wrapped around her? The warmth.
"The queen doesn't love me either, right?" The emperor's voice became cold.
"No!" The queen's eyes suddenly became hot, as if she was talking in a dream, "Your Majesty, I have always loved you deeply, and I can never let go of you. How many nights have I leaned against the door and looked forward to seeing you passing by the imperial concubine's palace? You might as well take a look from a distance."
The emperor looked at her, as if he had received a little comfort, but then he smiled coldly and said: "But, Queen, I have never loved you."
His smile was so weird, even with a hint of revenge.
His grief was not caused by the woman in front of him, but she was the best venting bag and she should bear all his misfortunes.
