It was night, and the palace seemed to be locked in a layer of fog, shrouded in rows of white lanterns, making the light and shadow look miserable and messy.
Tonight, the emperor slept alone in his own palace. There was no one to attend his bed, and Lin Tianqi was also waiting by his side. The emperor was full of various emotions and seemed restless, so he was not allowed to leave the palace.
Lin Tianqi originally wanted to go out and discuss with the King of Jin, and use this perfect opportunity to force the emperor to depose the prince.
However, the emperor refused to allow him to leave the palace, so he had no choice but to accompany the saint and lie on the imperial concubine's chair in the palace, barely coping with it for one night.
Around midnight, the two of them were already asleep, and Eunuch Qing and the palace guards who were keeping watch also took a nap in the corridor.
Mist came in and locked the temple heavily.
A figure slowly entered the palace in the thick fog. She was wearing a black dress embroidered with green flowers, with a yellow chrysanthemum hairpin, and her skirt swept on the floor of the palace, making a rustling sound.
The strong sense of presence caused the sleeping emperor to suddenly open his eyes. The lights in the palace were dim, jumping uncertainly as the wind poured in. The light was like mottled water shadows, and everything in front of him was hazy.
When he found someone standing next to him, his face became angry and he took a closer look. She was trapped in the mist and light, so she couldn't see her true face, but she could vaguely tell that she was the queen.
My heart was gripped by fear, and I lost my voice, "Queen?"
"We are a husband and wife, and we want to say goodbye to the emperor." The voice seemed to come from a distance, making the emperor feel unreal, but the words were extremely clear.
"Lin Tianqi, Lin Tianqi..." The emperor shouted loudly, fear occupying the pores of his body.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to shout, and there is no need to be afraid. Since I can come, I will not be disturbed by anything."
The confusion was so heavy that the emperor couldn't see Lin Tianqi sleeping on the imperial concubine's chair. He could only see the clothes flying in front of him, which made him feel dizzy.
The emperor remembered that she was unwilling to fulfill him even before she died, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and his fear suddenly faded away, "What else do you want to tell me? As a married couple, you treat me like this when we are about to die. Do you deserve me? You must never be with me again." I don’t want to hear a word about my old love.”
He knew all the Queen's tricks, and they were nothing more than using old feelings to move people and telling her about her forbearance and hardships over the years. In the past, he would have been a little moved by this, but what she did now has proven that he is not the most important thing in her heart. people.
So, he didn't want to hear those words, it was disgusting.
The queen's voice suddenly turned cold, "Old love? What old relationship do you have with me? It's just a confusing matter, and I have to settle it, otherwise, I won't be willing to die."
The queen had never spoken to him in such a tone, and he couldn't help but get furious, "You want to settle a score with me? What score do you want to settle with me?"
"Calculate what you owe me." The queen's figure floated closer, her voice was cold and stern, "We have been married for more than twenty years. Because you dote on the imperial concubine, I will comfort the harem and take care of the internal affairs for you. As a The Queen lives less than a nobleman, kidnapping me all day long with the love of husband and wife. It is my fault that the noble concubine is having trouble, and it is also my fault that the ladies in the harem are having trouble. Everything I have done, you think it is right, it is me. Wife's responsibility, but what about you as a husband? What have you done? What have you done for me? Yes, you have made my son the prince, but isn't that your son? It is not your grace that you make him the prince. He has this ability and talent. He shoulders the responsibility of the country and serves the country and the people. You seem to be proud, but in fact you have a strong desire to control. You control me and the prince. If you are disobedient, you will fall out. Concubine, have you ever tried this? Why should we, mother and son, suffer this injustice?"
