Lan Liuqing didn't know how she returned to the vestibule, and after listening to the queen's words, she felt both surprised and seemed to be expected.

She sat there, a chill welling up in her heart, it was only autumn, but she felt that it was already the middle of winter. The chill came out of her heart, soaked into her limbs, and she seemed to be sitting on the grassland in the suburbs, and the barren land in front of her.

She knew that at the beginning, the queen wanted to kill her, afraid that she would threaten her throne, especially when she was pregnant, the queen's panic was uneasy, even she could see it, fortunately she was in the vestibule, and the queen's power could not penetrate in, otherwise it was really difficult to say whether the little prince could give birth.

She gave birth to a son, and when the moon was full, the emperor made an exception to crown the little prince as a prince, although this reflects the importance of the little prince in the emperor's heart, but it also indirectly means that the little prince and the throne have no chance, according to the rules of Munda, the prince who is crowned the king loses the right to inherit.

Since then, the queen has never troubled her again, and seems to have accepted her existence, one in the harem and the other in the vestibule, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and there is nothing to do. So the queen will kill Delmar, and it won't do her any good.

But why did the emperor kill Dema? She held her cheeks, frowned, and turned a cup in her hand, thinking bitterly.

Come to think of it, it was probably Delmar who made him know about leaving a mark on the stone wall, but so what? Delma didn't know anything, although Delmar hinted to her that she could do anything for her, but she was unwilling to tell Delmar the truth, she was bent on thinking that Delma might be able to save her life if she didn't know, but unfortunately she thought wrong, and she couldn't keep it, just like she couldn't keep her stupid sister.

It turned out that no matter what she did, he didn't let down his guard against her, he never believed her!

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, she should have understood a long time ago that the love of the heavenly family was fragile, and those warm times that seemed to be quiet and good were all flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

In fact, what she knew early on, it was only that in the long days, she was unconsciously bewitched, and wanted to believe that it was true: the tenderness with which he treated her, the smile on the corner of his mouth, his caresse, his burning gaze on the bed......

She felt a little humiliated, but at the same time there was a hint of indescribable relief, and she knew that it was time to let go of everything.

She no longer went to trouble the queen, nor did she ask the emperor to abolish the crown prince, but she couldn't lift her spirits and still didn't have a good face for the emperor.

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The sky is very high and blue, the little prince Kun Qinghua pointed to the sky, and said vaguely, "Mother, bird." ”

Lan Liuqing looked up, her bird came again, and in the afterglow, on the steps in the distance, Yang Qi stood there, seemingly looking at the little bird hovering in mid-air.

She whistled with a cold face, and the bird flew down and landed on her arm.

The little prince reached out and touched the bird's head, "Mother, is it before, that one?" ”

She gently stroked the bird's feathers, quickly pinched the small bamboo tube from the bird's feet, and whispered, "No, it's just Delmar's change." ”

The little prince immediately became interested, tilted his head and looked around, "Mother, Delma is gone, it has become, a bird." ”

"yes, it will come to see you from time to time."

"Then call it, Delmar."

"Okay, let's call it Delmar."

The little prince nodded the bird's head with his chubby little hand, "Delma, Delma, Delma." ”

Lan Liuqing's nose was sour, and he looked up at the sky.

Yang Qi walked into the imperial study, "Your Majesty." ”

The Emperor looked up from the fold room, "What's the matter?" ”

"Another identical bird has flown in, isn't it ......?"

The emperor put down his pen and walked to the window, in the distance, Lan Liuqing bent over, a little bird stopped on his arm, Kun Qinghua held his head high, touched the bird from time to time, and said something to her with a smile.

She didn't avoid people like this, maybe there was nothing wrong with the bird, it was he who made a big fuss.

He said, "Ignore it. ”

Yang Qi was a little worried, "But in case ......"

The emperor waved his hand, "She's been in a bad mood lately, keep that bird for her to play, even if there is any case, someone can break into the palace and take her away?" Are your people a dry eater? ”

Yang Qi, "...... Yes, the minister knows. He arched his hand and withdrew.

The emperor held his hands behind him, looked at their mother and son from afar for a long time, and sighed silently in his heart, she has become more and more silent recently, and she has become more and more petty, almost unwilling to talk to him, and seems to have transferred all her hatred for the queen to him.

Lan Liuqing returned to the house, looked at the words on the note, and only after half ringing, did he put the note on the candle and lit it, threw it into the copper furnace, and watched it turn to ashes.

At night, the emperor tentatively reached out to hug her, and Lan Liuqing shook her off in disgust.

The emperor has been patiently accompanying him for many days, but the fire in his heart has long been unable to suppress, and his face sank, "Do you know, with your one blow, I can make people cut off your head." ”

Lan Liuqing held his head high and looked at him coldly, "Your Majesty can cut it if you want to, as long as you are willing." ”

The emperor was so disgusted that he couldn't speak, of course he was reluctant, it was because he was reluctant that she was so presumptuous. But he was a man, a man of supreme power, and his pride did not allow him to give in forever.

A fire ignited in his eyes, pressing on her, headless and brainless, Lan Liuqing was blown up by this stormy kiss, and kicked it hard, the emperor lowered his voice and shouted, bowed down and got off her, his face was terrifyingly blue, and he raised his hand very quickly.

Lan Liuqing stared at him fearlessly, not knowing what kind of psychology he was expecting that the slap would fall and hit her hard in the face, so as to wipe out the love between them.

The big hand froze in mid-air, not moving for a long time, only the sound of rapid breathing was heard.

After a moment of silent confrontation, the queen turned over and got out of bed, put on her clothes and left.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, Lan Liuqing exhaled hard, as if he had collapsed, indescribably tired.

The emperor held back the fire in his heart, refused to let people follow, walked aimlessly in the dark palace alone, the night wind was very cold, but could not extinguish the fire in his heart, and when he stopped, he found himself standing in front of a palace, and recognized the words on the plaque by the moonlight, and then he knew that he had arrived at Concubine Rong's palace.

This is a woman who has been forgotten by him for a long time, and he has been favored by him for a while, Concubine Rong is gentle and considerate, understanding, and the biggest difference with other women is that she doesn't talk much, and she never fights for herself, because of this, he has a good impression of her.

He stood at the door and thought angrily, Lan Liuqing didn't want to see him, but more women treated him. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped inside.