The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chongqing saw her flipping through it, but he didn't like it. "All the latest ones are here, but there are only some flowers and plants after flipping through them. There is a special one, but it looked weird, so I didn't take it over."

Zhe Sang stacked up the books, "The patterns are good, but I want to make something special. Take a look at what you have. Maybe you can find a hidden gem."

Chongqing asked people to move two boxes over directly.

Zhe Sang looked through the boxes one by one, but he was still not satisfied.

Seeing this posture, Shui Bo said, "Master, why don't you draw one yourself to make it faster?"

Zhe Sang didn't even raise his head, "My paintings are shameful. If I embroider them, I'd be embarrassed."

Just as he was talking, a painting came into view, and he stopped turning the page, "This looks good."

Chongqing looked over and took a look, smacking his tongue, "Why don't you take a look again?"

Shui Po also put down the book in his hand and stepped forward.

Meeting the eyes of Chongqing and Zhesang, Shui Bo laughed, "Well, the Prime Minister should like it."

Anyway, as long as it is the master's handiwork, the prime minister will definitely like it.

*
Royal Palace——

The dark night seemed to have no end, the night wind howled, and the little eunuch watching the night tightened his neck, wishing he could bury his head in his collar.

It looked like it was going to rain. He prayed secretly in his heart, hold on, he would change the guard in another half an hour. Wait until he lay down in bed before getting out. He didn't want to become a drowned rat.

The wind at night is controlled by ghosts. It hits the doors and windows over and over again, as if it wants to rush into the temple, making a shrill sound through the gaps.

In the hall, the night lights flickered on and off, and the rich soothing incense covered up the wind and rain outside.

Da da
The familiar footsteps are getting closer and closer, gradually becoming clearer in the silent room.

The faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and he pretended that nothing happened, maintaining the appearance of sleeping.

This time, he wouldn't let her slip away.

She seemed to have walked to the bed and sat down.
The slightly cool fingertips traced his cheek bit by bit, from forehead to brow bone, eye sockets, bridge of nose, and lips again and again, lingering, so affectionate, so nostalgic.

Even with his eyes closed, he could still see those eyes, gentle almond-shaped eyes with languid eyes, silently staring at him thousands of times.

And the slightly frowning brow seemed to be a silent accusation of his indifference, the sorrow of endless waiting.

Human beings have a natural ability to perceive emotions. Even if she doesn't say it, he knows her waiting and expectations.

Yes, he knows. Although he chose to ignore it.

He almost deceived himself.

Suddenly, the woman sighed quietly, as sad and resentful as the night wind.

The finger resting on the lips is about to leave——

His slender wrist was suddenly strangled, and he opened his eyes suddenly and asked, "Why are you leaving?"

She struggled in confusion, turning her face away, not daring to respond to his gaze.

He sat up, grabbed her chin with his other hand, and forced her to face him.

Little by little, the beautiful face became clearer, just like what he thought in his mind.

Those eyes exuded affection and sadness.

He stared closely, "Why, why, do you want to leave?"

She didn't answer, but shed two lines of tears.

"Zhesang, tell me, okay?"

The voice became soft-hearted and gentle.

"I'm sorry," the red lips quivered, "I, I did something sorry for you and I don't have the face to see you."

"sorry"

She kept repeating, and the tears flowed more and more, like endless shame and regret.

He suddenly remembered that she had betrayed him!
"You are sorry for me! Why did you do this!"

"Why!"

"I was forced to have so many women in the harem, and they wanted to harm me! They were jealous that I was the queen."

"I never thought about betraying you. How could I betray you? Husband."

"Have you forgotten how we came here with support?" (End of Chapter)