My old husband who can read minds

After Qin He left, Emperor Qianyuan invited the queen to the imperial study.

"The queen is here, sit down."

Emperor Qianyuan pointed at a chair in the palace at random, with no emotion or anger on his face.

"I wonder why your Majesty summoned my concubine here?"

Empress Song was a little unsure of the emperor's thoughts and asked quite uneasily.

"Zhong Ning came here just now and handed me a memorial. The Queen should also open it and take a look."

The emperor's face was calm, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Your Majesty, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. This is inconsistent with etiquette. I dare not violate the ancestral precepts."

Empress Song politely refused, her heart pounding even more.

Qin He was the main force who was ordered to investigate the "Shuiyue An Murder Case". Since he has been here, it means that the case has made progress, and His Majesty insisted on letting him check it, which means that the contents of the memorial are likely to be related to Song Yunjin, and even to Song Yunjin. The Song family is at a disadvantage.

"I'll let you read it as long as you want. If you're verbose, tell me what you think after reading it."

Emperor Qianyuan said in a deep voice and threw the memorial in his hand into the empress's arms.

The force was a bit strong, and the queen was hit in the lower abdomen. She couldn't help but groan in pain, but she didn't dare to show it. She honestly picked up the memorial in her arms, which was as thick as a book, and read every word carefully.

While Empress Song was reading the memorials, Emperor Qianyuan was not idle either and continued to review other memorials.

The huge imperial study room was as quiet as a servant for a while, and you could hear a needle drop.

Half an hour later, Emperor Qianyuan on the dragon chair became more and more calm and relaxed, while Empress Song, who was holding Qin He's letter and memorial in her hand, was sweating like a waterfall on her back, and her knuckles that were clenched were turning blue and white from excessive exertion.

But the queen's always graceful and elegant face now became as pale as paper, without any color.

"Have you read it, Queen? Tell me after you finish reading it, when did your Song family collude with the rebels? How? Because I have not made Prince Shen the crown prince for a long time, you, the Song family, can't wait to collude. The Qingtian Sect is the one who created me, right?"

Emperor Han Yuan's understatement frightened Empress Song so much that she knelt down on the ground with a thump and began to cry bitterly.

"Your Majesty, I have been wronged by the Song family. Those damn rebels killed Master Yihui in Shuiyue Temple. There is only a blood feud between me, the Song family and the Qingtian Sect, so how can I collude with the rebels?" explain?"

"Then Queen, please tell me, why did people from the Qingtian Sect go to Shuiyue Temple to kidnap Master Yihui?"

Emperor Qianyuan asked unhurriedly, his expression showing neither joy nor anger.

"This must be a deliberate alienation plan set up by the rebels. They want to use Yihui's status as Master Tai to drive a wedge between Your Majesty and the Song family. Your Majesty is wise and must not fall into the rebels' plot."

Queen Song tried her best to defend her, her mouth was dry with anxiety.

Emperor Qianyuan smiled coldly and snorted, "Does the Queen really think that Master Yihui has been killed?"

"Of course!" Queen Song said categorically, with a ruthless look in her eyes, "Master Yihui has been buried in the sea of ​​fire, and her body has not been left. After the funeral, the Song family has also deleted her name from the genealogy. There is no longer a great Song family member in the world. Miss." "As the saying goes, if you want to die, you must see the corpse. I and Master Yihui can be considered husband and wife. It is a pity that we could not meet her before her death. I wonder if the empress and the Song family can reconcile my relationship. Regret?"

Seeing the mocking smile on Emperor Qianyuan's face, Queen Song felt cold all over.

The emperor was forcing her and the Song family to clean up their family. As long as they brought Song Yunjin to the Holy See, it didn't matter whether they were dead or alive. Otherwise, the emperor would seize the matter and accuse the Song family of "rebellion."

Empress Song knew that she could not evade the matter, and she did not want to anger the emperor at the critical moment when her plan was about to come to fruition. All her previous efforts would be wasted, so she could only grit her teeth and agree to this "unreasonable" request.

Your Majesty is too cruel.

Not only was it necessary to completely eliminate Yun Jin's way of life, but it was also necessary to make the Song family fight among themselves, or even turn against each other.

At this moment, Queen Song also hated Song Yunjin in her heart.

If it weren't for this niece who was always causing trouble, why would my situation with the Song family always be so passive and difficult.

Seeing that Empress Song took on the important responsibilities so wisely, Emperor Qianyuan took a sip of tea happily.

"Then the Queen will have to worry about this matter. I am waiting for the Queen's good news."

Empress Song almost broke her silver teeth, but she could only force a smile: "It is truly an honor for me to share your worries with Your Majesty."

"I am very relieved that the Queen can think so."

Emperor Qianyuan stood up from the dragon chair, walked slowly to the queen who was kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his hand to help her up.

"Queen, we have been husband and wife for decades, and I want to hear the truth from you today. Is there any resentment in the queen's heart that I have never made Prince Shen, the legitimate prince, the crown prince?"

Hearing this, Queen Song's legs softened and she knelt back with a plop.

"If Your Majesty is asking me as husband and wife, then my wife will naturally have resentment in her heart. Since ancient times, the family business has been passed down to direct descendants rather than concubines. It is human nature for me to feel unfair for my children."

Empress Song burst into tears and said again: "But if Your Majesty is questioning the concubine as the king of a country, then as ministers, the concubine and King Shen should obey the holy orders and dare not violate it. The position of the crown prince is related to the foundation of the country. Your Majesty, you have your own considerations, which are beyond the scope of my concubine, a housewife."

At this point, the queen begged bitterly: "I just hope that your majesty can treat everyone equally and give King Shen an equal opportunity to compete for the throne. If he is really unworthy of his position, I will persuade him to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy. Don't hold any more thoughts." Delusion."

Emperor Qianyuan was silent for a moment, then said with a complex look on his face: "You dare to say it, aren't you afraid that I will blame you?"

Empress Song wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled bitterly, "These are my true words. In fact, I have wanted to tell your Majesty for a long time, but I just haven't dared to do so. Today, I have risked my life. If Your Majesty wants to blame me, I will I am also willing to accept the punishment.”

"Okay, as long as you, the Song family, act loyally for me, I will carefully consider what you say."

Emperor Qianyuan said casually and ordered the queen to be sent back to Fengyi Palace.

After leaving the imperial study, the tears on Queen Song's face were quickly dried by the cold wind, and the tenderness in her eyes had long been replaced by coldness, as cold as her heart. (End of chapter)