Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 241 Resentment
After hearing her explanation, the emperor was noncommittal, but said indifferently: "In short, the daughter's family should cherish their reputation."

"Yes, my son knows!" Qinghe replied, subconsciously glanced at Concubine Yun who was sitting beside her out of the corner of her eyes, Concubine Yun didn't look at the emperor, she just lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qinghe suddenly understood that Concubine Yun was not as calm as she said, maybe she didn't let go, but because of disappointment, she forced herself to let go.

If you are forced, you will not take the initiative to find him, but when he comes, you can meet him, and you don't want to miss it.

After the emperor sat down, he looked up and looked around, "It's a bit cold in your palace, why don't you light a fire?"

Qinghe said: "I just drank two glasses of wine and felt warm, but my father is cold? My son ordered someone to bring a charcoal stove and come in!"

"No need!" The emperor closed his eyes, "It's better to be colder, so that your mind can be clearer."

Qinghe looked at him, sat down slowly, "Father, is there something on your mind?"

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Qinghe's face like lightning, "What do you mean?"

The voice seemed to mean that Qing He was troubled.

Qinghe said in a soft voice: "Your minister sees your father's tired expression, must you be tired? How about, my son cooks a pot of wine for my father, and my father drinks a glass of wine and then goes back to have a good rest?"

"Expelling people out?" the emperor said indifferently.

Qinghe smiled, "What did the father say? My son is feeling sorry for his father's body, and I really want my father to come. It's best to go to my son when he has time."

The emperor was amused by her tone, and stared at her quietly, with a layer of guilt slowly covering his face, "Yi'er, have you ever blamed your father?"

Qinghe was stunned, "Why did the father ask such a question? How could the son blame the father?"

The emperor sighed, "All these years, my father has cared too little for you. Compared with Xiaoru and Xinglan, you don't live like a princess."

Qinghe laughed, "Father, does the emperor say that the minister is not full enough to eat and not warm enough?"

"No, if you don't have enough food and clothing to stay warm in this palace, then the emperor is really guilty, but..." Seeing her smiling very optimistically, the emperor waved his hand, "That's all, you understand in your heart. "

Qinghe restrained his expression, stared at the emperor, and said softly: "Father, people don't need much in this world, and my son is already much better than ordinary people. The past 16 years have not been wronged. Like my minister, Pingshun still felt wronged all his life because he pursued too much in his heart and couldn't get it, so he felt that God and the people around him had treated him badly."

The emperor was slightly moved, "You know how to think like this, my father is very pleased."

Qinghe ordered Cailing and Xiaozhu to come in and remove all the things, and then said to Cailing, "Cailing, warm up a pot of wine and give father a drink."

"Warming wine or boiling wine?" Cai Ling asked.

"Just warm the wine!" Qing He said.

"Yes!" Cai Ling went down.

Qinghe stood up, helped the emperor to lie on the imperial concubine's couch, and then circled around his head, massaged his temples and circled around his eyes.

"National affairs are heavy, and you have to take care of your own body." Qinghe blamed him slightly.

The emperor closed his eyes and sighed softly, barely audible, but Qinghe still felt his sadness.

She looked at Concubine Yun, who was also looking in her direction, without any emotion on her face.

"Yi'er!" The emperor suddenly called out to her.

"Yes!" Qinghe responded hastily.

"Concubine Yun was on your body that day, did you feel it?" the emperor asked.

Qinghe hesitated for a moment, "Induction? I don't know what the father is referring to?"

The emperor didn't make a sound, and after a long time, he waved his hand, "It's all right, I didn't even know if I asked you."

Concubine Yun stood up, walked to Qinghe, walked around to the side of the emperor, sat down slowly, and said softly: "Your father had migraines before, his face was blue and black, and he kept frowning, I'm afraid it might be a headache. It's happening."

Qinghe nodded, but did not make a sound.

Concubine Yun stretched out her hand and put it gently in his palm, the emperor was shocked suddenly, sat up suddenly and looked around, his expression changed drastically.

Qing He hurriedly asked: "Father, what's wrong?"

The emperor looked around, his eyes gradually dimmed, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Concubine Yun smiled sadly, "I used to like to put my hands in his palms like this the most, and let him lead me along the path of the imperial garden, the Chaoshou veranda, and by the lake. He led me through many winds and rains. I thought , The only thing that can separate me and him in this life is death, now that I think about it, I just feel how naive I was."

Qinghe felt desolate, why hadn't she ever had this thought?When she married Yuan Su, she also thought that they would be together forever.

A woman who falls in love has an IQ of zero and is blindly optimistic.

"I know he still loves me. I hate him not because he doesn't have deep affection, but because he doesn't trust me, and I also hate myself for being stubborn. If I had explained it to him at the beginning, we would sit down and talk about it. In between, it may not be as irreversible as it is now."

"But I'm young, I always think he should know my heart. I'm too confident and overestimate myself."

"Since that day, he galloped towards me on horseback, broke into my life unexpectedly, and I fell in love with him. I was a tomboy at that time, and I only knew how to be reckless. No matter the past life or the present life, I was so reckless. A man who got his love recklessly, married him recklessly, separated from him recklessly, died recklessly, and now recklessly speaks these words to you here."

She suddenly looked at Qinghe in despair, "I just don't know what to do."

She was reluctant to leave, she couldn't do without, she didn't know what to do.

For so many years, living alone in the cold palace could calm her down, but now that she came out and touched the old people and past events, her heart became more and more confused.

Listening to her monologue, Qinghe couldn't respond to a word, but his heart was so sad that he couldn't help but burst into tears.

For the two of them who were silent, even the air seemed to freeze.

But Qinghe soon discovered that it wasn't because of silence, the coldness came from Concubine Yun.

Her face gradually became transparent, full of sadness, and slowly turned into resentment, "I hate so much, who do I hate? Hate him? Hate Shang Guifei? Or hate myself? I know I shouldn't think like this, but, Qinghe , I can't control myself."

Qinghe didn't know why Concubine Yun's mood had changed so much. Before seeing her, she was very peaceful. Even when she found out that her father and brother had been killed, she tried her best to control her emotions, but now, she seemed to lose control.

Thinking of Chu Jinyu's exhortation, Qinghe's heart was full of anxiety, but she couldn't speak out to persuade the emperor here.

"Qi Zhurong and Shang Gui concubine wanted to harm my family because of me. My mother persuaded me to be cautious, but I insisted on marrying in. I was such a reckless person that I didn't expect the consequences of marrying him. I killed my family!"

As she spoke, she shed tears of sadness, and the flames in her eyes gradually filled.

(End of this chapter)