The wicked imperial concubine is courting death again; the comments section teaches her how to win w

Listening to his wife's intermittent words, Qi Wenyuan remained silent for a long time.

His wife came from a military family and had a fiery temper. She was not the kind of person who was "gentle and considerate". She would discipline their sons because they couldn't understand human language.

They forgot that daughters are more sensitive and less prone to being molded or manipulated than sons.

Some things they considered insignificant were a thorn in her heart, once it was in, it could not be pulled out.

What's done is done, and trying to mend things is futile; the cracks are hidden beneath Tang'er's smiling mask...

She is no longer willing to tell her family the truth.

Even when she went missing and was in critical condition, her closest family members were the last to know.

It was his dereliction of duty; he failed as a father.

……

That night, the couple barely slept. In the palace, Qi Yitang also didn't sleep well.

During the day, she took the opportunity to sneak back to Yaotang Palace, thinking that someone would sneak up through the window at night as before.

The result—Xie Ling didn't come!

What exactly does he mean?!

If ignoring her doesn't work, then just ignore her. What's the plan now? Are you going to give her the silent treatment?

Harboring resentment, Qi Yitang kicked the blankets into a mess, and feeling the cold, she wrapped herself up like a silkworm cocoon.

So be it, she's not going to back down to him.

It was his fault to begin with!

The golden comments stood out especially at night: "[Don't be so fussy, you two! Life is already tough enough; we're counting on seeing your sweet romance.]"

[Seriously, why is the female supporting character so angry? Didn't she bring it on herself by running away and getting tied up?]

[Exactly! The villain has already done enough—favored her exclusively for years, dismissed the harem, and made her empress… What more could the female supporting character possibly want? What has she ever done for the villain?]

[666, you're into men again. Is this really something to talk about? Imprisonment is wrong. If you like men so much, I hope you all meet a psychopathic control freak.]

[Please don't fight, everyone.]

It's normal for couples to have minor disagreements; there's no need to make a big deal out of it.

The comments section hadn't been this lively in a long time, and Qi Yitang's mind was in a mess.

She knew Xie Ling was worried and afraid that something would happen to her, but he could have communicated in a normal way instead of using such a harsh attitude and just locking her up.

Who spoils him?

Anyway, she's been spoiled since she was little, and others have always indulged her. Qi Yitang will never indulge anyone.

Too lazy to read the comments, Qi Yitang simply pulled the blanket up and covered her head.

If Xie Ling comes to apologize to her tomorrow, she will definitely not forgive him so easily.

But what if he doesn't come tomorrow...?

Smelly Xie Ling, rotten Xie Ling!

Qi Yitang pouted, her nose stung with tears, and two drops slid down her cheeks.

Just as she wiped her tears on the pillow, the blanket was suddenly pulled down by a hand, and the person who came in sighed softly.

"Can you sleep comfortably with your head covered?"

Qi Yitang paused for a moment, then quickly turned her face away. "What are you doing here!"

Xie Ling: "Come and coax your wife... If you don't come soon, you might not even have a place to sleep on the floor anymore."

The lights were turned off, and the hall was pitch black.

"Do you think I'm that easy to appease? I'm still very angry!"

Qi Yitang forced a smile, still stubbornly insisting, "I did not choose His Majesty's consort tonight, Your Majesty, please leave."

Despite being told to leave, Xie Ling did not move.

Qi Yitang sat up abruptly and reached out to push him, wanting him to get lost quickly—but when she reached out, what she touched was not clothing, but a firm and fleshy… chest.

"?!"

Qi Yitang subconsciously touched it; the touch was incredibly familiar.

She was startled. "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

What is the king of a country doing coming to her bedchamber in the dead of night, in the freezing cold, without even putting on his clothes?

The candles were relit, and the hall was illuminated.

The comments were blocked. Qi Yitang looked over and the candlelight flickered. Xie Ling was not only naked on top, but also only wearing a thin pair of underpants on the bottom. His strong upper body was bare, and he was holding a rattan cane in his hand.

Qi Yitang was stunned. "What are you doing?"

Xie Ling handed her the rattan cane, saying, "I have come here specifically to apologize to you."

Qi Yitang snatched the rattan cane away, saying, "Don't think I won't hit you just because you're the emperor! You locked me up for a whole month. Tell me, is that something a normal person would do?"

Because of his own fear and helplessness, he imprisoned his lover without explanation. This is definitely not something a normal person would do.

Of course, Xie Ling is not a normal person at all.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Xie Ling's voice was low and soft, "Tangtang, I know I'm wrong, but do you know how much I regretted it the moment I heard you were missing..."

"I regret letting you leave the palace, and I regret not staying with you. You still have parents and brothers, but I only have you left. If anything happens to you..."

Xie Ling lowered his eyes. "When I was young, I thought that once I sat on the throne, I could protect the people I loved. But in the end, I found that... in some situations, even the emperor is powerless to help."

Qi Yitang's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Thinking of how he vomited blood but still forced himself to search for her, and how he stayed up all night watching over her, my heart aches.

That tiny bit of resentment melted away like ice cubes soaked in warm water, ring by ring.

"Yanzhi, actually I..."

"No matter what, it was my fault," Xie Ling's voice was hoarse, "I shouldn't have made you sad under the guise of protecting you..."

"I apologize, let's not fight anymore, okay?"

For Xie Ling, the late emperor was a good father who taught him the essentials of governing the people and the art of being an emperor, but his father was not his father and would never discuss such matters of personal feelings with his son.

His father had countless women in his harem, each of whom he favored, yet each was dispensable to him.

He didn't understand what it meant to be "indispensable to her," and even thought it was a weakness, an unacceptable flaw.

He was reprimanded for this several times.

Once, when Tangtang and Xie Jingyu were deeply in love, the Emperor considered simply bestowing a marriage upon them to put an end to his hopes. In the end, when all else failed and fearing that he might do something absurd like "a brother stealing his brother's wife," the Emperor reluctantly compromised.

He said he could do whatever he wanted, but he couldn't harm his brothers because of it.

Xie Ling fulfilled all the other requests, but he couldn't do this one thing.

Xie Jingyu was a thorn in his side, and as long as he lived, he would feel itchy all over.

No one taught Xie Ling how to love someone; he could only clumsily explore in his own way—hiding her away for fear of her getting hurt; locking the door for fear of her leaving.

In the end, it still made her unhappy.

If it weren't for Princess Anning's words, Xie Ling would most likely have gone down a dark path and kept her locked up until he felt "safe".