Chu Liu's expression remained unchanged, and he took Concubine Lan's hand seemingly casually and squeezed it gently, "You are the only one in my heart."

"It's best not to let me see anything, otherwise I won't be able to spare you." The voice disappeared in the ambiguous whisper, and Lian Qing hid on the beam of the corridor and heard everything clearly.

Chu Liu's affair with his stepmother was really a trick for the old emperor. It was interesting, but this Concubine Lan was not a good person. Chu Liu would definitely not be able to get the emperor's position, so it should be fun then.

A woman flashed in her mind, and she smiled, "Lian Rou, if I can, I will protect you from death."

The girl Xing'er walked away slowly at this moment.[

At this time, there was strife in the palace, and some things were probably done.

She wandered around the Zhengde Hall for a few times and finally came back. Before leaving, the eunuch was still threatening her, but who was there at the moment? She pulled the handkerchief in her hand, with a smile on her lips, and strode into the Zhengde Hall.

The hall is still splendid, with jade-faced gilt tea cups and long green vines floating in the air.

Her entry brought in a wisp of air and a slight cool breath.

Although it is autumn but not winter, the wind is getting cooler.

Under the bed, there were two low chairs, with two people sitting on them. Undoubtedly, one of the two people was Chu Li and the other Chu Jingtian.

Chu Jingtian was dressed in ice blue fine brocade, with snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns. There was a vague laziness around him, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and his posture was as elegant as if she had never known him before.

There he was, smiling but not smiling.

Chu Li was still wearing the same indigo court uniform, which looked much more formal compared to Chu Jingtian. Looking against the light, there was an indistinct emotion in those peach blossom eyes.

Chu Li seems to be a casual person, but in fact he is ruthless.

It was impossible to go out, and she had no intention of going out, so she simply walked over in small steps.

Chu Jingtian didn't turn her head, and she didn't even move her peripheral vision. She smiled slightly and glanced at the emperor who was already looking bad on the bed. She didn't know whether she was happy or angry. Even the person next to her pillow was plotting against him like this. In this life,

Is he as glorious as he seems on the surface? Probably not. In this life, he should be plotted against by others more than others.

Perhaps he didn't know why she was smiling like that, so Chu Jingtian turned his head. She looked like this, which made her feel a little dazed.

"Why are you laughing like that?" A thin voice came out coolly through his slightly parted lips.

"Don't you think? You probably have never thought the way I do." Yingzhuang's lips were thin and colorless. She just smiled, but said nothing more. What about the emperor? Is he really the same in this life? Power.

No matter how high you are, no matter how unrivaled you are, what can you do? It’s not like you’re getting old, it’s not like being calculated in your twilight years, there’s no such thing as long live long live, long live long live, everything is just what the world thinks about.

Isn’t the person in front of me just an example?

However, one fell to the left and the other to the right, forcing each other.

What can be done?

Give way, retire.

"Qing'er, sit next to me." He didn't know when he got up and took her in his arms.[

His embrace was warm, and she looked up at him. There was a hint of smile in his eyes, but they were still as unclear as a pool.

She seemed to have never looked through a pair of eyes. People say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, but she couldn't even tell. Did she see his heart again? Of course she couldn't, but she always felt that he was hers.

Because he dotes on you.
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