Zixi looks very different tonight, as if she has been transformed into a completely different person.

What happened to her?

"I just said that I can't feel at ease." Zixi said lightly, with a little sadness in his voice. "I just had a nightmare and didn't dare to sleep, and I couldn't sleep anymore. I wanted the emperor to know about some things, but I don't know what to say."

Nightmare?

Nan Mohao's face was slightly tightened, and he unconsciously frowned: "His Majesty really had a nightmare?"

He thought it was just an excuse for her, but at this moment, he didn't seem to be lying.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Zixi smiled faintly, "Uncle, isn't I a failure in this emperor?"

Nan Mohao was slightly shocked and unconsciously clenched his hand, "Why did Your Majesty say this?"

Why do you say this?

Zixi closed her eyes and covered all the obscure emotions in her eyes. After a long time of silence, neither of them spoke again.

The hall was as quiet as snow, and the cold breath slowly spread.

The man who was thrown to the ground seemed to have been forgotten.

The coldness of early winter slowly penetrated into his body in his thin shirt, making his face turn blue and his lips tremble, but he couldn't speak to break the silence.

The young queen turned around and lay down halfway on the imperial concubine's couch, and her black satin-like hair flowed like a waterfall on her shoulders and backs.

Nan Mohao stood alone silently outside the pearl curtain, his back straightened, and he was as arrogant as an ancient sword that never bent.

It took me a long time before Zixi spoke again, his voice calm as snow: "Tomorrow, I want to leave Dongling in confinement and not come back until I take office after the New Year. Can the emperor guard the Dongling dynasty for the orphans?"

As soon as this said, a hint of surprise finally appeared on Nan Mohao's face that was always cold: "What did Your Majesty say?"

"Tomorrow morning, when the ministers are in court, I will leave the palace and leave Dongling." Zixi said lightly, "As for what is going on, the emperor does not need to ask. Just guard the country and handle the government with all his heart and responsibility."

After turning her head, she added slowly: "All people, as long as there is any inappropriate behavior, I will never interfere with the emperor's uncle - but the premise is that there must be real evidence and we cannot give the emperor's uncle the reputation of suppressing and accusing his colleagues."

Nan Mohao was really shocked.

He looked at the girl in front of him without a moment. He always felt that everything that happened tonight, including every word she said, made him feel unreal.

...Is it really a nightmare?

"I don't want the court to lose the imperial uncle." Zixi didn't care about Nan Mohao's inquiry gaze and spoke lightly, "I don't want to become a foolish monarch who is close to villains and far away from wise ministers."

Turning his eyes slightly, she said, "Does the emperor understand what I mean?"

Nan Mohao didn't understand.

He didn't understand why this 15-year-old Queen seemed to be unable to understand overnight?

And why did she appear in the prime minister's mansion so coincidental tonight?

Nan Mohao, who calmed down, also noticed a detail that had been neglected just now. When Zixi and Feng Weiyu met, they always had admiration and joyful eyes, and tonight...

Apart from stopping his killing of Feng Weiyu, he seemed to have no reluctance or gentle comfort.

"Uncle Emperor." Zixi said quietly, "You lock this person up and put the human skin mask on his face. Don't let him die. You can create an illusion to the outside world..."
Chapter completed!