"But last year, after I returned from attending the birthday banquet of Emperor Xiyu, the plaque of Qinxue Palace was removed, the palace was empty, and the imperial sister disappeared.
"No one in the palace acknowledged the existence of the imperial sister. My father also treated me like a three-year-old child. I searched frantically for the clothes Xue Ye wore and the gifts I gave him on the table.
, all disappeared.”
Hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed across Chu Jiaoli's eyes, and she said, "Disappeared...disappeared?"
Beigong Tengxiao sighed sadly and said: "Three months later, the old nun in the palace secretly told me that the emperor's sister has become more and more graceful in recent years, and that the father and the emperor have been pregnant for a long time because they are not related by blood.
Because of this, the imperial sister did not dare to resist, and she did not dare to tell this matter to me. She always looks optimistic, but who would have thought that she would... live such an unbearable life..."
As he finished speaking, Beigong Tengxiao's heart ached, and there was a look of shame in his eyes, and he said: "I don't care enough about her. I don't know anything about this two-year-long misfortune..."
Chu Jiaoli's eyes were shocked. Bei Gonglie had actually done such a nasty thing to her adopted daughter! The awe she had for him in her previous life was gone in an instant. She frowned slightly in discomfort, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes.
.
She pursed her lips and said, "Then... Princess Xueye, why did she disappear for no reason?"
"The old mama said that the emperor's sister accidentally became pregnant. When she found out about it, she went crazy and wanted to assassinate her father. My father had learned martial arts and was agile, so the assassination failed. He thought that she was emotionally unstable and did not punish her.
, but she still held the dagger and wiped her neck, committing suicide.
"As the king of a country, how can I admit that I left such a stain? With just a wave of my hand, I got rid of all the evidence of the emperor's sister's existence."
Chu Jiaoli slowly lowered her head and said: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I shouldn't have told you such stupid things as the Emperor always respects my slaves..."
"It's good that you know now." Beigong Tengxiao's tone was a little reproachful. He pulled her into his arms, caressed her thin back, pressed against her face, and whispered in her ear in a slightly low voice.
He said, "Li'er, you are the woman I love most in my heart. I will not allow you to come into contact with my father and suffer any harm." He raised his hand and stroked her smooth black hair, his tone of voice filled with dismay.
The deterrence of resistance, Shen Yin said, "I will never allow you to get close to him again."
Chu Jiaoli grabbed his robe slightly nervously and responded obediently: "Yes."
Upon hearing her submissive words, Bei Gong Tengxiao gently raised the corners of his lips and kissed her cheek gently.
He was so loving and gentle because she was hurt in the previous life, lest she remember the unpleasant experience. But is this irresistible possessiveness now his true nature behind the forbearance?
No matter what he looked like, he still loved her as before. She liked his straightforwardness, and she was apprehensive of his tyranny. No matter what, in this life, she didn't want him to hide anything from her.
Imperial Palace, Qingxin Palace.
Bei Gonglie sat on the dragon chair and drank wine.
He looked at the eight stunning dancers in front of him and felt distraught.
After seeing Chu Jiaoli's dance steps, it was difficult for him to fall in love with any dancing girl.
But fate is always so unpredictable. If she were his concubine, he would definitely treat her better than Concubine Ling!
He raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and then swept away the things on the table. With a loud "crackling" sound, the dancers were so frightened that they all knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, calm down!"
Bei Gonglie roared: "Get everyone out of here!"
"Yes!" The dancers stood up immediately, picked up their skirts and ran out of the door.
Bei Gonglie stood up, lifted the table with all his strength, and roared: "Treason! How could I have given birth to a traitor like you! Xi Gong Qinyang, is this the retribution you left me?!"
After venting for a while, he frowned in discomfort, leaned on the dragon chair, looked up at the eaves, his thoughts drifting away.
Knowing that the woman was no longer perfect, what reason did he have to keep thinking about her?
But why does her appearance still appear frequently in my mind...
If it were any other woman who betrayed him like this, she would definitely be stabbed to death by his sword, but he didn't do that, and he didn't even say a harsh word to her.
Maybe he has softened his heart, that face... always reminds him of that woman, the scar in his heart...
His eyes were distracted and he sighed helplessly.
Half an hour later.
The little Lanzi outside the door lowered his head and walked in, cautiously saying: "Your Majesty, I would like to see you, a gentle man..."
Bei Gonglie raised his eyebrows slightly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Let her come in."
"yes."
As Xiaolanzi walked out of the door, a beautiful woman in blue clothes stepped in with her skirt in hand, and the maid behind her was holding a bowl of sweet soup.
When Wen Liangren slowly walked to Bei Gonglie, he picked up the sweet soup from behind and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry anymore, just have a bowl of sweet soup."
Hearing this, Bei Gonglie closed his eyes and nodded lightly, saying: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Liang sat down next to Bei Gonglie, twisted the white jade spoon, and slowly fed the sweet soup into his mouth.
Tasting the sweetness, Bei Gonglie's irritable arrogance also disappeared a lot. He looked at the skillful and gentle Wen Liangren and said: "Wen Liangren, I have neglected you in recent days."
Hearing this, Wen Liangren showed a faint smile and said: "With the emperor's words, I am satisfied." Seeing Bei Gonglie's still worried look, she said, "Miss Jiaoli may just have no chance to meet the emperor. The emperor...
…I think I felt relieved earlier.”
Bei Gonglie slowly relaxed his eyebrows, and his voice was vicissitudes of life and sadness: "That's it...that's all..."
Xianghou Mansion.
Listening to the servant coming to report, Xiang Qanting frowned: "What? The emperor has not dealt with this matter?"
The servant nodded and said: "That's what the palace official said. After the emperor returned to the palace, he just threw a few things, closed the door and went to sleep."
Xiang Qanting narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "That girl is so capable." He stood up and paced back and forth irritably. After a while, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples and said, "Don't let the eldest lady know about this.
Know."
The servant bowed his head and responded: "Yes."
Five days later, morning.
A gorgeous carriage slowly parked in front of Prince Qi's residence. Seeing the people in the carriage getting out, the man in black robe standing at the door said with a faint smile: "His Royal Highness is blessed, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Beigong Tengxiao was dressed in a black python robe and looked high-spirited. He turned around and raised his hand towards the car, holding a piece of his slender hand, and helped the slim girl in green out of the car.
Chu Jiaoxing, who was beside Beigong Qianqiu, looked at the gentle and considerate Beigong Tengxiao, and couldn't help but sigh softly and muttered: "Why is the gap between this master and his master so big? Look at the prince, he is so magnanimous.
, personable, and truly the slave’s first choice master!”
