A certain luster in Sima Duran's bright eyes was slowly passing away. Yi Huaiyu stared at her, and suddenly panicked in his heart.
It feels like something important is about to be lost.
"Maybe it was a mistake to follow you in the first place." Long after the fierce quarrel suddenly stopped, a sad smile bloomed on Sima Duran's lips, cold and desperate, "Yi Huaiyu, you can abandon me as you wish, no one will
Whoever you want to stop you from being crowned your queen, whoever you want to hold in your hands and protect is your freedom. I will offer you the position of queen with both hands."
There is nothing greater than grief. After experiencing many ups and downs, Sima Tulan finally lost the strength and hope to persevere.
Even if he loves her, that love is not as good as that for another woman; even if he has feelings for her, that heart will never be worth his world. In this case, it would be better to part ways, without missing each other, without resenting each other.
Yi Huaiyu was suddenly at a loss. When he finally grabbed a glimmer of reason and warned himself that if he continued like this, he would destroy something, Sima Tulan's decisive gaze stung him, and the newly revived reason was once again suppressed.
Extinguish it, turn it into a meaningless entanglement, embrace the person you don't want to lose, but the words are cruel to the bone.
"You are my wife and Queen Dayao. Even if you die, you will not change... You will always be mine alone."
But how had he ever truly cherished her?
Wife, queen, and only person, what are bound by so many heavy shackles are the lost youth, the lonely and unbearable winter spring nights, and the hypocritical pride that forces oneself not to be weak. Sima Duran doesn't know if his enlightenment will come.
It was too late, she only knew that if she didn't escape, she would not be the only one who would be destroyed.
So, when those hot lips pressed against her with mixed emotions, there was no flattery and submission, but only a moment of cruelty, and blood filled the lips and teeth.
"I'm not your plaything, you have no right to touch me."
The wound on his lip was not deep, but Yi Huaiyu felt that trace of pain extending to the bottom of his heart, burning and tearing, as if someone was constantly urging him in his ear, urging him to destroy and destroy.
, everything he cannot get and is not willing to lose.
The palm of his hand was raised high, and it stopped for a moment in the air. However, this brief stop was tightly grasped by Sima Tulan, and before Yi Huaiyu, who had a weird and contradictory expression, slapped him, he slapped him with his backhand.
Loud and crisp.
He is the king of a country, and the only person in the world who dares to slap him is Sima Duran.
Covering his cheek where the pain came from, Yi Huaiyu looked down at Sima Duran with dull eyes, but the face that he could remember clearly even after closing his eyes no longer had the familiar expression on his face. It was like a stranger who hated him.
, blame him, no longer tolerate him, love his strange woman.
What about the Sima Dulan whom he trusted the most and thought he would never lose no matter how neglected he was?
If you lose it, you can never find it again.
"I will leave the palace and never appear in front of you again. If you are angry, you can order me to be killed. Just say that I am unfaithful and unqualified to be your woman." After the despair, there was an almost empty calm, Sima Duran's tone
He was as cold as ice, and his eyes refused to make any contact with Yi Huaiyu.
For a long time, Yi Huaiyu, who was in despair, staggered back, stood at the door, and suddenly looked up.
"I won't allow you to leave..." After a few barely audible murmurs, Yi Huaiyu suddenly raised his voice, with as much determination and coldness as Sima Tulan, "You still don't know, right? Sima Yuan was defeated and Zhao
If I am not willing to agree to the conditions proposed by the State of Zhao, Sima Yuan will undoubtedly die."
Sima Duran looked at Yi Huaiyu in disbelief and wanted to scold him for being cruel and ruthless, but her trembling lips could not say anything.
"If you want Sima Yuan to return safely and alive, you should stay in the harem and be your queen. From now on, you are not allowed to take another step out of Huanqing Palace!"
The figure who decided to leave rolled up her clothes in the breeze, and the door creaked softly, which was heart-piercing.
This quarrel almost exhausted all Sima Tulan's energy. She sat at the table exhausted, her empty eyes not knowing where to focus. Yi Huaiyu was more ruthless and determined than she imagined, knowing full well that Sima was hers.
The weak spot was still hit hard, and the result was exactly what he expected. Sima Tulan was in a dilemma.
The Huanqing Palace was unusually deserted that day, and the maids could faintly be heard sobbing, but no one asked or understood what happened.
On the second day, when Yi Huaiyu appeared in the court with a tired and cold face, unexpected imperial edicts were issued one after another.
"Assassins appeared twice in the harem. The queen's poor management should be investigated. In order to prevent further troubles and to give the queen a chance to reflect, the queen is banned from the Huanqing Palace from now on. No one else is allowed to enter except to serve the maids." Heping looked at it.
The ministers in the hall had surprised expressions. Yi Huaiyu didn't stop for a moment, and then issued a second, even more incredible decree, "The Imperial Master fell ill due to overwork and worry at a young age. I don't want to lose my talents, so I have to endure the pain."
Parting love - Starting from tomorrow, the Imperial Master will resign and return home to rest and recuperate in a more suitable place. I will hand over the unfinished political affairs to others. Do you have any objections to the above two items? "
The emperor's imperial edict is written with golden words. Who dares to object?
All civil and military officials were not stupid. They could see that Yi Huaiyu was in a very bad mood. They all lowered their heads and remained silent, but quietly turned their questioning eyes to the general Ou Suiliang who was standing in front. But what could Ou Suiliang do?
He knew something had happened, but he really didn't know the details of what happened this time.
After the court, Yi Huaiyu hurried to the imperial study. Ou Suiliang followed closely, closed the door, and couldn't wait to walk up to the gloomy Yi Huaiyu: "Yesterday, His Majesty had a quarrel with the Queen? Is it because of that?"
Yi Huaiyu understood what Ou Suiliang was referring to, and sneered, his anger slowly rising again: "I have made up my mind. I don't need you to persuade me. If I speak for the two of them again, I will treat you as one."
Betrayed me!"
Ou Suiliang took a breath.
The word "betrayal" carries a lot of weight. If he hadn't been extremely angry, Yi Huaiyu would definitely not have said that. Rubbing his forehead, which was aching from being up all night, Ou Suiliang thought for a while before tentatively speaking: "I don't stand for anyone.
Talk, but Your Majesty should tell me what happened. The war on the border is tense, and the previous dynasty was already in panic. Now His Majesty suddenly ordered the Empress to be banned from the Huanqing Palace and sent Shen Guoshi away. I am afraid that the harem will also be in chaos."
"If you don't do this, won't the harem be in chaos?" Yi Huaiyu asked coldly, with a hint of self-mockery, "Suiliang, if it were me, can you accept the fact that your woman is having an affair with your most trusted minister?