Hongyi could hear her own heartbeat, and felt that her words were so crisp and light.
However, after a long while, Qiye said with a smile: "How could I forget what Hongyi just said? What's more, you and I are a couple in need. If you have anything to say, just say it directly
As I said, I was too anxious that day, so I treated you like that."
"Your Majesty, Hong Yi has nothing to ask for. It's not easy for Hong Yi to survive this whole life. He is below one person and above ten thousand people. However, Your Majesty, do you know what is the most uncomfortable thing in this world?"
Hong Yi doesn’t drink. In Qiye’s memory, Hong Yi doesn’t drink.
However, just now, she was holding a wine flask and was used to it so much.
Then, she seemed to be immersed in some kind of sadness, her eyes were filled with tears, and they fell one by one: "Your Majesty, Hong Yi just wants to protect herself, so that even after the Emperor changes his mind, Hong Yi can still be stable.
Go to sleep, Your Majesty, you know that the body in red will never be able to give birth to a child in her lifetime."
The emperor listened quietly, feeling that the corner of his heart that he was most worried about and least expected to be uncovered by Hong Yi. However, if she had to say something, he would definitely obey her.
Not for anything else, just for that woman, the pale woman
Thinking of this, Qiye's heart suddenly twitched slightly
His breathing was a little rough, and he subconsciously put his hand on his chest, still speaking in such a calm and unruffled tone: "Hong Yi, what do you want to do, just say it directly."
"Your Majesty, in your mind, is Concubine Qian the murderer? If it is still not found out, Your Majesty, how do you plan to explain it and let the matter go? Since Su Yi has passed away, that child is my concubine's child.
