Zhou Zhilan said: "How can I accuse you without any evidence? Besides, you are Jingxuan's father and my husband. Even if you don't love me, I won't let anything happen to you."
She picked up the wine glass in front of her, raised her head and drank it all: "I came to you today because I wanted a letter of divorce. I understand that I have tortured you and myself for so many years.
Now that Jingxuan is older, he doesn't need me anymore. It's useless for me to stay in the Hou Mansion. I might as well leave and live my own life. If I let you go, I will also let myself go. What do you think, Lord Marquis?"
Yan Qin looked calm and was not moved by her words at all. He just said: "As you wish." He stood up and walked to the table, writing quickly, and soon came back with a written letter.
He handed the letter to Zhou Zhilan and said, "Look at it."
Zhou Zhilan took it, but was shocked by the first few characters. She saw that Yan Qin wrote not a letter of divorce but a letter of departure. Although they were both the same, the difference between one word and one word was huge.
If the divorce letter spreads, it will only be ridiculed, but it is different from the divorce letter. This is enough to save her face.
Zhou Zhilan smiled with relief: "Thank you, Mr. Hou." She put away the book and Li Shu, then poured herself a glass of wine and gestured to Yan Qin: "I would like to toast Mr. Hou. I hope you and I will be well in the future."
Yan Qin sat back and picked up the wine glass, touched it with the wine in Zhou Zhilan's hand, then raised his head and drank. Zhou Zhilan said again: "Master Marquis, try the food I cook, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it in the future."
She served Yan Qin some food and then started eating it herself.
Yan Qin glanced at her and ate the food she served out of respect, and suddenly said: "For Jing Xuan, do you want to die with me?"
Zhou Zhilan was stunned for a moment. She looked at Yan Qin with a surprised look on her face and stammered: "Hou...what did Mr. Hou say? Why can't I understand?"
Yan Qin curled his lips: "You are indeed an extraordinary woman. You are willing to risk your own life just to let your son ascend the throne. What a pity..."
Zhou Zhilan was already confused. She stared at Yan Qin sitting opposite in a panic, with a vague feeling of bad premonition, but she tried to steady her mind and wondered: "What is Mr. Hou talking about? Why can't I hear a word?"
don't know?"
Yan Qin sneered lightly: "Why are you still pretending to me now? Do you think I don't know that the food and wine you prepared are poisonous? I also know that His Majesty wants to kill me!"
Zhou Zhilan's eyes widened and her whole body trembled: "You know this, so why do you..."
"Why do you still eat it?"
Yan Qin smiled: "Because I want to make our Jingxuan the prince of Beichen as you wish." He paused and then corrected: "No, it's not our Jingxuan, it's my Jingxuan.
Xuan."
Zhou Zhilan looked panicked and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you mean by this?"
Yan Qin snorted: "Do you think I don't know about the affairs between you and His Majesty, and that you are pregnant with His Majesty's evil seed?
Zhou Zhilan, you think you are very smart, but don't treat others as fools. I know very well what kind of person His Majesty is. If he doesn't cooperate with the Han family to control his harem, how can he think of revenge on me?
Do you really think I was drunk on my wedding day? In fact, I did that on purpose, just to make our husband and wife disagree. Only in this way will His Majesty choose you to bear children for him."
Zhou Zhilan's expression changed drastically after hearing these words. She stood up angrily and wanted to scold Yan Qin for being a beast, but when she opened her mouth, she spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yan Qin advised: "Don't get angry. If you get angry, the poison will take effect faster. I don't want you to die before me. Sit down and listen to me tell you slowly."
Zhou Zhilan held the table tightly and glared at Yan Qin with blood flowing out of her mouth.
Yan Qin continued: "Do you think Jingxuan is the son of you and Your Majesty? In fact, no, he is the child of me and Yue'er, and your son died long before he was born.
I have been waiting for this day for so long, now you know why I drank the poisonous wine you prepared for me, right? Because I want to pave the way for my son!"