When he thought of this, the fear in his heart was instantly covered up by his anger, and then he looked at his father who was lying on the dragon cave with his eyes still wide open.

He brought all this on himself, and he can't blame himself.

Thinking this, he stretched out his hand to close his eyes, and then hid the edict on his body. Finally, he burst into tears.

The emperor passed away and did not have time to leave a legacy, so the prince ascended to the throne as a matter of course.

His murder of the emperor and his father, and even the issue of Xia Yihan's identity, were all hidden by him without anyone noticing.

But things did not end just because he successfully ascended the throne.

Every night, as soon as he closed his eyes, he would see his father standing in front of his bed with a dead expression on his face, asking him, why should he be killed, why should he be killed?

When I opened my eyes, there was nothing else in the huge dormitory except dim palace lanterns and lightly fluttering gauze curtains.

He was tortured by the same nightmare, and he couldn't even stay overnight with any of his concubines, because he was afraid that after falling asleep, he would be frightened awake by the nightmare, or talk in his sleep and expose this secret that must not be known to anyone.

Time passed day by day. Although he was in a high position, he was becoming increasingly miserable. All of this was thanks to Xia Yihan. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have killed his father. If he hadn't killed his father, there would be no one.

Those nightmares.

Therefore, in order to end his nightmares, he had to let Xia Yihan die. Only when he died could he let go of the hatred in his heart and truly confess to his father.

Moreover, Xia Yihan must die, because not only did he steal his father and his throne, but now he even wants to steal his own woman.

He knew Xia Yihan's ability. If it were exposed, he would definitely not be his opponent, and his mother would never agree, so he could only deal with him secretly.

But the poison like last time failed to kill him, so now we can only think about it in the long term.

Perhaps Sang Rong's side will be a breakthrough.

As long as you can get rid of Xia Yihan, so what if you sacrifice a person you love?

For him, he can have as many women as he wants.

It's true that he likes San Rong, but if her heart is not with him, what will happen if she likes him? He might as well use her to do something practical for himself.

Sang Jinde saw that Qi Hongqing was silent and stopped talking. He didn't know what he was thinking, and it was difficult to speak again for a while.

But he was anxious.

He had long known that the emperor was weak, but he did not expect that he would be so weak that he would be willing to give up his beloved, and even the throne, to others so easily.

Although the mention of the throne made him a little unbelievable, giving up Sang Rong to Xia Yihan was very likely to happen.

Xia Yihan already has a main concubine. Even if Sang Rong marries her, she will only be a side concubine. In addition, Xia Yihan doesn't like her. Even if he will treat her better by then, after all, she is just a foreigner.

He is just a prince, and it is of no benefit to him at all.

How can I calculate this account as a loss?

So he could only pray that the emperor's words just now were just casual remarks.

At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly sounded outside: "Master, the lady is back."

"Miss is back?" Sang Jinde looked overjoyed and quickly looked at Qi Hongqing. Seeing that Qi Hongqing, who was deep in thought, also raised his eyes to the door, he immediately said: "Let Miss freshen up, and then come here to see the Holy Driver."

."

"Yes." The girl left in a hurry.

Sang Jinde rubbed his hands and looked at Qi Hongqing and said: "Your Majesty, I just pretend that I didn't hear what I just said, and I hope that Your Majesty will not have such shocking thoughts again."

Qi Hongqing smiled and said without comment, "Let Aiqing worry about it."

When Sang Jinde heard this, he quickly said: "It is the duty of ministers to share the emperor's worries."

After a while, the girl from before came to report again, but she said a little hesitantly: "Go back to the Emperor, Prime Minister, the lady said that she...she is waiting for the Emperor in the house."

A woman who has not yet left the court actually lets a man enter her boudoir, and it is night time again. Could it be that she has changed her mind?

Sang Jinde was overjoyed, and when he looked at Qi Hongqing, he also looked at Sang Jinde with surprise and said, "My dear, can I go in?"

"Yes, of course!" Sang Jinde nodded repeatedly. If it was really what he thought, it would be a great blessing.

So Sang Jinde personally sent Qi Hongqing into the courtyard where Sang Rong lived. Looking at the closed door in front of him, he stopped and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I will retire first, and you can

go in."

The ambiguity in that smile was extremely obvious. Qi Hongqing nodded and walked towards Sang Rong's door.

The lights were on in the house. When he walked to the door, Qi Hongqing stopped, then knocked on the door and said: "Rong'er..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened in response, and Sang Rong in a pink gauze skirt was standing inside. He bowed to Qi Hongqing Yingying and said, "Sang Rong meets the emperor."

In Qi Hongqing's impression, Sang Rong liked to wear blue most of the time, but this was the first time he wore pink.

The pink color of her body was even more ambiguous under the light of the gauze lamp behind her, and Qi Hongqing couldn't help but be stunned.

It wasn't until Sang Rong's voice sounded that he came to his senses and supported her, "Rong'er, get up quickly."

When their hands touched each other, Qi Hongqing was slightly startled by the warm and soft touch, but he was reluctant to let go.

Normally, Sang Rong would definitely break away quickly, but this time, she did not take back her hand.

After Qi Hongqing stood up, Sang Rong pulled him to the table and sat down. Then he still stood beside him, lowered his head with guilt, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I understand your sincerity.

I was touched and very grateful. After hearing the news at the palace banquet that day, I was shocked, but..."

Having said this, Sang Rong paused and said no more.

Qi Hongqing was surprised by Sang Rong's rare meekness. He pulled Sang Rong to sit on the chair next to him and asked with a smile: "Just what?"

Sang Rong's head dropped even lower, and even his eyes were red. He hesitated for a while and then said: "It's just that I am no longer qualified to be the emperor's woman."

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. As a man, it was impossible not to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Qi Hongqing looked at Sang Rong, who had his head lowered. He originally held her hand and let go little by little. Just when he let it go completely, a cold voice sounded: "Is that person Xia Yihan?"

It sounds like a question, but Qi Hongqing already has the answer in his heart.

Besides Xia Yihan, who else could be there?

Sure enough, Sang Rong, who still had his eyes lowered, nodded and softly uttered two words: "Yes."

Qi Hongqing suddenly stood up from the chair with a "thump". He put his hands behind his back and looked gloomy: "Is this what you asked me to come here to say?"

"Yes." Sang Rong finally raised her head. She stood up and looked directly at Qi Hongqing with a guilty look on her face and red eyes. "Sang Rong knew that she was sorry to the emperor and that she was not a good woman. But back then, she was

It was because I was sincere to Xia Yihan that I gave myself to him, but I didn’t know... that the emperor granted him a marriage, and he actually fell in love with that Mu Wanru."

"So, you were already together before Xia Yihan got married?" Qi Hongqing suddenly realized that he was so stupid. Although he knew that Sang Rong liked Xia Yihan, he never expected that the two of them would develop to this point.

Sang Rong nodded, "Yes, we were already together before he was injured, so I begged the emperor to let me detoxify him."

The fists behind his back suddenly tightened, and Qi Hongqing banged his fists on the table: "How dare you, Sang Rong, lie to me? Don't you know that this is a capital crime?"

When Sang Rong heard this, he fell to his knees with a thud, bowed his head and said, "Sang Rong is guilty!"

Qi Hongqing's fist had already hit the table, and the wooden table was even dented, which showed the force he had just punched.

His eyes were full of anger, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed. He wanted to punch the woman in front of him on the head.

But he still held back...

Because he knew that since Sang Rong took such a big risk to tell him this matter, he must have some purpose.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "You just said that Xia Yihan is in love with Mu Wanru now. Did he abandon you?"

"Yes." A sad look appeared on his face. Sang Rong pursed his lips and continued: "He said that he fell in love with Mu Wanru. He also said that since the emperor already intends to make me his queen, he can't follow her.

I got in touch.”

"Hahaha..." Qi Hongqing suddenly laughed, and the corners of his mouth curled up contemptuously: "Xia Yihan, the dream lover of all the women in Lingdu, turns out to be such a miserable person. He actually fell in love with a woman who loved him deeply.

Such chaos and abandonment."

"Your Majesty?" Sang Rong looked at Qi Hongqing in shock, and saw that his originally sinister eyes became full of pity after meeting hers.

Qi Hongqing held her hand again. Qi Hongqing held her hand tightly and said, "Rong'er, if you like someone, you don't want to possess her, but you want to make her happy and protect her happiness. So in this matter,

I will definitely seek justice for you."

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Chapter completed!