As soon as he finished speaking, his feet started to vibrate. Jian Yao felt dizzy. He fell unsteadily in front of the bed. The vibration lasted for several seconds. The furniture in the closet moved because of it. Screams came one after another outside the hall.

Jian Yao could only curl up in fear. After an awkward moment, the shaking stopped, and Jian Yao did not dare to move. After staying like this for a while, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Feng Xie strode in.

He picked her up and hugged her, and asked nervously:

"Are you hurt?"

Jian Yao shook his head and looked up at him carefully. His clothes were half-undressed. He must have rushed here in a hurry, but there were still woman's kiss marks on his exposed strong chest. Jian Yao's heart ached hard and he pushed him away.

He walked to the bed, stood still, and said calmly:

"My concubine is fine. Your Majesty, please rest early!"

Feng Xie's heart dropped, and he immediately furrowed his brows and turned around angrily. Several ministers were already kneeling outside the dormitory hall. They quickly kowtowed when they saw Feng Xie.

"What is going on?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the Imperial Pavilion just came to report that the vibration came from the south. According to the stars, there is something strange in the south, which involves the capital of heaven."

"Then let me dare to go to Nanyang immediately to find out, and let Fan Liang give me the clue!"

"yes!"

After Feng Xie finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Jian Yao's back. Under the moonlight, she stood calmly and solemnly, with no intention of staying. Feng Xie bit his lower lip and snorted, waving his sleeves and leaving.

After Feng Xie left, Jian Yao couldn't help but slumped back on the bed. Enough was enough, she said to herself. The confrontation between him and her over the years was enough!

It would be false to say that there is no sweetness in the two-year marriage. The initial tolerance and forbearance will eventually wear away. Jian Yao's indifference made Feng Xie feel cold. He went from doting to being indifferent, and then to concubine.

Jian Yao is not the only one who feels sad.

Burying her face in the quilt, Jian Yao's heart ached faintly. Her tears had dried up and could no longer be shed. She could only accept the days of mutual torture indifferently and continue endlessly...

It's not that she doesn't love her, but that she's hurt too much. Jian Yao feels that she is a useless woman who can neither change nor adapt. She wants to escape, escape from this deep palace, escape from all places with his breath, her Liyou night

He called her in her dream at night, but she couldn't meet him. She still couldn't tell him that she once had his child. If she did, she would lose her punishment. She couldn't love him and couldn't go against her own feelings.

After so many people died, how could she honestly accept his feelings for her?

Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. Climb high to pick chrysanthemums. He held a "100th birthday banquet" at the Yangxing Zhai outside the palace, and she will continue to play the role of the mother of a country. Over the past few months, they have transformed from a couple into a celebrity to the whole country.

The most incompatible couple we know. Who could have expected such a helpless ending to the grand wedding ceremony?

Singing and dancing, people drinking and drinking, the long dining table was filled with elderly people over 100 years old. On both sides of the long table were Feng Xie and Jian Yao. The newly appointed Concubine Shu leaned against Feng Xie's side. Although there was no seat, she looked at it.

It can be concluded that Feng Xie dotes on her.

"Come, let's raise a toast to our wise king who has become a civilized and virtuous king!"

All the old men at the table stood up, Feng Xie laughed and drank it all in one gulp. Concubine Shu whispered something in his ear, which made him laugh even louder. Jian Yao deliberately did not watch that scene, she would

He lowered his head and stared intently at the wine glass in his hand. He didn't hear what the people beside him said at all. Feng Xie's eyes never left her for a moment. Her listless look and dazed expression made him extremely annoyed. Even

He didn't take her intensified irritation to heart at all. Feng Xie's heart felt cold. After drinking for three rounds, he already looked at her with some resentment. When the old men toasted, she was still wandering around. Feng Xie's heart was filled with anger.
Chapter completed!