It was natural for the Holy One to stay the night.

A thick felt curtain separates the indoors and outdoors.

It was cloudy and rainy inside the Nuan Pavilion, and it was quiet and silent outside the door.

Grandma Yu was waiting quietly in the warm room with a basin in her hand. Standing next to her were the maids carrying other toiletries. After experiencing the Holy Emperor's angry departure last time, this time outside

The waiting palace people all held their breath and waited in silence, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Because Eunuch Feng was punished, his right-hand man, Eunuch Xu, took the place of vigil this time.

Aunt Yu and Xu Shiheng stood side by side. The former looked at the basin, while the latter stood with her head lowered and her eyes lowered.

The silent cold nights are probably unbearable.

After all, Grandma Yu was getting older. After a long time, her hand holding the basin trembled coldly. The water in the basin swayed for a moment, and a hand reached out from beside her in time to steady her.

"Be careful." The low and elegant voice made Grandma Yu take a deep breath.

"Yes... I'm tired."

Aunt Yu thanked her in a low voice, and the person next to her withdrew her hand, bowed her head again and waited humbly.

Nianqiu stepped forward and took the basin from Grandma's hand, "I'll hold it, Grandma, and you can rest for a while."

Aunt Yu knew that her physical strength was limited, so she did not refuse.

It was quiet again outside the house, but the noise inside the house became louder.

Grandma Yu suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, a bit out of breath. She couldn't help but glance to the side with her peripheral vision, but the person standing in the shadow of the pillar seemed to be unconscious and hunched over habitually.

He stood with his waist lowered and his hands hanging down, like an ordinary eunuch in the palace.

She withdrew her peripheral vision, but her eyes were wandering.

This scene made her feel as if she had returned to that late winter night.

She still remembers that night, when she was waiting outside the emperor's palace, waiting for the queen to return to the palace after attending her bed, she unexpectedly saw a group of palace people walking from a distance in the extension of the corridor. They were holding ram's horn lanterns and bowing.

Xiejian came over silently and exchanged with the palace attendants on duty outside the dormitory, and then stood guard under the eaves with his back bent, as humble as a shadow.

To this day, she still remembers the feeling as if she was struck by lightning when she saw that familiar face. Thanks to the thick clothes she wore in winter and the dim light at night, no one noticed the trembling of her hands and feet.

Such a promising man actually went to the palace and became a palace servant...

A great sense of absurdity enveloped her. She still couldn't believe it and was afraid that she had seen it wrong, so she took advantage of the effort of putting on her clothes and casually looked in that direction again. But when she looked again, it was still him.

Her mind was confused at the time.

After the seemingly absent movement in the palace subsided, and a palace attendant brought water in later, she barely regained her senses, and went in to help the queen dress and wash herself.

When she helped the empress out, she subconsciously blocked her body in his direction.

But the queen still saw it.

The palace servants did not dare to look directly at the empress, so at that moment, she was the only one who really saw the empress turning pale.

"Mother, it's cold. Let's go quickly."

At that time, she probably said this. She forgot whether she was trembling when she spoke. The only thing she didn't forget was the trembling hands under the empress' cloak.

On the way back, the empress didn't show too many gaffes on her face, and even she didn't know how she could bear it. That night, the empress lay curled up all night.

But she could do nothing but stroke her back silently, just like when she was wronged as a child, she stroked her back silently to comfort her.

"It will pass, it will pass." She could only comfort her like this.

But can it really go through? She didn’t know, and the queen never said anything.

But what she knew clearly was that from that day on, every time before going to bed, the empress would be repelled to the point of retching. So every time she was washing up before going to bed, she did not dare to use her hands on others, and she would do it after waving the person away.

In the inner room, she tried her best to comfort the empress by caressing her breasts and back. When the emperor was riding in the sedan chair, the empress was still biting sour fruits and holding her down until she arrived at the emperor's palace, where she put on a decent and gentle smile and got off the sedan chair.

Every time she waited outside the emperor's palace, she would listen to what was going on inside with trembling fear, fearing that she would hear the emperor's wrath. Fortunately, it was safe every time. She didn't know how the empress could endure it, but every time

When the empress walked out of the palace safely afterwards, she felt as if she had been robbed for the rest of her life.

Today is a self-centered emperor. If he were to know that his concubine rejected the emperor's favor and even vomited, you can imagine the serious consequences.

Fortunately, the master died of illness not long after, and the queen had three years of buffer time.

Mammy Yu felt a little depressed and uncomfortable. The master was very kind to her back then, but at that time, she felt a little happy because of the master's death...

"Concubine, you are very kind!"

An emperor's angry laughter suddenly came from the Nuan Pavilion, like a huge stone thrown into the calm water, and the horrified palace people waiting outside the Nuan Pavilion all took a breath.

Aunt Yu suddenly shuddered, turned her head in the direction of the Nuan Pavilion reflexively, and took half a step inward uncontrollably.

Suddenly a strong hand grasped her arm, silently stopping her movements.

Grandma Yu's consciousness returned to normal. She stiffened her neck and turned her face back inch by inch. With a straight face, she concentrated and guarded against fear, and listened carefully to what was going on inside.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Wen Yin was kneeling on the couch with her hair disheveled.

Zhu Jing stood in front of the couch with her clothes half-undressed, her eyes filled with anger and lust, but her eyes were like a razor, staring sharply and coldly at her lower lip that was bleeding.

He stayed here tonight and saw that she didn't find some unsavory excuses to refuse as before. He thought that she had figured it out recently and her attitude towards him had softened. Unexpectedly, between the sheets, she was

His movements silently humiliated and trampled his imperial dignity, as if to silently resist him from breaking the rules that he only came to in the second grade of junior high school.

Wen Yin knelt there frozen and cold. She thought she could do it tonight, but...she really overestimated her endurance.

She couldn't control the stiffness of her limbs, and she couldn't control biting her lips desperately to stop the sound from escaping her lips. It was not that she didn't notice his increasingly cold eyes while on the bed, but she couldn't control that subconscious reaction at all.

She wanted to cooperate, but she couldn't, she couldn't do it.

He pinched her chin hard with two fingers, raised it, and leaned down to look into her eyes: "Your Majesty, but I am not tolerant of you enough?"

There was a sharp buzzing in Wen Yin's head.

She didn't even have time to adjust her reaction; his deep and powerful words had hit her eardrums——

"It's not that I don't know how sorry I am for you, so in the past six years, I have tried my best to compensate you."

Wen Yin gave a sharp look, and the blood on her face instantly faded.

She looked at him in disbelief. He actually no longer wanted to maintain the appearance of peace between them, but actually wanted to pierce the dangerously thin window paper between them!

In the past six years, it has been a tacit agreement between them not to mention the past.

But at this moment, he seemed to no longer want to abide by this silent agreement.

Zhu Jing lowered his eyebrows and looked straight into her eyes.

"There is a lot of land in the world, and your Wen family monopolizes half of it. If you rule one area as the king, which dynasty and generation can accommodate it? But I thought of the friendship of Yuan Fu's teachings and the intention of compensating you. After Yuan Fu stepped down, I

The Wen family has not been confiscated and liquidated, so that the Wen family still owns thousands of acres of fertile land, and everyone in the Wen family can live in peace and harmony. I will not be held responsible for Wen Yuanfu's sins.

He rubbed her chin with his thumb, his eyes dark and unreadable.

Over the years, he tried his best to make up for her and live a good life with her. However, she never looked at him seriously.

For six years, no matter what he did to her, she seemed indifferent, and even her warm heart felt completely cold.

One six years is enough, he does not need the second six years.

"In the tenth year of Yuanping, Yuan Fu died of illness. You were so sad that you knelt down and begged me to allow you to observe filial piety. I allowed you. Then you closed Changxin Palace for three full years. Ask yourself, in all dynasties, which concubine can be as good as you?

Such unbridled honor?"

Wen Yin's pupils shrank sharply, sharpness and confusion intertwined in them. She trembled and wanted him to shut up, but her lips were trembling and she couldn't speak. At the same time, the past events that she had suppressed in her mind seemed to disappear.

Without any warning, the seal was suddenly torn open violently, and like a demon coming out of the gate, it clawed at her with all its might...

"Tell me, have you ever had any private conversations with His Majesty?!"

In the Wen family ancestral hall, Wen Yuanfu asked sternly.

"Dad, I don't, I have never even seen him!" She knelt in front of the memorial tablets of her ancestors and swore to the sky, "If I tell any lies, if I have even the slightest bit of an affair with the Holy One,

Let me, Wen Yin, die without a burial place!"

Wen Yuntang interceded: "Dad, it's definitely not Sister Yin's fault! The Holy Lord has been to our house several times before. Maybe it was when he accidentally saw Sister Yin that he became interested."

Wen Yunting took a deeper look: "The Holy One's new policy was blocked, but he kept it secret. This matter about Sister Yin may be His Majesty's handwriting to criticize." After a pause, he added: "When I go to court today,

Ma He stopped me and asked Shengshangyu tentatively.

Regarding the matter of welcoming Sister Yin into the palace, I think it was Mr. Ma Ge who gave the signal to ask him to find out whether you had turned traitor. Dad, you had better make up your mind early. There is already a lot of uproar outside, and many civil servants are suspicious.

You are the one who wants to take the lead in breaking the rules."

Wen Yuntang said angrily: "If I had known that the Holy Emperor was so unruly, you would have complied with the requests of the empress dowagers of the two palaces and abolished the emperor and established a new one. Then Prince Ping..."

"Shut up!" Wen Yuanfu slammed the table and angrily yelled, took a breath, and looked at her kneeling, "Hurry back and get ready, and leave for Longxi today."

She seemed to anticipate something, and instantly raised her face, looking at him expectantly.

Wen Yuanfu wanted to get angry but stopped. He just snorted loudly: "I will write a letter to your grandfather. I will obey the authority and ask you to choose a date in Longxi to get married."

"But!" His tone changed, "We are getting married, but we can't let him forget the promise he made. He promised that he would be among the top three and bring the red list to Wen Mansion to propose marriage. If he can't do it,

, this relationship can be made, or it can be separated."
To be continued...