Emperor Yu looked at her expression carefully and remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, Caixu helped her stand up and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just chatting with you casually. You have already been tested when you entered the palace, I trust you."
The cold smoke was floating in the air, and he said softly: "I thank you for your trust, your majesty."
She raised her eyes slightly, with tears hidden in her clear eyes. She looked pitiful and touching at the same time.
Emperor Yu smiled, gently held her in his arms, and they got on the bed together.
Inside the red gauze tent, the spring scenery was beautiful, as if nothing had happened.
But Yu'er's words were a thorn in Emperor Yu's heart, causing his novelty of Han Yan to fade away as quickly as the tide. What was left was only suspicion and indifference.
——Emotional breakup——
As long as the journey here is, the journey back is as short as it seems. In a blink of an eye, Yu'er stood in front of her home.
Seeing the darkness in the room, she breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that Yan Rong was still sleeping. She gently opened the bedroom door and walked in cautiously.
Just as he turned around and closed the door, a cold voice came from the dead darkness: "You are back..."
Yu'er was startled, turned around, and said with a tongue-tied mouth: "Guanren, you, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Yan Rong smiled sadly. This laughter sounded so angry and cold in the darkness: "It's hard to sleep alone, so I'll sit here and wait for you to come back..."
Yu'er sighed and raised her hand to light the lamp when she heard an angry shout: "Don't light the lamp! I don't want to see you come back from the palace!"
Yu'er was stunned and asked sadly: "What do the officials think...what do I look like at this moment?"
Yan Rong frowned and spoke in an emotionless tone: "Oh, I don't want to know, and I don't even bother to know! In short, it's not what a wife or a mother should be like."
Yu'er's heart suddenly tightened, and a sense of self-loathing suddenly came over her.
Yan Rong jumped up from the bed, and his tone suddenly became fierce: "Today I met His Highness by the river, and in the evening you couldn't wait to go to the palace to report. You are really loyal and conscientious!"
In the darkness, Yu'er couldn't see Yan Rong's expression clearly, but she could feel his anger and murderous intent.
That is an emotion only felt towards enemies.
Yu'er knew that she had always been an enemy in his eyes.
So, she spoke harshly: "From the time you met me, you knew that I was a spy. What a spy has to do, isn't it to report the truth truthfully?"
"What did you say to the emperor?" Yan Rong's tone became more gloomy, as if he would spit out a knife and kill the person in front of him at the next moment.
"Didn't you and King Yi deliberately push me away and keep Fang Yi looking at me? I didn't hear anything." Yu'er looked at him with sad eyes, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it in the darkness.
"We didn't say anything, so of course you didn't hear it! But who can guarantee that you won't frame me and His Highness by telling some untrue things just to protect yourself?"
Every word he said was like a sharp needle, piercing Yu'er's heart. She wanted to explain a few words, but she felt that all words were pale and feeble, and she was left silent.
"It seems you have acquiesced!" Yan Rong narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.
Yu'er's eyes widened in shock. She thought this was funny and wanted to laugh, but she stopped immediately.
"Do you think I would frame the father of my child?" Yu'er's voice was a little more choked up.
A ray of moonlight shines through the window, making the vision a little brighter.
Yan Rong then discovered that Yu'er's eyes were red and her face was full of tears. She was crying silently, without any warning, which surprised Yan Rong and made her feel uneasy.
He turned around and walked to the table, picked up the remaining half of the bottle of wine and drank a few gulps.
Putting down the flask, he wiped his mouth and shouted in a rough voice: "Since you want to be a spy, you shouldn't have children! Haven't you ever thought about how to explain all this to your children in the future?"
"Guanren, I gave birth to your child because I fell in love with you. But I also understand that I am not worthy of you. We are destined not to stay together for life and grow old together like ordinary couples! But I know that no matter what happens,
No matter what, you will take good care of our children, right?" Yu'er looked at him deeply, the emotion in her eyes was so thick that it couldn't be turned away, but all the light was blocked by the darkness, and Yan Rong never saw it.
"Love? This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! If you really love me, why don't you give up your secrets and live a good life with me! I will also let go of my obsession, be responsible for you and your children, and take good care of you!" Yan Rong always carried this
Facing her, his voice became colder and more anxious.
Yu'er sighed softly and said in a disembodied voice: "Sorry, I can't do it..."
Hearing this, Yan Rong suddenly felt his energy and blood rushing to his heart.
He turned around suddenly, grabbed her shoulders with force, and asked with a roar: "Why can't you do it? Do you have any leverage with the emperor? As long as you are willing to break away from him, I am willing to help you find a way!"
"No! I took the initiative to ask to be a spy! The Emperor didn't force me! Falling in love with you... was just an accident!" Yu'er looked at him with determination and a serious look on her face.
Yan Rong staggered back a step, with a confused look on his face: "Why? Why do you do this?"
"Yan Rong, I love you! From the beginning to the end, I only love you! But I have to betray you in order to survive! Sooner or later, you will understand!" Yu'er stared at him sadly, with clear water eyes.
But it’s bottomless.
Yan Rong stood there stunned for a while, as if trying to understand what she said.
The expression on his face changed continuously, ranging from surprise to deep despair.
"You're crazy, you're really crazy!"
He suddenly turned around, opened the door and walked out, shouting angrily: "I don't want to stay here, I don't want to stay with a madman!"
He kicked the door open, but suddenly stopped.
The melancholy moonlight enveloped his tall and strong body. Yan Rong stood at the door like a pine tree, clenching his fists and his body trembling slightly.
Yu'er looked at him crazily, but couldn't say a word to save him.
"Listen, I don't care what your difficulties are! I don't care if you are the mother of the child! If one day I find out that you have done something detrimental to your brother, I will never let you go!" Yan Rong slowly said
He turned around and stared at her fiercely. In addition to anger, his eyes also showed deep sadness and pain.
"So, you will kill me?" Yu'er looked at him provocatively.
"Yes! I will kill you without hesitation!" Yan Rong said every word very clearly, with almost no hesitation.
After saying that, he stumbled into the darkness and disappeared into the pale moonlight. However, Yu'er slowly closed her eyes, and a tear ran down her cheek...
——Privately decided for life——
The stars are sparse and the moon is cold. Under the moon, flowers are hidden, and there are many buildings, but they are covered with dust.
The courtyard was completely silent. The owner of the house had already fallen asleep, and even the birds had returned to their nests. Only the sound of gentle breathing could be heard from time to time.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the silence, and a tall and muscular figure opened the door and jumped straight in.
He staggered to the door, banged the door hard, and shouted "Qianqian"!
This noise made the neighbor's dog bark and the chicken crow, and also woke up the girl from her deep sleep.
The girl turned over on the bed, covered her head with the quilt, and wanted to continue sleeping.
But those begging cries kept her from falling asleep no matter what.
"Disgusting!" Mu Qianqian kicked off the quilt and sat up straight.
After being dazed for a while, I yawned and reluctantly walked out of bed.
She pushed the door open, put her hands on her hips and shouted, "What bastard, you stayed up so late at night and disturbed my aunt!"
Before he finished speaking, a tall figure stood upright and fell over in front of him.
Mu Qianqian was shocked. Before she could react, she was hugged tightly in the man's arms.
Mu Qianqian reacted and began to struggle hard, screaming: "Where did the thief come from! Let me go! If you don't let me go, I won't be polite!"
But the person who came was extremely powerful and had no intention of letting go. He seemed to want to rub her into his body.
A strong smell of alcohol hit her, Mu Qianqian frowned, took out a dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed the man in the back: "Fortunately, I learned a skill from Lu Ning! I'll die if I let you bully me.
thief!"
"Qianqian..." The man groaned in pain and immediately let go of his hand. His huge body swayed and fell to the ground, letting out a painful groan.
This call sounded familiar.
Mu Qianqian was startled, and lit the oil lamp on the table to shine on the man's face: the man who came had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance was majestic, although his face was slightly deformed due to pain.
But Mu Qianqian still recognized him at a glance: "Yanrong? Why is it you?"
She immediately bent down to help Yan Rong up, sat down at the table, and then lit the candles in the room.
Looking through the candlelight, Yan Rong's face was pale, his eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was extremely painful, and the clothes on his back were stained red with blood.
Mu Qianqian quickly tore off his clothes and helped him stop the bleeding while scolding: "I knew you were a thief before, how could you learn to be a thief of flowers? I'm not ashamed to break into a girl's boudoir in the middle of the night!"
Yan Rong endured the pain, grabbed her hand, and said tremblingly: "Qianqian, I thought you were angry with me. I will never see you again..."
Mu Qianqian broke away from his hand, pursed her lips and said sarcastically: "Why are you still looking for me? Don't you have a wife at home? How could you bear to leave her behind!"
Before she finished speaking, Yan Rong hugged her in his arms regardless of the pain in his back, murmuring in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hidden it from you, I'm going crazy now! Don't push me away again.
...I am already homeless..."
Mu Qianqian snorted and spat: "Bah, after all, you still deserve it! Who wants to pity you!"
Although she said this, she still looked at the wounds on Yan Rong's back, feeling worried.
She pushed Yan Rong away, immediately pulled out the knife for him, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged the wound.
Yan Rong looked at Mu Qianqian with a pale face and forced out a smile: "It seems that you are still reluctant to let me die!"
Mu Qianqian rolled her eyes at him and said harshly: "I'm afraid that if you die, you'll get yourself into trouble! Next time you dare to break into my room, what's waiting for you won't be as simple as a dagger!"
Yan Rong smiled slightly, held her face with both hands, stared at her affectionately, and said in a low voice: "Qianqian, I miss you so much, I like you so much!"
Mu Qianqian's cheeks were slightly red, with flowing light. She bit her lip and said coquettishly: "Bah, so shameless! Saying such disgusting words..."
Before she finished speaking, a kiss fell on her lips unexpectedly.
Mu Qianqian was startled and immediately began to beat him, trying to break away from Yan Rong's arms.
Her attack was careless, and Yan Rong groaned in pain, and she immediately stopped her hand in fear.
Yan Rong kissed her without leaving any space.
Mu Qianqian gradually lost her resistance, leaving only a cry.
Yan Rong's heart moved, and he immediately picked her up by the waist and strode towards the bed.
Lifting the crimson curtain, Yan Rong gently placed the petite woman on the bed.
His eyes were fixed on her shy and red face for a moment, and he reached out to unbutton her clothes.
Mu Qianqian blocked his hand and said with a shy face: "You...you bully me!"
Yan Rong kissed her forehead and whispered: "I love you not enough, how could I be willing to bully you..."
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