The queen hated Su Jinxiu, the girl who almost ruined Beichen Mofeng's future. She felt that she was right to eliminate any stumbling block in Beichen Mofeng's path to becoming emperor at all costs.
She also thought that even if Beichen Mofeng knew the truth, he would definitely forgive her.
How could she have thought that now her son is becoming more and more alienated from her, and even now, he doesn't even have the desire to sit with her and chat for a while.
She had a pair of dark, somewhat cloudy eyes, looking at Beichen Mofeng, waiting for Beichen Mofeng's answer.
Beichen Mofeng just raised his lips coldly: "By asking this, do you mean that you are doing it for your son's good? Your mother does not need to bring up the old things again. Now, what you want, my son and I can get it at your fingertips and just around the corner. You
The purpose has been achieved.”
The queen was stunned: "Prince!"
Beichen Mofeng looked at the Queen with cold eyes and spoke slowly: "Since you have already obtained what the Queen wants, you should not be greedy and think that your son will treat you like your father treated your grandmother.
If you can't do it, don't try to make me do it."
This simple sentence seemed to have sentenced the queen to "death", naturally, in his heart.
He told her clearly that he only regarded her as a queen and future queen mother, but he would not regard her as a mother.
She was angry and hurt, looked at Beichen Mofeng with a pair of black eyes, and said sternly: "Prince, how much have I paid for you, and you treat me like this?"
"How much more have you taken from me?"
He looked at her coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.
The queen froze on the spot and looked at Beichen Mofeng blankly. Her son had grown up, his wings had hardened, and he could fly alone now, and he no longer needed her.
Her eyes were red and her nose was sore, but she didn't let her tears fall.
"Prince, go down."
She had no way to talk to Beichen Mofeng anymore. Every word he said was like a knife, severing the relationship between mother and child. She still wanted to maintain this relationship. She wanted the position of the queen mother and the mother of Beichen Mofeng.
Location.
But she never knew that in her efforts to put herself in the position of empress dowager, she lost the position of Beichen Mofeng's mother.
Thinking back on her relationship with the prince over the past many years, she only felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
Jinxiu was just one of them, there were too many, and these had pushed her and the prince into the current situation.
Beichen Mofeng didn't stay long and turned around to leave.
The queen stood alone in the empty palace, tears finally slowly falling down and sliding to her lips, which was extremely bitter.
*
In the East Palace, Beichen Mofeng has been silent since he came back. Xuan Chengyou waited on him carefully. Even after changing two cups of tea, Beichen Mofeng didn't move at all.
When dinner time came, Beichen Mofeng still showed no sign of wanting to eat. Xuan Chengyou was afraid that he would hurt himself, so he couldn't help but whisper: "Your Highness."
Beichen Mofeng responded dully.
"kindness!"
Xuan Chengyou was thankful that Beichen Mofeng was not angry because of his harassment, so he reminded: "It's past the You hour, and it's time for your Highness to have dinner."
"We will go to Shuangzhi Hall for dinner. We will have dinner at Shuangzhi Hall."
"Hey, I will make arrangements now."
I don’t know what happened to His Highness, but at least he is willing to eat, which is fine. If the dragon body is really starved, Xuan Chengyou’s sin will be great.
All the way to Shuangzhi Palace, Shuangzhi Palace had already prepared to pick him up. A room full of servants stood at the door to welcome him. When Beichen Mofeng entered, Leng Qi sent everyone out and waited on Beichen.
Mo Feng sat down and poured a glass of wine for Beichen Mo Feng himself, saying: "This is the peach blossom wine brewed in the spring of this year. Please try it, Your Highness."
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Looking at him like this, Leng Qi knew that he must be in a bad mood.
"Your Highness, if you feel unhappy, you can talk to me about it."
"Leng Qi!" He looked at her and asked, "Why is this king not happy at all?"
Leng Qiyi was startled.
Then he chuckled and said: "Your Highness, do you mean to get that position?"
He smiled bitterly, took the wine bottle, and filled himself a glass.
"Yes, this palace makes me feel depressed."
Leng Qi stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his forehead with his cold fingertips. There was a scar on his forehead. Although it had faded, the skin was still slightly different from the surrounding ones, and there was also some unevenness.
"Your Highness doesn't want it, so he's not happy."
Leng Qi spoke clearly, and Beichen Mofeng gave another wry smile: "That's right, my mother has been instilling these words in my ears since I was a child, I must do my best, and I must please my father.
You must be more diligent than any prince, you must be a prince, you must be an emperor."
"Your Highness, if you are not happy, why don't you give up? You should be a comfortable person."
"I didn't want to give up before because I didn't want to lose. Now I don't want to give up because..."
He paused, and Leng Qi answered for him: "Queen."
"If I die, she will go crazy. This is what she has dreamed of all her life."
After all, after getting it back from the queen, he would be sullen and silent for several hours because the queen was his mother after all, and his heart was full of tangles in the face of family affection.
What he didn't want was exactly what his mother had spent her whole life trying every possible means to get.
Now that everything was done, how could he bear to let her live in despair and depression.
Moreover, if he does not sit on this throne and anyone else does, his mother's fate will probably be the second Mei Yulan.
He naturally thought about taking her away, but he knew her, and she would never leave this palace even if she died.
Here is her youth, the ups and downs she has gone through over the years, her hopes, and her desires. She has firmly taken root here, entrenched here, and even if she dies, she will not leave.
The world was never what he wanted, but it was always what he had to have.
So this palace made him depressed.
Without family affection, deprived of love, you are like a walking zombie, gradually losing your feelings.
He has never experienced happiness, so maybe he can endure it like this, but now, he doesn't want to stay here for a moment, he just wants to go back and go back to the mountain.
"Demon Lord!"
Leng Qi's hand gently crossed his face, and the fingertips seemed to have magic power, making his painful heart gradually calm down. Perhaps it was because of this title, which he liked more than the title Prince.
title.
"I have to leave for a while, so I will leave this place to you! Let the emperor live for a few more days, and I will come back after next spring."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
——Digression——
There is still one chapter left, probably after 12 o'clock, phew, keep working hard.