Of course, Your Majesty loves the Empress deeply, otherwise how could he have been with the Empress for decades? For the Empress, Your Majesty has fought with the ministers for decades.

"Of course your Majesty loves the Empress..."

Zheng Zi gave a positive answer. In my memory, His Majesty would laugh and laugh only when she was here. Once the Majesty was not around, His Majesty would always look listless and even get angry.

Because of His Majesty's favor for the Empress, her close-fitting little maid was also happy with His Majesty. When he was a child, Zi Mei was often picked up by His Majesty, and then his Majesty's little face was hurt by His Majesty's beard.

"Is that true?"

The thoughtful concubine shook her head and said to the purple girl beside her who looked down on her and grew up like a daughter: "You are all wrong. In fact, Your Majesty loves not me, but he loves..." Perhaps she couldn't imagine any words that could express what she thought in her heart. The concubine stopped, frowned and searched carefully for the appropriate words.

"Free?" Zheng Zi said in confusion.

“Yes, it’s freedom!”

The imperial concubine nodded. The word "freedom" was too appropriate. Has her husband loved freedom for decades not?

However, the imperial concubine looked up at Zi Yatou and snorted angrily: "Does he give you freedom too?"

"Empress..."

Zi Yat's face suddenly turned red.

She thought of that night, that man, that dog...

There is also the magnificent poem - "Freedom is precious, and love is more expensive."

Men with literary talent are always so charming.

When Zimei was infatuated, the concubine's body and mind fell on her husband's face again. She looked gently and quietly.

People are emotional. When they are quiet, they will always recall every bit of the past.

The Imperial Concubine is no exception.

But what did the Empress think of.

"For so many years, you love freedom... You are the emperor, so you think you can do everything you want, but you didn't expect that the emperor could not do whatever he wants... First, it was Zhang Juzheng, then it was your mother, and then it was the ministers in the court. You couldn't fight them, so you fell in love with me..."

The imperial concubine's slender hands tightly held the stiff but still warm emperor's right hand? Her eyes were no longer gentle and as cold as water? Instead, they were chilling.

"In this palace, I understand you? Only I am willing to tell you what you want to know? Only here you are carefree, and I will not object to you? I will not even tell you something you don't like, you love me very much? Yes? You love me very much. In the eyes of outsiders, I am just a fox who has attracted the emperor's heart, but... do you really love me?"

The emperor, whose cheek bones were already thin, could not hear the voice of his beloved concubine? He was just lying there calmly? Apart from his faint breathing, the emperor looked like a dead person.

The Empress's appearance made Zi Yat nervous. She stared at the Empress in horror, and she was very worried.

"You want to make Chang Xun the crown prince, not because you love me? You want to make me happy, but you are fighting yourself! Zhu Yijun? Am I right?"

The imperial concubine let go of her husband's right hand and slowly caressed her husband's thin face.

"If you really love me? How could you scold me and hate me when something happened one after another in the palace without asking me?"

"I'll give your eldest son a smile? When coaxing him? Where are you? Are you very happy? Do you think I know the general situation?"

"At the end of the day, you have never loved me, nor have you believed me... Do men only consider their children and grandchildren when they get old, and not the woman they love the most?"

The imperial concubine was obviously excited.

These days, the depression in the Empress's heart is something that outsiders do not know.

Yes, outside the capital city there was an army willing to support her as the queen, and a man willing to blood for her.

But, they are outside.

In this Ganqing Palace, in the corners of the palace, all eyes were full of hostility when they looked at her Concubine Zheng.

She returned to the Ganqing Palace and to her husband, but she couldn't get out when she came back.

Those palace eunuchs who spoke "Niu Concubine" at once, which one was her person, and which one was her move.

Their abacus is very smart. No matter how many powerful aids you have outside the imperial concubine, as long as you are trapped in this Ganqing Palace, as long as the first person you can arrive after the emperor's death is the Eastern Palace, the big thing will be settled.

There is no precedent in history when the emperor becomes the empress after his death. There is only the fact that the mother becomes the empress dowager by virtue of her son.

Yes, who can beat the word "Judicials"?

Neither the emperor can!

If he could, he wouldn't have to lie here and listen to his beloved concubine telling the past in an extremely sad voice.

"Empress,"

Zi Yatou was very alert. She looked outside from time to time. Now, no one beside the Empress, except Pang Bao and Cui Wensheng, Aunt Zheng believed her.

"It's okay, these servants dare not eavesdrop on me and His Majesty's words!"

The Imperial Concubine waved her hand, and she calmed down again, but this time the quiet was the first step of the heavy rain!

"Zhu Yijun, you are lying here like this. Are you going to die and never give me a name!"

It has been thirty years since my husband's name was spoken from the imperial concubine for the first time. At this moment, the imperial concubine seemed to have a stone suddenly fallen in her heart.

Empty, but very comfortable, or very at ease.

"Empress, Your Majesty will wake up," Zheng Zi was afraid that the Empress would make more intense actions, so she nervously grabbed the Empress's left arm.

The imperial concubine smiled desolately: "Silly girl, he won't let me get what I want when he wakes up."

Zheng Zi looked puzzled: "How could that happen? As long as Your orders to be appointed as the queen, the empress will not be wronged..."

"You don't understand, they won't let me do what I want."

The imperial concubine gently took Zi Yatou's hand from her arm, "Some things are far more complicated than what you see. As long as the things in this world are not in your hands, they will never be counted."

Zheng Zi didn't know what the Empress was saying, but she felt uneasy. If the Empress could not be the Empress, then the Empress and the Zheng family would definitely have trouble after the Prince ascended the throne, and his troubles would probably be even greater.

"What should I do?"

Zheng Zi looked at the emperor on the bed and felt in a mess.

"What should I do? Well, it's better for others to ask for others than to ask for others."

The imperial concubine's eyes slowly moved from her husband's face to the outside of the hall, and said calmly: "You can find a way to go out and pass him a letter, tell him to come to Beijing quickly, don't come alone, bring the imperial army, and don't act any sad scenes for me outside, let alone pretend to be kind and pretend!

Humph, he is a eunuch and not a civil servant. Why do he want to be a cousin and want to set up a arch for himself? If he has this palace, he will have him, and if he does not have him, he will not be able to see this powerful relationship. Why should he protect my mother and son..."

Speaking of this, perhaps realizing the aphasia, the imperial concubine looked at Zi Yatou and found that the other party was not shocked at all. She couldn't help but laugh at herself: She doesn't know what I do.

"Just say what I said, as long as he enters Beijing, the sky will not fall! If he does not enters Beijing again, the sky will collapse."
Chapter completed!