At the end of the hour, the emperor slowly stepped into the gate of Fengyi Palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fengyi Palace suddenly knelt on the ground.

The queen was dressed in a red phoenix robe, with a red agate hairpin on her head, a ruby inlaid gold step, and the earrings on her ears were also priceless pigeon blood rubies. From head to toe, every detail is filled with a fire-like red, which is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

The emperor's cold afterglow swept by, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes, "Calm down." The tone was flat and cold, as if it had penetrated from a very distant place, illusory and unreal.

The queen looked at it with doubts, but saw that the emperor's facial features were distinct, and his face was as handsome as a knife, especially the black eyes, which were clear and deep, even if he was just sitting there, without saying a word, he also revealed such a deterrent, and he was born with an imperial appearance.

The queen was happy and shy in her heart, lowered her eyes, and had the heart to be closer to the emperor, so she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look again, but she saw that the emperor's face was like frost, and she didn't even look at her.

The queen couldn't help but feel aggrieved and dissatisfied in her heart.

After being silent for a while, it was very boring, and he walked to the phoenix seat next to the emperor's dragon chair and sat down, his face was tense, and he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy, like glue.

The people in the whole hall smelled something strange, and they all held their breath and stood with their hands down.

The hall was so quiet that those who were attentive could even hear the faint sound of green smoke curling from the incense burner.

The queen couldn't stand the weirdness anymore.

There was a sudden crackling sound in the inner sanctum, which was still piercing in such silence, no less than the thunderbolt rolling overhead.

The emperor was as silent as ever, as if he hadn't heard, and the book in his hand turned another page.

The more calm the emperor, the more angry the empress became. With this sound, the queen finally found an outlet, she got up with a snort, her voice was as sharp as an awl, as if it was about to puncture a person's eardrum, "Who is it?" Who's in it? ”

Her voice was high and high, full of anger in it, and the palace people knelt down.

The Queen's beautiful face lost its color, and it was rapidly distorted and deformed.

I saw a little girl in a light green palace dress crawling out of the inner hall with her hands on the ground, and the bun on her head trembled.

She trembled and crawled to the feet of the queen, who squinted at the still indifferent emperor, completely lost her mind, raised her foot and kicked at the reckless little palace maid.

Ah screamed, the little palace maid covered her face and rolled to the ground, and the palace people in the hall were silent and trembling.

The queen raised her foot again as if she had lost her heart, and Mama An didn't care about being inferior, she threw herself in front of the queen and took a kick for the little palace maid.

This kick was extremely heavy, and Mama An endured the pain and still knelt there.

She wants to wake up the queen with her pain, and she doesn't want the queen to be caught.

The queen was there, gasping for breath, obviously her heart was overflowing with sorrow, but she couldn't even shed a single tear.

She was the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, and her proud self-esteem did not allow her to do so.

Her gaze turned back to the Emperor, who was still reading his book in fascination.

Does he really love books that much? Or is it just an excuse for not wanting to face her? He had been in the door for so long, he hadn't looked at her, he hadn't asked for warmth, even if she had a tantrum under the pretext of losing her temper, he didn't say a word.

As if she had nothing to do with him, as if she and he were not the same world.

But they're husband and wife!

Why is he so cold and selfish? Can you ignore her openly?

He doesn't have her in his heart at all!

The unexpected happened in an instant, and the Empress rushed to the Emperor, snatched the book from his hand, and tore it frantically, as if only by such a forceful movement could she vent her anger.

Little by little, the pages of the book fell to the ground with tears that she could no longer stop, and the white flowers contrasted with the red of the carpet, so dazzling, so discordant.

The Emperor finally looked up at her, and she raised her proud chin to meet him.

Although she loved him, she would never beg for mercy if he ignored her.

The emperor looked at her quietly, and there was a little smile in his eyes, and the smile became more and more obvious, spreading to his lips, and the beautiful lips like water chestnuts were slightly upturned, which was very moving.

The Empress's expression froze, and the Emperor smiled at her.

She blinked, looked again, but saw that the emperor was still as cold as frost, and the queen's just hot heart instantly became cold again, was it her delusion? The queen's self-confidence was shaking.

The Emperor slowly got up in her astonishment, and he smiled very loosely, his smile was like a bright star in the world, and in that moment it illuminated her whole world.

The emperor opened his mouth, "If the queen wants to do anything in the future, just let go and do it, you don't have to be restrained, this is your home." "The emperor's voice is so good, like a spring breeze blowing on his cheeks, warm to people's hearts.

Is he egging her on? Don't blame her? She thought it was another pathetic delusion, but how could it be wrong that every word that came out of his mouth hit her heart so literally?

In her disbelief, the Emperor's slow pace was fading away from her.

The back was tall and arrogant, so detached, everything was in a trance, and it was real. As if in a dream, hadn't she often had such dreams before? It's just that those dreams are far more beautiful than now, living and sleeping together.

When the queen came back to her senses, the figure of the young emperor was gone, and all that was left for her was a mess.

What can the queen have here? She didn't feel that this place belonged to her, and perhaps her fate had been changed.

Who is to blame for all this?

The queen was at a loss.