Empress Dowager Rong informed An Yan of this news.

An Yan was ecstatic.

"Don't be too happy, now that the emperor is also in your eyes, you are so flustered, you don't know what to do, I'm afraid it may not be easy to enter the palace. Therefore, this palace is telling you now, I want you to be cautious, know the proportions, and don't make mistakes again. Saying this, the Queen Mother's eyes were much sharper.

An Yan lowered her eyes and took a step back: "Yes, my niece obeys." ”

"In addition, during this period of time, you must often walk around the palace, you must know the affairs of the palace well, and you must not stay in the palace and have conflicts with people, and there are mistakes and omissions. The emperor doesn't like you in the first place, and you are a chess piece arranged by the palace beside him, he will be much more cautious and will not allow you to make mistakes. The Queen Mother's words became more and more cold.

An Yan stared at the Queen Mother and nodded solemnly: "Niece remember." ”

On the other side, Murong Che arrived at Xiangrui Palace.

The cold wind is miserable, in the auspicious palace, an unknown tree is constantly dropping yellow leaves, and although the overgrown palace has been trimmed, it is still bleak.

When Murong Che stepped on this place, his sword eyebrows were twisted.

Father-in-law An's complexion also changed a little.

Looking at the desolation around him, Murong Che slowed down.

He couldn't imagine how An Miao had survived here, and the herbs and weeds in that corner seemed to have been carefully planted by her.

He could understand the herbs, but what was the use of the weeds?

"Your Majesty, it's the slave's fault, the slave didn't arrange it, please condemn it!" Gonggong An knelt in front of Murong Che.

He knew how cruel everything was in Murong Che's heart, and he wanted to be angry.

Murong Che didn't look at Father-in-law An, bypassed him, and continued to move forward.

Gonggong An had to kneel in place, not even daring to raise his head.

Murong Che stepped into the interior of Xiangrui Palace.

Inside, he was even more angry.

Although Father-in-law An has arranged for people to replace all the furnishings with new ones, who knows, not to mention that they are all inferior supplies, they are still disliked and not used.

How can she be a divorced concubine, how can she tolerate such treatment?

And that person was drinking the medicine comfortably at this time, and he didn't feel anything wrong in this palace at all.

"You can be quiet!" Murong Che was furious.

Hearing this, An Miao raised her eyes.

Seeing that it was Murong Che, she was stunned at first, then there were some tears in her eyes, and then she got up and knelt down to salute Murong Che.

Murong Che rudely dragged her up: "These are what you are satisfied with?" ”

He asked.

These? An Miao swept around suspiciously, and smiled bitterly: "It's not that the concubines are satisfied, it's just that this is the emperor's order, and the grievances of the concubines can only stay in their hearts." ”

"Humph!" Murong Che pushed her away and patted her clothes in disgust.

An Miao stumbled twice, her foot touched the pillar, and it hurt, but she didn't have time to check, so she knelt down directly.

Murong Che turned his back, and his deep voice was a lot colder: "This is the price you paid for assassinating me!" ”

"This price is indeed big, it's just the revenge of killing the mother, can the concubine ignore it?" This time, An Miao chose to be calm.

No matter how he pressed her before, she was silent, how could she say it so easily this time?

Murong Che frowned, looking displeased.

An Miao hooked her lips and explained self-deprecatingly: "Not to mention your kindness to your concubine, even this difficult day in Xiangrui Palace is enough to make the concubine collapse." ”

"What about the revenge of killing my mother? Don't report it? ”

This is a hurdle, a hurdle that cannot be crossed.

He stared at An Miao, his breathing couldn't help but slow down, and then he slowed down, and in his deep black eyes, a worry that he didn't realize was swaying.

"Nope." An Miao shook her head, "How can you not avenge the revenge of killing your mother." ”

She raised her eyes, and her cold eyes were moist, and they met his.

Murong Che couldn't see anything from An Miao's eyes.

She, what is this going to do?

The heart is a little cold, as if someone has been pricked.

Immediately, An Miao got up and walked towards Murong Che step by step, step by step, heavy and slow.

Murong Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and his anger spread around, although he was silent, he was still shocked.

An Miao carried his shock and came bravely.

She should have killed him. Murong Che wanted to hide a little, but he didn't see anything in her bright eyes, which gave him a little courage.

Perhaps, he could take a gamble.

So, Murong Che waited quietly for An Miao to come.

When she took An Miao to Murong Che's side, she picked up the bowl on the side, smashed it hard, and took a piece of broken porcelain.

She clenched the broken porcelain.

The porcelain shard stabbed her hand, and scarlet blood fell from between her fingers.

Silly? Murong Che glared at her in annoyance: "It's not enough to hurt enough, do you want to add more, or do you want to deceive me with death to gain my sympathy?" ”

"No, the concubine just wants to remind herself, don't forget the revenge of killing your mother, you have to be ruthless."

It turns out, so it is.

Hehe. Murong Che's heart was cold.

"I always thought ......" Just as Murong Che opened her mouth to speak, she held the broken porcelain piece and smashed it at Murong Che.

He looked like a madman with all his strength and desperation.

Murong Che subconsciously dodged.

An Miao was unwilling, her eyes were scarlet with anger, like a ruthless lion, who had to take the other party's life.

Murong Che flashed dexterously, and with a backhand shake, he shook her slender hand holding the porcelain piece.

However, even so, An Miao changed her other hand and smashed it towards Murong Che's arm.

When Murong Che looked at An Miao's purpose for his arm, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his mood was not as gloomy as before.

When that ruthlessness touched Murong Che's hand, he lost most of his strength, and in the end, he only left a small scratch on Murong Che's strong arm.

Staring at the scratch, An Miao said quietly: "This is revenge." ”

With a plop, the porcelain piece fell, and An Miao knelt on the ground.

Tears of remorse and relief welled up in her eyes.

"Actually, the concubine had the opportunity to hit with one blow before, but the concubine didn't, because the concubine couldn't be ruthless. At that time, I only felt that I was soft-hearted, and when I calmed down in the past few days, I found that it was the friendship of the concubine to you. Saying this, An Miao raised her eyes.

In those eyes, there is a little friendship.

He knew it! Murong Che smiled a little.

"Although, there is a hatred of killing your mother, but you are the emperor, if the concubine kills you, the world is bound to be in chaos, and it is not good for the people. In addition, hatred is just a reason to tie yourself up, and if you put it in your heart, won't there be no stability in this life. ”

Murong Che agreed with An Miao's thoughts: "There are thousands of hatreds, all of them are suppressed, and only forgiveness can be relieved." ”

When you let go of others, you also let go of yourself.

"Yes, in the recent past, the concubine has been bullied by all kinds of people, and there is no room to fight back, and she is really embarrassed. However, it is not the same for a concubine to rely on you. "If you have power, you will become a person that everyone fears.

At that time, who would dare to bully easily?