She suddenly remembered her original pursuit and desire.

In fact, since she was very young, Mi Yue has always had a firm desire to marry a man who stands at the top of the world.

Because she firmly believes that only a truly supreme man is qualified to embrace his peerless beauty.

And the emperor, the king of a country, the respect of the ninety-five, such a man must be the existence she is pursuing. Mi Yue thought so, so many years ago, she chose to enter the palace for this reason and became a concubine of the emperor in the three palaces and six courtyards.

At that time, she didn't think too much about love, she just felt that the so-called feelings could be cultivated, and she had 100% trust in her peerless beauty, and any man would fall for her. And as long as she finds the man who is worthy of her, everything is enough.

So she successfully entered the palace, successfully became a concubine, and successfully captured the emperor's heart, but all this was not enough. In Xianyang Palace, there are so many concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, and Mi Yue disdains to be in the same position as them. Only by becoming the queen and getting the unique status of the royal family can she realize her wish.

Thinking like this, Mi Yue relied on her stunning appearance, unique charm and scheming methods to destroy one competitor after another, gradually rose in the harem, became the emperor's favorite concubine, and walked step by step to the queen's throne.

So all along, Miyue has been working hard for her own wishes, and it can be said that she is unswervingly moving forward.

But in this way, she is scheming and unscrupulously approaching the position of queen, but in fact, she has become more and more confused and empty.

Gradually, she forgot what her original wish was. But she was unwilling to stop, unwilling to let go, after all, she had worked hard for the queen's position for so long, paid so much, and poured the best years of her life into it.

How can you be willing to stop?

It wasn't until Ying Zheng appeared, it was the appearance of this child who was born with bright pupils that made her make a life-changing decision. Although it was a mother's germination at that time, she voluntarily took over the responsibility of raising the prince on impulse, but in the end, this also unexpectedly freed Miyue from the impasse of life.

Looking at Ying Zheng now, the three-year-old child smiled in his arms, and Mi Yue felt a very inexplicable satisfaction.

After spending so many years in the harem, she finally realized the beauty of the relationship between people.

As soon as she thought of this, warm tears couldn't help but slip from Mi Yue's eyes.

"For so many years of youth, the most beautiful self in those years was missed by my own obsession."

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Ying Zheng raised his eyes to look at Miyue's tear-wet eyes, and his eyes revealed more care than a child.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Mi Yue smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then looked at the three-year-old Ying Zheng with a smile.

"Ah Zheng, is the mother concubine good-looking?" She asked.

"Beautiful." The three-year-old Ying Zheng could hardly show a trace of childishness, and said proudly, "The mother concubine is the best-looking!" ”

"My Ah Zheng's mouth is so sweet!" Mi Yue stretched out her finger and gently scraped it on the nose of the three-year-old Ying Zheng.

"It's not sweet, I'm sincere." Three-year-old Ying Zheng still pouted and emphasized.

"Huh! What an old kid you're in! I know what is true and insincere. Mi Yue laughed at him.

"Yes, I have a clear conscience." Three-year-old Ying Zheng will say very seriously.

And Mi Yue looked at him and smiled, but didn't speak. Every time she said this, she would be like this, and her eyebrows and eyes were happy and satisfied.

In fact, in Mi Yue's life, I have heard too many people praise her beauty, and she has long been unwavering. But every time she hears Ah Zheng praise her for her good looks, she is always very happy. Maybe this is the feeling, Mi Yue thought, so even if it is exactly the same, Ying Zheng said it out of his mouth, and it was different from everyone else.

"It's just a pity that I missed so many years before I understood the so-called feelings."

Mi Yue couldn't help but feel sentimental, but she was afraid that Ying Zheng would see her tears, so she took a deep breath and let go of her sentimental self.

In those carefree years, Mi Yue snuggled up to the young Yingzheng and lived a very simple but happy life. Mi Yue didn't think about the position of the queen anymore, and Ying Zheng didn't ask about her biological mother, they all seemed to be satisfied.

That's probably the warmth of life, she thought.

So Yingzheng grew up day by day, becoming smarter and more handsome, and the bright light of the two-eyed dragon eyes became brighter and brighter.

Mi Yue will feel sincerely happy when she sees Yingzheng's growth, but as the years go by, she is also getting old. Until Yingzheng was seven years old, Mi Yue was thirty-seven years old.

Thirty-seven years old is the cruelest time for a woman, because she will witness the remnants of her youth, and all her beauty, fade away bit by bit, and scatter into withered sand. She will begin to face paleness, face aging, face the most terrible things in this life.

Moreover, she has nothing to run away from.

Although the thirty-seven-year-old Miyue is still beautiful and charming, she knows that she has reached the age when she is going to grow old, and the slender wrinkles have climbed into the corners of her eyes.

No woman can really face aging calmly, especially a beautiful woman like Miyue. The knife of time scraped away her beauty little by little, that is, the most important thing that killed her. The rest is just the rest of the life that the old man faces.

This is probably my life. Mi Yue thought that when her beauty died, her life would be over. And throughout her life, she did not fulfill her original wish, and she did not even have a person she really loved in her life.

Thinking of this, Mi Yue is inevitably sentimental, she has really spent too many good years.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, she's already starting to grow old.

Fortunately, there is still Yingzheng. Looking at Ying Zheng, Mi Yue felt that she would be full of expectations for the future.

Fate, fate. Mi Yue sighed, being able to become the child's mother is really a happy thing in life.

It's a pity that she didn't realize it until then, and this fate was much deeper than she thought.

However, when Miyue was thirty-seven years old, an unexpected thing happened.

The emperor decreed that Mi Yue was canonized as the empress of the dynasty.

As soon as the news came out, the three palaces and six courts, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, were deeply shocked. No one expected that Imperial Concubine Mi, who had voluntarily raised the second prince and had withdrawn from the palace dispute, would be made the queen of the thirty-sixth royal family of Qin and Chu for no reason after seven years of separation. The lord of the harem and the mother of the whole country.

Perhaps this is providence. Even Mi Yue herself couldn't imagine that she, who had already let go of the obsession in her heart, finally became the queen of Qin Chu.

But this queen should also be deserved. In Mi Yue's heart, she really doesn't care.

Even on the day when she climbed the platform and stood in the back seat under the watchful eye, she was not disturbed.

Because she thought through and saw her true heart. Even if the queen's position is won, her wish will not be realized.

Her original wish was to marry a man who was really a king, but the so-called emperor was not that kind of man. For so many years, she has been lost, and now that she is old, she has no reason to reminisce about her past wishes.

She's missed out on her whole life.

However, this queen's position is indeed very valuable to her, and after becoming a country, she also has more power and resources in her hands than before. That way, she might be able to do something......

Ying Zheng, of course what she thinks of is Ying Zheng...... Over the years, Ying Zheng, who has grown up little by little, has always remembered the ambition he swore when he was three years old, and in the years of training, his heart has become tougher and his eyes have become more and more resolute.

He wants to be the emperor of heaven and earth!

However, as the second prince, she is not qualified to inherit the throne legitimately, and it is impossible for her to become the prince of the country. Seven-year-old Ying Zheng already knows this well after reading the entire history of Qin and Chu. Although he didn't say anything, and he didn't have any doubts about Mi Yue, Mi Yue knew that Ying Zheng would never obey the constraints of this so-called tradition and fate. He will definitely find a way, even if it is unscrupulous, to ascend to the throne.

Mi Yue, who has raised Yingzheng for seven years, knows very well, and no one knows better than her. Ying Zheng is a person who is too thoughtful, he has a heart that is far beyond ordinary people, and all the silence is just Taoguang and obscurity.

Although it is not appropriate to use such words to describe a child, this is Miyue's true thoughts, but she regards Yingzheng as the most important person, and no matter what he wants to do, she will not object.

And now Miyue, who is the queen, can use the power in her hands to help Yingzheng, even if she breaks history and pushes a generation of second princes to the throne, it is not impossible.

Thinking so, Mi Yue felt that her position as the queen was very valuable, at least she could help Ying Zheng realize his wishes.

So she sat in the palace after the beginning of spring and asked Yingzheng.

"Ah Zheng, do you still want to be the emperor?"

"There's nothing to wonder about." Yingzheng, who was running in the palace with a kite, stopped, turned around and smiled at his mother. At only seven years old, he looks more mature than a teenager. And he always seemed to know what he wanted to be.

"Hmm. Also. Of course, my Ah Zheng is going to be the emperor. Mi Yue looked at him, smiling with satisfaction, and a trace of wrinkles faintly appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"The mother is now the queen. More can be done for you. If you want to be the emperor, the mother concubine will fully support you, even if you break the national calendar and laws, you can also ascend to the throne. ”

"Hmm." Ying Zheng turned his head and shook his head softly, "No, mother." ”

Ying Zheng let go of the thread in his hand and let the kite go away in the spring breeze, and then he stared at the deep sky, and the dragon's bright pupils faintly revealed bright light.

"I was born for the throne of the emperor, and I will eventually reign in the world."

Ying Zheng groaned, then turned around and smiled at Mi Yue like a seven-year-old child.

"Mother, you don't have to do anything, just look at me."

Mi Yue looked at Ying Zheng's pair of dragon-like bright pupils, and was silent for a moment. Is this a seven-year-old capable of saying? He was declining the help of his powerful and telling himself that he could firmly follow his own path to the throne.

What kind of self-confidence without a shadow, what kind of momentum that swallows mountains and rivers, he is a person born for the throne of the emperor.

He will be the true king of this world!

On the other side, in an instant, Mi Yue's long-silent heart throbbed in disbelief.

The temperament that she didn't see in a real emperor, but she found it in this seven-year-old child.

Ying Zheng is such a unique person, he will become the only king in heaven and earth.

He's the kind of person Miyue has been waiting for!

How so? How so? How could it be!?

Tears welled up in her warm eyes, and Miyue didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

After so many years, even her proudest and most beautiful beauty faded in front of the years, but at this time, until this time, she finally found the kind of person she had been looking for.

But why is this person a seven-year-old child, and the son she has raised for seven years - Ying Zheng!

The world is unpredictable, and creation makes people. The thoughts in Mi Yue's heart were as complicated as a cocoon, but she knew that she couldn't deny that when the seven-year-old Ying Zheng said those imperial words, her heart, the heart that she had been dusty for nearly ten years, really couldn't help but tremble.

"Mother, what's wrong with you." Ying Zheng saw the tears in the corners of Mi Yue's eyes and asked very gently. At the age of seven, less than three feet, he slowly walked to Miyue, reached out to hold Miyue's cheek, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"If you cry, your face won't look good."

And when Mi Yue raised her tearful eyes and saw Ying Zheng again, she suddenly found that Ying Zheng felt different in her eyes than before. It seems that standing in front of him is no longer a seven-year-old child, but a man who has not yet grown up.

The two sincere hearts beat at hand, but Mi Yue didn't speak, and Ying Zheng didn't care.

Suddenly, Mi Yue's hand stretched out slightly, and Ying Zheng hugged her willingly, and hugged the woman who suddenly became weak in the posture of a child.

Maybe it changed from that day, or maybe it was predestined from earlier.

Forbidden feelings began to grow silently, and Miyue Yingzheng still lived quietly, spending those peaceful years with each other. The wise sky closed one eye, the calm earth also closed one eye, even mortals seemed to close one eye, and no one in the world ever questioned them, and no one criticized them.

The world has given them a beautiful silence, so beautiful that even they themselves will forget that it all exists.

But as long as they are quiet, as long as they are not far away, as long as they stare at the sky, as long as they ask questions in their hearts, they will understand very well the emotions hidden in their hearts.

At least Mi Yue understands very well.

She knew that she had fallen in love with her Ah Zheng.