Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Resentment of the Boudoir (I)

Ever since Zhong Lishuo made up his mind to raze the Phantom Pavilion to the ground, he began to think about how to make his teacher famous. In fact, it is not very difficult to become famous, as long as he can find the location of the Phantom Pavilion and then go to the old emperor to ask for a holy decree, everything will become logical, however, the most important thing now is how to find the location of the Phantom Pavilion.

Chen Tong hadn't come back from the news yet, but Zhong Lishuo couldn't sit still. But he didn't know that at the moment when he was so worried, Wen Shumei was also thinking about the same thing as him.

Wen Shumei overheard the conversation between Zhong Lishuo and Chen Tong, Jin Se, the name was like a spell, tightly haunting Wen Shumei's mind. This made Wen Shumei feel very flustered, she had never felt such a threat. Even if she remembered the words of her father, Wentai.

She is the one who wants to be the empress, if Zhong Lishuo really becomes the emperor, there will definitely be other women around him. Before that, the threat she felt was never as deep as it was now. Maybe it was because the name called Jin Se was said by Zhong Lishuo. Although she had never seen Zhong Lishuo's expression, she could still imagine that Zhong Lishuo's infatuation with that woman was beyond her sight for a long time.

This feeling is in a dark room, Wen Shumei is in it, but she can't get the slightest comfort, she stretched out her hand to grab a hand that could make her escape, but she didn't want to, the person who stretched out his hand to him pushed her farther. Thinking about it from her heart, Wen Shumei still has expectations for the position of the queen, but this is not everything she wants, everything she has, but Zhong Lishuo.

Although all the virtuous ladies before were pretended by her, there were also a lot of willingnesses contained in them, and now, she knew very clearly how humble her position in Zhong Lishuo's heart was, and the woman named Jin Se, she had never even met face-to-face, but she could firmly bind Zhong Lishuo's heart. An inexplicable hatred came to my heart, could it be that without Jin Se, Zhong Lishuo would come back to love her.

She used to have such thoughts, but she inexplicably amplified this emotion intentionally or unintentionally. Just sitting quietly in the dormitory, a darkness slowly submerged her, just like her mood at this time, as if she had fallen into an inescapable swamp, and the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

Zhong Lishuo sat in the study for a while, feeling that it was too late, and decided to go back to rest first, waiting for Chen Tong to send back the news before making another plan. Walking slowly, when I arrived outside the dormitory, I saw that there was no light in the dormitory, and I didn't feel strange in my heart. I took two steps forward and stepped back the door to enter.

Wen Shumei was disturbed by this sudden movement, raised her eyes to look at the door, and saw Zhong Lishuo standing straight at the door. She had thought of this man as familiar, but now she felt that he was incredibly strange, as if she had never known him.

Now that everyone else is in mind, come back to her to do something. The corners of Wen Shumei's mouth slanted, revealing a sneer.

"Why don't you light the lights? It's already so dark. Zhong Lishuo said in a faint voice, while calling the maid to come over and light the lamp.

The light of the large room was restored, and for a moment the dim candlelight reflected in the room, showing a warm feeling. Wen Shumei sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her eyes, raised her eyelids, glanced at Zhong Lishuo, her expression was as cold as ice, and although her voice was soft, she invisibly revealed a sense of distance:

"It's all dark in my heart, what's the use of the room being bright." After speaking, Wen Shumei raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile. This smile was so dazzling in Zhong Lishuo's eyes, he didn't understand where Wen Shumei's sudden emotion came from, but he also faintly felt that it was because of Jin Se.

But soon, Zhong Lishuo denied his thoughts, Wen Shumei had never seen Jin Se, let alone heard from Jin Se, she couldn't have known. So, Zhong Lishuo pretended to be smiling:

"I don't understand that. Who bullied you? The flattering element that cannot be hidden between Zhong Lishuo's words is not due to panic. Wen Shumei looked up at Zhong Lishuo, her eyes were straight, as if she wanted to see into Zhong Lishuo's heart, she lightly opened her thin lips:

"Your Highness really doesn't know? Or when I don't know? As soon as these words came out, Zhong Lishuo's face suddenly sank, and he could already guess the meaning of Wen Shu's flattering words, and said sharply:

"You eavesdropped on me talking to Chen Tong!" Wen Shumei stood up from the side of the bed, and a wry smile rose at the corner of her mouth:

"How dare Mei'er eavesdrop on His Highness's conversation with others. Jinse, huh? What kind of girl is that? How can you make Your Highness so intoxicated? The words are like needles, and they are inserted into Zhong Lishuo's heart. But Zhong Lishuo was extremely indifferent on the surface, he walked a few steps in front of Wen Shumei, looked at the woman in front of him condescendingly, and spit out a few words from the corner of his mouth:

"I don't want to say it."