Chu Duchen shook violently, his legs collapsed to the ground, his eyes opened wide, tears slipped out of his eyes, and he muttered, "Xiang'er, I love you......

Chu Wanxiang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled: "Chu Duchen, I don't love you anymore, so please don't pester me. The relationship between you and me has ended, and I am now Nangong Yao's imperial concubine."

"Xiang'er, you've changed, don't you love me anymore?" Chu Duchen shook his head mournfully, his eyes moist, and his expression haggard.

"Your Majesty!" Qiulan cried and dissuaded, "Don't provoke the Imperial Monarch, otherwise she won't want to see you for the rest of her life!"

"Qiulan, I know you're worried about me, but Xiang'er ...... her."

Chu Wanxiang looked at him, her eyes were as calm as water: "Chu Duchen, you can go."

Chu Duchen looked at her in a daze for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll go, you take care."

"Your Majesty!" Qiulan cried.

Chu Mohan turned around and walked out. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Chu Wanxiang's shout came from behind him: "Chu Mohan."

Chu Duchen stopped, his back stiffened.

"I'll write you a letter." Chu Wanxiang said, "This is what I owe you. We can't go back, so let's leave it at that."

"No! You can't leave me, Xiang'er!" Chu Duchen turned around, grief-stricken, "I love you, Xiang'er!"

Chu Wanxiang lowered her eyes: "I love you too."

Chu Duchen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reached out to hug Chu Wanxiang: "You lied to me, you don't love me at all......

"Your Majesty, stop persecuting the Emperor, you also know the character of the Emperor, once she makes up her mind to do something, she can't change it!"

"I don't care! I just want you back! You come back to me, and we continue to live our lives as before, okay?"

Chu Wanxiang was silent and did not speak. Of course, she understood that it was against the norm to do so, and she should follow the ancient rules to respect Chu Duchen, but since she woke up that night, she was not the cowardly and kind girl she used to be. In her soul lived a touch of the devil, a soul of resentment. She had been abandoned by her parents, oppressed by her family, and brutalized by her brothers and sisters, and she had enough.

She is not a saint, and she cannot forgive anyone in this world who has hurt her, even if that person is her husband.

"Wanxiang ......" Chu Duchen nervously stroked her cold cheeks, "You promise me to live well, okay?"

Chu Wanxiang sighed lightly and smiled, "Okay. I will write to you as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Chu Duchen wiped the blood from the corner of Chu Wanxiang's mouth with his hand.

Chu Duchen turned around and left in despair, his back looking so lonely. Chu Wanxiang looked at him and gradually moved away, and her eyes slowly turned red.

Chu Mohan looked at her pale little face, and felt pity in his heart, and called in a low voice, "Xiang'er......"

"Chu Duchen really loves you." Chu Wanxiang cleaned up the sourness in her eyes and smiled faintly, "I won't blame him."

"Xiang'er ......" Chu Mohan felt a pang in his heart.

"You go, I don't want to see you." She said coldly.

Chu Duchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will leave the capital and never set foot in the capital again."

Chu Wanxiang nodded: "Thank you, I wish you happiness."

Chu Mohan clenched his fists and turned to leave.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!" Qiulan cried.

Chu Mohan walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Chu Wanxiang coldly, with a dangerous and ruthless dark glint flashing in his eyes: "Chu Wanxiang, don't be too complacent, one day I will take back what belongs to me and break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Chu Wanxiang glanced at him coldly: "Let's wait and see."

Chu Mohan brushed his sleeves away.

Back in the emperor's bedroom, Chu Mohan swept over the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table with one palm, and scolded angrily: "Waste! It's all a bunch of shit!"

The attendants didn't even dare to gasp.

"Go, find Prime Minister Xia!" Chu Mohan shouted angrily.

"Your Majesty......" Qiulan said hesitantly, "Prime Minister's year."

Ji Da, you better not look for him."...

"You know what! I'm going to kill Prime Minister Xia tonight!"

"Your Majesty is angry." A royal physician hurriedly came, bowed, and said, "The minister has something important to do."

"Say it!"

"The minister has found some evidence, please look at it!"

Chu Mohan immediately ordered the chamberlain to fetch it and presented it to him. Chu Mohan was shocked after a cursory look, and asked the imperial doctor sharply, "What's going on?"

The imperial physician trembled and said, "After the minister discovered the existence of this letter, he immediately reported it to His Majesty, but accidentally omitted another one...... The minister is guilty of his sins, and I beg your majesty to forgive me!"

Chu Mohan was furious, raised his hand to smash the fold in his hand, and roared sharply, "Bastard! Bastard!"

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he fell to his knees and bowed his head silently.

"Your Majesty is angry!" Qiulan hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded, "The imperial doctor is also for you!"

"Hmph, this kind of dog slave who eats inside and outside doesn't die a hundred times!" Chu Mo's chest rose and fell in anger, "Come on, drag it down and cut it down to feed the wolf!"

Qiulan was so frightened that she kowtowed desperately: "Your Majesty spares your life! Your Majesty!"

The guards stepped forward and pulled her.

"Your Majesty's life, Your Majesty!" Qiulan wept and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty! Mother, save me, mother!"

Chu Wanxiang raised her eyes to look at Chu Mohan, who was glaring at Qiu Lan angrily, as if she was going to eat her alive.

"Let go of her." Chu Wanxiang commanded lightly.

The guards took two steps back, Chu Wanxiang got up to help Qiulan up, and gently helped her tidy up her messy sideburns: "Okay, it's okay."

"Niangniang......" Qiu Lan cried with joy, and threw herself on Chu Wanxiang's shoulder and cried so much that her heart and intestines were broken, "You have to make the decision for me!"

"Don't worry." Chu Wanxiang comforted her, "It's going to be fine."

Qiulan sobbed and said, "The slave is afraid of them......

"I've already explained." Chu Wanxiang patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "You go and rest first, don't worry."

"But the mother......

Chu Wanxiang frowned slightly: "Go ahead, listen to me."

Qiulan looked at Chu Wanxiang reluctantly, and finally gave in.

When night fell, Chu Wanxiang stood by the window, staring at the lake in the moonlight. The lakeside was brightly lit, and Chu Mohan was talking to someone in a wheelchair, and she knew him - Xia Shangyi's nephew, Xia Yuchen.

They were talking about Chu Mohan's illness.

Chu Mohan's weak and haggard appearance appeared in her mind, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist. Although Chu Mohan didn't admit that he was Chu Mobei, she knew who Chu Mohan was, and she felt his distress more clearly.

Chu Mobei and Chu Mochen are both her own brothers, and she hopes that the three of them can always live together in harmony and take care of each other. If necessary, she is willing to sacrifice for Chu Mobei.

Chu Wanxiang took a deep breath and walked into the hall with tears in her eyes. Chu Mobei and Xia Yuchen looked at it at the same time.