Regarding the emperor's sudden summons to him, Qingyuan was faintly surprised.

They had nothing to say except political matters, but there should have been nothing important these days that required him to be called in for discussion.

He won't joke about the livelihood of the people of Limin, but in addition to this, he will make a little move from time to time and make events of different sizes to see that his emperor Lao Tzu is extremely angry, but he also looks helpless, which will make him feel happy.

He just doesn't let him get better, he has the ability to abolish him!

The abolition of the crown prince is such a big thing, it is enough to shake the foundation of the country, especially the abolition of two princes in succession! And his crown prince has been canonized for less than three months, if he is not afraid that the prestige he has established for many years will become a joke, he, the 'evil son', will definitely have no opinion!

In other words, he was simply determined to eat him.

But then again, he even abolished the queen and the crown prince without blinking. really him off, and it was hard to guarantee that he couldn't do it. Anyway, he didn't expect much from this cold-blooded man.

Oh, my God! This cold-blooded animal with no emotion, shouldn't it be disappointing even with a small tolerance?

Or could he --- assume that this father had discovered his conscience and planned to cultivate father-son affection with him today, twenty years later?

He sneered mockingly.

No matter what, he Qingyuan is waiting for the call.

It's just that he never thought that what the emperor wanted to talk to him about would be this thing---

"Qingyuan, how long has it been since you saw Yanran?" The emperor didn't drag his feet at all, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the topic.

Qingyuan was stunned.

Hearing this name from someone else's mouth again, his heart was indescribably mixed.

How long has it been? He didn't count, and he didn't dare to do it, for fear that the more time passed, the more frenzied the thought of seeing her would become.

It's cowardice, right? He admits that he didn't have the courage to face her---

Now, he suddenly understood that when he first saw her, her pure and pure temperament like a virgin was not superb in acting, she was really a girl who didn't understand people, but he never believed her, not only misunderstood that she had an affair with Xuanli, but even thought that she was with her father---

I still remember that before the incident, she begged him, again and again--- but he turned a deaf ear and allowed the hurt to be done---

He actually lost his reason and raped his wife!

Qingyuan was afraid that there was only a cold in those tender eyes, afraid of finding deep hatred in that coldness, afraid that he would not be able to bear her resentment, and even more afraid of admitting his cruelty---

In a panic, he could only choose to escape.

It's not so much that he doesn't have the courage to face her, but that what he doesn't have the courage to face is actually himself.

The emperor stared at his gloomy and complicated expression, and realized something in his heart.

It seems that he is not completely indifferent, and perhaps there is still a silver lining in this marriage.

"What happened to you ---?"

The inquiring tone made Qingyuan's expression stiffen sensitively.

"Do you care about me, or do you care about her?"

The emperor sank his face, "Put away your thorns." Qingyuan! I'm also your father. ”

Who knew that he smiled unruly: "So you also know that you are my father?" Shouldn't I be relieved to cry bitterly? ”

The deep ridicule entered the emperor's ears, and he was slightly sentimental: "Are you taking revenge?" ”

Qingyuan laughed lightly: "It's too serious to say revenge, I've always acted casually, I don't know how serious I am, if there is something offended, please Haihan, no way, who told me to beat my little daddy doesn't hurt, grandma doesn't love it." The mother died early, so that there was a lack of discipline, no wonder she was not successful. ”

"You ---" The emperor finally saw clearly that his resentment that had been deeply rooted since he was a child, he was afraid that he would insist on pestering his heart and would not rest until he died.

He sighed deeply, and he felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

"No matter what, Yanran is innocent, don't vent your hatred on her, she is a very gentle and submissive woman, besides, she is already your wife, treat her well!" He spoke earnestly and bitterly.

Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked.

It's rare to see that the emperor cares so much about someone, and it is a person who is completely in his hands, he should feel very happy, because this is definitely enough to make his high-ranking father angry and lose half his life---

But why did Yan Ran's weak and miserable little face unexpectedly hurt his heart when he thought about it like this.

Can he really use her as a tool of revenge mercilessly, indifferently hurting her?

No, he can't! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so flustered, remorseful, and even unable to face her after hurting her---

"Is that enough? If that's all you have to say, I'm busy, so I won't be with you. Standing up, Qingyuan was expressionless, almost rude, and walked away.

"Wait!" The emperor opened his mouth to call him. "I don't believe you're so busy that you don't even have time to see your wife when she's sick!"

After a pause, Qingyuan's cold face changed slightly: "--- she is sick?" ”

"If you ever see her, you'll see how much she's lost!"

Pursing his lips, Qingyuan didn't say a word, his steady pace was still as calm as ever.

However, only he knew that his father's words had stirred up a thousand waves in his heart.

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Uncontrolled pace, after all, I stepped into this room that had been the scene of a violent storm.

In the huge bedroom, only a little palace maid was busy, and obviously she hadn't noticed his existence yet.

"What about the crown princess?"

The sudden sound startled the little palace maid, and she almost knocked over the bucket at her feet, but for a long time, she just stared at him with wide eyes and stared blankly.

Qingyuan frowned unhappily: "I asked you what about the crown princess?" ”

"Uh---huh?" The stunned little palace maid came back to her senses a little, and knelt down in shock and anxiety: "The slave maid sees His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Get up." He's starting to run impatient.

"You stupid, how do you serve the crown princess?" No wonder her body is so weak.

"Your Highness spares your life! Slave maid ---slave maid is --- so unexpected---"

In just three words, he grabbed his painful heart for no reason.

He's the man in this room! But he made it so surprising that he even walked into here--- what the hell did he do with her? And how much embarrassment and sorrow did she endure?

"Crown Princess, how are she ---?" I didn't have time to think about it, and the words had already drifted out of my lips.

What a failed husband! Whether his wife is good or not, he has to be told by others.

Even if he was surprised that he would ask this, the little palace maid who knew a little bit about words and expressions did not dare to show a little surprise, and replied very cautiously: "The princess is in a very bad mood for a while, and she eats less and less meals, she always sits alone, and she doesn't know what she is thinking, and she looks very melancholy." In the past few days, seeing that she was unwell, the slave maid wanted to pass on the imperial doctor for her, and she always said no, and then the emperor forcibly ordered the imperial doctor to see her and prescribed some soup recipes to nourish her body and dispel cold, but she always had no meal and never drank seriously. Look, the decoction is almost cold, and it's still on the table---"

"Enough!" Afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand the pain that was getting heavier and heavier, Qingyuan shouted in a deep voice: "Where is she now? ”

"In the garden in front of the ------" This solemn look makes people feel so frightened!

Qingyuan didn't say a word, turned around and walked away quickly, leaving the little palace maid who couldn't figure out the situation and winked at the air, confused.

The early autumn wind blew off the yellow leaves, fluttering on her shoulders, and the skirt, even the sadness of Qingqiu, also fell between her melancholy eyes and eyebrows---

I can't get rid of it! Autumn is so sad.

Such as her.

Standing in the garden, she didn't feel the chill at all, just faintly, lonely looking at the pieces of yellow leaves that were scattered and helpless, looking for someone who pities autumn.

Everyone loves the brightness of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the pride of winter, who pities the sadness of autumn, and the bleakness of autumn---

As soon as Qingyuan stepped into the park, what he saw was this scene.

The cool evening breeze blew her thin dress fluttering, but she seemed to lose her mind and didn't feel the chill at all.

His eyebrows locked unconsciously.

Silently moved closer to her, and then realized---

This slender body like a willow seems to be dispersed when the wind blows, and the beautiful face is so pale and haggard---

At that moment, the inexplicable throbbing pain tightly held the heart, Qingyuan forgot what he planned to say, and could only stare at her in a daze.

Sensing the strange gaze, Yan Ran returned to her senses, and as soon as she touched his deep eyes, she immediately lowered her head and bowed: "Your Highness---"

"Get up." He grabbed her with one hand.

Yan Ran lowered her eyes and never dared to meet him.

She always remembered that he didn't want to see her, so whenever he made contact with her, he would look away.

She had said that she would depend on him for everything, and if her presence bothered him, she would avoid it as much as possible, so that he would be less likely to hate her.

A suffocating silence filled the gap between the two, and Qingyuan tried to speak several times, but it still ended in silence.

What a terrible couple! Between them, there was nothing left to say goodbye.

Why didn't she look at him? Is the resentment so strong that she doesn't even want to face him? This wordless silence made him so uncomfortable---

Closing his eyes, he deliberately didn't let too many emotions dominate him, but he couldn't ignore her delicate body---

Without much thought, he ripped off the straps of his cloak and rolled it over her thin shoulders.

Yan Ran was stunned for a while, and immediately pushed back: "Your Highness, this ---"

This is not ordinary clothing, embroidered with dragon symbols, and represents the dignity of the robe, how can it be casually draped on her?

"Dressed!" He commanded with a frown, reaching out to pull the cloak for her.

Seeing that he was resolute, she didn't dare to say more, and hung her head silently.

"It's getting late, --- in the future, remember to add extra clothes." Since the death of his mother, he has never paid warmth to anyone, these words, he said very uncomfortable, but if he didn't say it, it made him even more uncomfortable in his heart.

Was he --- concerned about her?

Yan Ran was a little flattered and raised his head in astonishment, however, he had already stiffened his face: "Come in and talk about it." ”

Swallowing her doubts, she meekly followed him back to her room.

This is the first time they have been together peacefully since they got married, and it is no longer full of storms.

Isn't he disgusted with her anymore? Otherwise, why would he take the initiative to come to her?

At first, she thought he had something to tell her, but now it seemed as if he had just come to see her. It's strange, doesn't he really want to see her?