The queen's face was flooded with a sickly pallor, her sorrowful eyes grasping the emperor tightly, grief seemingly choking her throat, she croaked: "Your Majesty, you actually look at your subject like this?!"

  "Get out of here, all of you."

  Yuandi's face turned gloomy, his voice low and menacing. He waited until only two people were left in the hall, then glared at her and growled: "Can I still trust you? - What happened to Consort Mei's unborn child? How did it mysteriously disappear? You dare to plead for justice in front of me?"

  His suppressed anger was like a thousand pounds hanging by a thread, so tense and trembling: "If it weren't for the sake of our husband-and-wife relationship, I would have deposed you long ago!"

  The queen listened quietly and did not defend herself. She only had tears in her eyes when she heard the four words "husband and wife".

  "Brother Qī!"

  She cried out with deep emotion and sadness, her big black eyes filled with sparkling tears.

  "I know I was wrong!"

  She choked with sobs, her beautiful eyes fixed on the emperor, just like a long time ago, that gentle and quiet woman.

  The emperor gazed at her, recalling that they had once been childhood sweethearts, exchanging vows of eternal love. At the time, when she was resplendent in her palace attire, receiving the homage of the court officials and their wives, he would always smile to himself, his eyes fixed on the simple palace flower beneath the phoenix coronet on her head. Every time, he would rebuke himself for it, but she remained as carefree as ever.

  "I don't want those gold and jade things - they're so heavy to wear!"

  She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, exuding a pure and flawless aura, as if surrounded by an elegant and refined halo.

  How did one become like this?

  The emperor was pained to the extreme, his eyes were like torches, and at a glance, he saw that the queen's eyes did not curve downward - he was too familiar with her, this was not true sorrow, true crying!

  Why is it like this... You used to be different, so meticulous and cruel.

  The emperor's sorrow and hatred were intertwined, and for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

  The queen looked at him without speaking, then opened her mouth and said: "I have no other intention, I just want to take good care of my sister Mei and make up for my past mistakes."

  She gritted her teeth and spat out harsh words: "Your Majesty... if this time, Mei's sister and the child in her womb have any mishap, you can abolish me as your concubine!"

  Yuan Qi heard this and was slightly startled, looking at her saying it so decisively, with a heart full of suspicion, but not revealing anything on her face.

  "I have been in charge of the harem since I became your concubine, but I have achieved nothing and lost your favor. What hope is there for me now?!"

  The queen smiled sadly, the morning breeze blowing her long sleeves and skirt hem, her whole person shrouded in a greenish-blue color, looking frail and weak.

  "I just hope to share your worries a bit - a healthy crown prince is exactly what you need... Brother Qi, for you, I am willing to do anything!"

  The queen spoke with a trembling voice, her eyes brimming with pain and slightly closed.

  Yuan Qi gazed at her, and due to this extremely sincere and true feeling, he was shocked in his heart.

  "From today on, I will take care of Mei's sister until she gives birth. I will treat this child as my own. Your Majesty can just watch!"

  The queen said to this place, with some temper, her voice choked, Yuan Qi looked at her tear-stained face, as if he had found the shadow of the past. He stretched out his hand and wiped away her tears.

  The queen grasped his hand and felt the warm, steady masculine breath, then suddenly let out a low sob and fell into his arms.

  Yuan Qi held her in his arms, letting her sob against his chest, but his heart was a vast emptiness.

  He didn't know whether he should believe her and wait and see, or...

  At this moment, a faint voice broke the silence in the hall. Someone outside the door whispered something, and a clear and familiar voice hastily asked, "How long has it been?"

  The next moment, the temple door was violently pushed open. Yuan Qi looked up in shock and saw that beside the gate, the person he had been thinking about day and night was standing tall.

  Morning dew in her eyes with a frosty chill, she suddenly pushed open the palace gate, her face full of stunning anger, her killing aura dyed her eyebrows with a refreshing coolness, like icy jade falling to the ground, chilling and shattering.

  She gazed intently for a moment and saw the emperor and empress embracing each other, almost stunned on the spot.

  Yuanyu could almost feel it, the tension around her relaxing in an instant, only to be replaced by a chillier gaze than usual.

  "What's going on?"

  The emperor somewhat understood, but still asked.

  "Please forgive your humble servant for being impolite..."

  But he didn't say it out loud. Yuan Qi thought for a moment and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, with warmth surging in his heart.

  She saw that the palace gates were tightly closed and there was no sound for a long time, thinking that the Empress had some prejudice against me!

  He gazed deeply at the beauty, seeing that she didn't even blink, staring at him intently. He felt completely ill at ease all over his body. Unconsciously, he exerted force with his hand and pushed away the Empress.

  "Are you here to urge me to get up early?"

  Without waiting for a response, he stood up and walked out. The girl waited by the doorstep and whispered a few words in his ear.

  "How could this be?!"

  Yuan Qi was displeased with Dao, looking at the girl's calm and peaceful eyes, all his regrets instantly vanished.

  "It's all over, this is fate..."

  He wanted to say something more, but seeing the guards' anxious expressions, he knew that time was up and hastily boarded the litter. He said to Chen Lu: "Continue searching, not a single one can be spared!"

  In the palace, silence was restored. The queen knelt weakly on the ground, and after a while, she slowly got up. She gazed at her reflection in the glaze glass vase, and suddenly let out a chilling cold laugh.

  "What's in your heart... is actually her!!"

  She smiled with a ferocious grin, her face slightly twisted: "Don't worry, I'll do what I say, won't hurt that child's hair... What I want is your heart's flesh!"

  She muttered again, repeating: "I am your queen, not your wife... In the future, I will be the true mistress of the entire heavenly dynasty!"

  That laughter continued to echo in the hall, crisp and pleasant, yet as if a demon had descended.

  The report of the morning dew is about a person's life and death.

  That He Gu Gu of the Imperial Garden, upon realizing that the red fruit had been dug up and also hearing that the Empress Dowager was already safe and sound, let out a mournful cry and crashed into the wall, her life hanging by a thread. She fell into a coma for over half a month and still lingered on with a faint breath.

  The emperor instructed the imperial physician to use the best medicine and treat her with all his heart, for no other reason than to find a gap in her, so that King Jing could not escape from the "Empress's poisoning case" and completely clear himself of suspicion.

  Chenlu and Qiyun, though they didn't say it out loud, also deeply resented Jing Wang's hypocritical attitude. The royal family's troubles started from within the palace walls, with brothers turning against each other, which was exactly what they wanted to see. Even with Chenlu's divine medical skills, she couldn't save this woman who had suffered a severe head injury.

  This morning, a servant came in a hurry to report that the girl had woken up. The two of them didn't even have time for breakfast and hastily went forward, only to see such a scene -

  "Xiao Xuan...... Hehe, your clothes are all bright red..."

  "Don't take out the knife... I'm scared, ahhhhhhh!"

  Looking at He Gu Gu who was shrinking in the corner with a crazy expression, Chen Lu furrowed her brow and looked at the imperial physician, waiting for an answer.

  "She may have suffered a severe head injury, damaging her mind..."

  The imperial physician was somewhat tongue-tied and very embarrassed.

  Chenlu helplessly gazed at this madwoman, personally went to take her pulse, and had no choice but to admit that she was beyond medical help.

  She turned around and left, preparing to inform the emperor, but unexpectedly encountered such a scene...

  "The Emperor said that all accomplices should be arrested together, which is also good, and the small ears and eyes of Jing Wang should also be collected!"

  Chenlu returned to her own Bimonth Palace, slightly coldly smiling and saying, with a sharp and cold tone in her voice.

  "Why do you harbor such hatred towards Jing Wang?"

  Gu Yun was very puzzled.

  "That night, I learned from the Emperor that Yuan Xu's most favored was actually this King Jingyuan!!"

  The tone of morning dew is low and solemn.

  The night was deep, and the imperial garden was quiet, with only the birds flying lightly on the treetops, making it even more serene.

  A figure, noiselessly and suddenly flashed from the corner of the wall.

  She was a palace maid of medium appearance and looked very ordinary.

  She held a living creature in her hand, flapping its wings. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a grey pigeon.

  She faced the sky, her wrist lightly raised, and the pigeon, as if well-trained, circled higher and flew eastward.

  All that was heard was a sharp whistling sound, and a pellet shot straight out, hitting the pigeon right in the face. It let out a weak cry of pain and fell to the ground, its grey and white feathers stained with blood.

  "Girl, you're so enthusiastic! Coming out in the middle of the night just for this pigeon!"

  Qu Yun put away the slingshot in his hand and smiled mockingly.

  Morning dew grasped her throat: "Who is your master?"