Chapter 3
There is no warmth and plunder as imagined.

Gu Heng stretched out his hand to cover her face, and the death-defying kiss fell on his palm.

In the darkness, Zhe Sang heard his laughter, even though he kept it low.

"Your Majesty is in a hurry and doesn't want to see where this place is. We've also seen the play, so why not go back to the palace and let me serve you well?"

Zhe Sang heard his full of teasing, and saw that there was no ambiguity in his eyes, which were sharp and cold.

It became even clearer that he was just teasing him on purpose. When had Zhe Sang been teased like this before? He angrily stepped on his boot and crushed it hard.

As expected, Gu Heng's smile froze.

"The Prime Minister was too close to me and accidentally stepped on you."

She stated, pushed him away, and left.

The thin and lonely figure blended into the dark night.

Gu Heng took a long step and quickly followed.

Yong'an Palace——

She was carried onto the bed by Gu Heng, pushed down, stripped off her clothes, and then tucked into bed.

Su Zhe watched Gu Heng undressing slowly and slowly, including his belt and robe. Gu Heng retracted his hand from the belt of his obscene clothes and stretched out his hand to block her gaze.

"I will go to court tomorrow morning, so please let me go today."

When Zhe Sang saw him taking off his clothes, he thought he wanted to——

Unexpectedly, he was just lying next to her, with his hands and feet not crossing the thin quilt.

For a moment, the dark room returned to silence.

Su Zhesang listened to the unfamiliar breathing around him and mechanically recalled the scenes that Leng Gong had seen.

For a moment, a warm hand touched her cheek.

"Is your Majesty secretly crying when she's not asleep?"

His voice was very gentle, as if he was teasing the sad little girl, whether it was out of theater or pity.

There was no moisture on her face.

"Prime Minister, you want to see me cry?" She held the big hand and took it under the thin quilt.

His palms were full of warm and fragrant nephrite, and his hands were so strong that Zhe Sang screamed in surprise.

Gu Heng's reaction was even greater. He quickly grabbed both of her hands, picked up the belt and tied it hard. Su Zhesang naturally refused, but the power gap was so great that struggling would not help.

Gu Heng wrapped her tightly in the quilt and suppressed her with his hands and feet, just like suppressing a prisoner, without any ambiguity.

"If someone else cheats on the empress, will the empress do it herself?" His voice was hoarse, but very cold. "Your Majesty, you shouldn't take it out on yourself when you're angry. You should repay anyone who misbehaves tenfold or a hundredfold."

It was a scolding, but also a concern. Zhe Sang's eyelashes flickered, and big tears rolled down.

To this day, if Gu Heng really did something to her, she would not be afraid or sad. Instead, she would feel a kind of twisted pleasure. She was having sex with his ministers despite her status as a queen. Even if the emperor didn't care about her life or death, she could show him in front of him. humiliated.

But Gu Heng didn't. Instead of scolding her, he was more angry that she didn't cherish him. She could bear Gu Heng's insults and ridicules, but she couldn't bear his slight concern. This unfamiliar concern made her feel a surge of grievances that she tried hard to ignore. And up.

She couldn't help crying and burst into tears.

"When I married him, he was expelled by the old emperor, and I fled with him and suffered a lot. He also grew to respect and care for me from the initial disgust. I know that he has three thousand beauties in his harem, but I never I was afraid that no one would be able to get past me if he favored anyone. I foolishly thought that I had an important position in his heart. I never thought that he would betray his trust and coax and lie to me like a fool. I was just for him. Su Qiong’s tool to pave the way.”

Su Zhesang said angrily, "He is the emperor. As he said, I have no children and no backers. Now that I know his true face, I have been trampled and bullied by him, but I have no power to fight back."

Gu gently wiped away her tears and said, "Your Majesty, please help me."

"Prime Minister, you are just teasing me. Just now you said you would serve me." Zhe Sang didn't buy it.

"If you help me today, but don't help me tomorrow, you are just playing tricks on me."

"I will always help you." His voice was gentle and pious.

Zhe Sang didn't know why, but there was some inexplicable trust in her heart.

"Why do you want to help me?" Zhe Sang took the opportunity to ask.

Gu Heng caught a glimpse of her calmness behind her tear-streaked eyes, and instantly came to his senses. She was crying half real and fake, so miserable that she did not forget to be on guard against temptation.Zhe Sang felt guilty and avoided his sharp gaze, but unexpectedly, he pounced directly on her and bit her cheek. There was no tenderness or ambiguity at all, it was all real pain.

"Your Majesty is so scheming, how can she still be deceived by others?"

He mercilessly pierced Zhe Sang's cautiousness and said in a sullen voice, "Of course I won't do anything in vain. If I save my queen, I should also give you some gifts."

When he was angry, there was no hint of confusion or ambiguity, he was just a deserted superior, killing decisively and making people tremble.

"It's a pity that the empress has neither power nor money, so she can only feed the tiger with her body." He said, his eyes passing over the ups and downs of the figure, as if inspecting his own belongings, the gentle peach blossom eyes were full of dangers, every inch was plundered .

Zhe Sang was stunned and shivered.

Gu Heng took off the belt that bound her, put on her clothes, turned around and left, the palace door behind him making a muffled sound.

Being able to accompany a deposed prince to make a comeback, Zhe Sang believed that he was not a simple-minded person.

Fu Rong was able to lie to her and humiliate her entirely because Zhe Sang loved and trusted him.

What's ridiculous is that this love and trust that have gone through hardships became Fu Rong's knife to kill himself.

Although she couldn't see through the thoughts of the powerful prime minister, she was certain that she made him angry. She could influence his mood today and influence his decision-making tomorrow.

He insisted on dragging himself to the cold palace to watch this drama. No matter what his psychology was, he was already involved in the game. He was a part of it, so why not take advantage of it?

The twists and turns passed by overnight, and as the sun rose in the east, everything remained the same as before, unchanged.

It's just that today the concubines came to pay their respects, but the queen was in good spirits and left them to talk.

Zhe Sang looked at Liu Zhaoyi, who had a plump figure and looked like someone.

Liu Zhaoyi is a peasant girl who was adopted two years ago. She is not very beautiful, but she is still pretty.Fu Rong said that he did not make up for the wedding and was determined not to touch Zhisang. Instead, he often went to look for Aunt Liu.

Zhe Sang smiled gently and gently skimmed off the tea foam with the tea lid.

"I suddenly remembered that Liu Zhaoyi and Zhu Guiji are still crowded in the same palace?"

Before Liu Zhaoyi could react, the palace maid Chongqing who was serving at the side took over the words.

"That's right. When we entered the palace, everything was complicated. The empress said that we should settle down first and adjust slowly in the future."

Zhe Sang looked at Liu Zhaoyi and said with a smile, "Liu Zhaoyi has his favorite place."

Liu Zhaoyi's expression was slightly cold, and she was unhappy in her heart. She and Zhu Guiji lived in the same palace, so why did she move instead of Zhu Guiji?
"Your Majesty makes the decision." Liu Zhaoyi looked sad.

Zhe Sang seemed unaware, "In that case, you have a quiet and elegant temperament, and Qinghe Palace is just right for you."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, their eyes lingering on the Queen and Liu Zhaoyi.

Qinghe Palace is located in the west of the harem, next door is Leng Palace, and far away from Yong'an Palace and Yangxin Palace.

"The bamboo forest in Qinghe Palace is a perfect match for Liu Zhaoyi." Zhe Sang explained gently, as if he was sincerely choosing Liu Zhaoyi.

Liu Zhaoyi responded with a small white face.

Zhe Sang then said to a room of beautiful palace concubines, "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, so you should pay more attention to him."

"I have been married to your Majesty for many years, and we have become as ordinary as water. You have just entered the palace, and your Majesty must be even happier."

Zhe Sang lowered her eyes, feeling a little lonely.Everyone knew that she was rejected yesterday.

"The emperor's heir is related to the country, so you should pay more attention to it. I'm afraid that the palace will become more and more lively after the draft is held in the future."

Zhesang's tone was sour, and he felt depressed after saying that, so he waved his hand for them to go back.

During lunch, Chongqing told Zhe Sang that Liu Zhaoyi went to the imperial study to deliver homemade snacks, but was rejected.Zhe Sang understood that the real owner was back, and the substitute was afraid that he would be despised to death.

When it was time to light the lamp, after Zhe Sang had taken a bath, she was half-leaning on the couch and reading a book. Lu Yi, who was on duty at night, sat aside and did some needlework to pass the time.

"Is Chongqing back?" Zhe Sang asked casually.She asked Chongqing to go to the imperial study room to watch and have fun.

"She is still in the imperial study, I will be back first."

A familiar voice sounded from behind, and the unsuspecting Zhe Sang was so frightened that he jumped up.

(End of this chapter)

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