Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 521 The Queen and Her Emoticons (31)

Murong Zhuo found that he couldn't understand his queen more and more.

Her mind was hidden too deep.

It seems that all the people in the world are chess pieces in her hands. If she wants to play a game of chess, she just moves it a few times at will, playing with people's hearts in the applause.

"Why?" After a long silence, Murong Zhuo spoke again, his voice hoarse and painful, "Empress, why are you so vicious? If you are dissatisfied with me, you can come to me, why bother to implicate others?"

Qiao Wei smiled, there was no wave in her eyes.

"Empress Dowager Wan's lewd/disrupted palace is an unforgivable crime. The concubine is covering up for the emperor."

Murong Zhuo suppressed his anger and asked: "Isn't this written by the Queen?"

"Yes." Qiao Wei's tone was very calm, without feeling guilty about it.

The guard that Murong Zhuo saw in the Eastern Palace was the guard who had committed adultery with Queen Mother Wan.At that time, this incident was well known to everyone, and the Empress Dowager Zhou sent her to the East Palace just to deal with it.Immediately, the East Palace was flooded, and Empress Dowager Wan was buried in a sea of ​​flames.

The guards were indeed arranged by Qiao Wei to enter the East Palace.

However, Qiao Wei didn't think she was wrong.

She is only responsible for sending people to the eyes of Queen Mother Wan, and Queen Mother Wan is willing to ask the guards to please her, isn't it?

Just like when Qiao Wei only said a word to Wanbi and offered a pair of poison, it made Wanbi want to kill the king.

All the paths were chosen by the Empress Dowager Wan herself.

What Qiao Wei did from beginning to end was just throwing a bait.

The Empress Dowager Wan couldn't bear the temptation/temptation, she was greedy for excitement, made a big mistake, knew she couldn't face it, set fire to the palace, and once she died, she wanted to put the blame on her Xiao Zhou's head?Where is such a cheap thing!
"Queen, why do you treat me like this? I treat you... Isn't it good enough?"

Murong Zhuo's expression was complicated.

She made suggestions for him, plotting the world.

He pampered her without a bottom line, what she wanted, he tried his best to find for her, and what she didn't want, he never forced.

Originally, Murong Zhuo naively thought that the two of them could stay together till the end of life, surrounded by descendants, and share a family relationship.

How did she know that what the queen wanted was never him, but the country behind him.

For the sake of power and status, she could betray him without hesitation!
"Okay?" Qiao Wei laughed again. "The emperor said yes, so that's fine. Because of this, the concubines have to 'repay' the emperor."

She lowered her head and looked up at Murong Zhuo who was leaning on the sick bed, her voice was extremely soft and soft.

"Your Majesty, in this life, is there anything you really care about?"

Care……

Murong Zhuo stared blankly at Qiao Wei, her cheeks were covered by thick makeup, he couldn't see her original appearance clearly.

Perhaps, he had never seen her real appearance.

This sober cognition almost made him collapse.

"Queen." Murong Zhuo stretched out his hand without warning, and tightly grasped Qiao Wei's slender fingers.

He suddenly didn't want to argue or blame anything anymore.

As long as he could keep her, he would hand over the country, so what?

The eye sockets are sour, and many suppressed strong emotions have no way to vent\/come out.

"Queen, what I care about the most is you." Murong Zhuo buried his head in her neck, sniffed greedily the fragrance of her quiet body, and murmured, "I can give you whatever you want. .”

The smile froze on Qiao Wei's lips.

After a long time, she lowered her eyes and asked in a flat voice, "Really?"

"Seriously!" Murong Zhuo said bitterly, "The empress doesn't need to plot against me, just stop. As long as it is what the empress wants, I will give in."

"Unfortunately, the whole life of this concubine is to destroy what the emperor cares about."

Qiao Wei's lips were pressed against Murong Zhuo's ears, and the warm breath slowly lingered in the pinnae of his ears.

"The more the emperor cares about it, the more the concubines want to destroy it."

There was undisguised strong hatred in her voice.

"Also, Chen Qie doesn't like other people's condescending 'yielding'." Qiao Wei pushed him away suddenly, stood up straight, her back was straight, and a cold smile appeared on her lips again, "Bi Instead of 'letting', the concubine prefers to 'grab' directly."

"Okay. What belongs to me is the Queen's. It doesn't matter whoever takes it."

With dazed eyes, Murong Zhuo stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch her, but she deftly avoided it.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court and prepare an heir."

Qiao Wei took out a pill from the bucket bag, pinched Murong Zhuo's chin with her fingers, and forced the pill into his mouth.

Murong Zhuo didn't resist the whole process, and didn't ask what kind of pill it was, so he swallowed the pill obediently, looking at Qiao Wei still full of affection.

Qiao Wei hated his look the most, she frowned and turned her head away, took Murong Chaoxi who had watched the whole show in a daze, and smiled softly at the child, "Little Sooner or later, let's go."

Murong Zhaoxi nodded in a daze.

"Come here, send the emperor into the palace to court."

The door opened.

Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared into the halo hand in hand.

Before leaving, Murong Zhaoxi couldn't help turning his head, and looked at the emperor lying in the shadows.

His face was extremely pale, as if he had received a huge blow, and his whole body was nestled in a thick shadow, appearing decadent and fragile.

This looks like...

It's kind of pathetic.

Murong thought to himself day and night.

Immediately, his little fleshy hand was gently pinched by a catkin.

"Let's go, Xiao Zhaoxi."

Different from the tone of resentment when facing Murong Zhuo, when Qiao Wei spoke to Xiao Zhaoxi, her voice was unbelievably gentle.

The tips of Murong Zhaoxi's ears turned red slightly.

"Yeah." He squeezed her hand tightly and looked up at her, as if looking at a noble and beautiful goddess.

Behind them, Murong Zhuo pursed his lips tightly, staring straight at the hands held by the two, his gaze gradually became dark and cold.

Afterwards, the personal guards trained by Qiao Wei set up Murong Zhuo and left, and forcibly threw him to the court hall.

Sitting on the long-lost dragon chair, facing most of the unfamiliar civil and military officials, Murong's heart was beating like a drum.

He had only been in a coma for a few short months, and after a few weeks, all the forces he had carefully cultivated were pulled out and replaced with a new face.

It can be seen that Xiao Zhou's methods are more powerful than he thought.

"The emperor's condition has improved a little today, and I hope to personally preside over today's heir ceremony." Qiao Wei sat on one side at the back, separated by a dense bead curtain, and the officials could only vaguely glimpse her white face from the gap. face.

She gently pushed Murong Zhaoxi who was standing next to her forward, making it appear in the field of vision of the officials.

"This is the candidate for the crown prince appointed by the emperor, Murong Zhaoxi."

Murong Zhuo opened his mouth, wanting to categorically deny it.

But as soon as he spoke, the voice that got into his ears was the exact opposite of what he wanted to say.

"What the queen said is true."

Murong Zhuo was shocked, what he wanted to say was obviously not this sentence!
He spoke again, wanting to emphasize that he did not approve of this Murong Zhaoxi, but what he said was something else.

"I have no children under my knees, Murong is smart and studious all day long, Gongmin is generous, he is the best candidate for the crown prince."

(End of this chapter)