My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 218

The next day, the imperial garden was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

The air after the rain was extremely fresh, and the flowers were still stained with water droplets, which were crystal clear.

The two walking side by side moved slowly, their faces more delicate than flowers, adding color to the garden in spring, like a picture scroll.

The queen looked sideways at Wang Xiluo, who was absent-minded, and teased: "I finally let you lose the election, why are you still so unhappy?"

Wang Xiluo crushed the crabapple in her hands, and said flatly: "Did Auntie try her best to help me? Why did the emperor drag on for a while without proclaiming the imperial decree, and the queen mother had to cut off her beard?"

"Are you blaming me for Shen Qianxia?"

The queen smiled faintly, her eyes were unclear, and the smile couldn't reach her eyes.

"No." Wang Xiluo knew in his heart that since the queen mother decided to intervene in this matter, there was no room for maneuver.

The relationship between the queen mother and the queen is not very good.

The empress is clearly the head of the six palaces, but once the empress dowager interferes with anything, she has no right to make decisions.

The empress dowager was even more ignorant of the empress, as if she was a natural enemy, and the person whom the emperor held dear to her heart had never been treated by her.

Seeing her unhappy expression, Wang Xiluo suddenly realized that his tone just now was too blunt.

So she softened her voice and continued, "Auntie, I was too anxious to speak properly, so don't take it to heart."

The queen smiled slightly, and sat down on the chair in the waterside pavilion, "You have always been calm, why are you so restless? Didn't the Seventh Prince see her true face through her disturbance?"

true colors?
Ah!
"He's already been confused, and it's useless to show any face." Wang Xiluo's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his fists, almost forcing out the words.

The queen lowered her eyes and remained silent.

She really underestimated Shen Qianxia. When the prime minister's mansion first met her, she thought she was just a humble concubine who couldn't stand on stage.

At the beginning, she didn't take the fear in Wang Xiluo's heart seriously, thinking it was just because the little girl was too sensitive.

But in the end, she still felt uneasy, so she tried her best to please the emperor, and tried her best to confer the imperial edict together.

In the end, it is still a bamboo basket to fetch water.

Everything seemed to be under Shen Qianxia's control.

What she wondered was, with Shen Qianxia's background, if a man as good as the prince was not married, could it be that he really took a fancy to the Seventh Prince?
At this moment, she somewhat understood where Wang Xiluo's anxiety came from.

Shen Qianxia's thoughts are deep and gentle, completely surpassing other girls of the same age.

And her vision is different from ordinary people, this is the most deadly.

The queen exhaled heavily, and said to Wang Xiluo, "This is the end of the matter, it's useless for you to struggle any longer. Take a long-term plan, let's take a step and take a step first!"

Wang Xiluo's brows twitched, and he said, "You don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk, so I'm panicking."

The queen was startled, and looked up at her, with an inexplicable flash in her eyes: "Since you are in such a panic, why don't you just show your feelings to him? There is always a result in your heart, isn't it?"

"Aunt." Wang Xiluo was annoyed, a blush crept up her cheeks.

In just a moment, melancholy appeared on the eyebrows, like a thick fog that would not go away for a while.

"You should know that if I speak rashly, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future. Otherwise, why bother to endure these years."

His expression and tone were bitter, and his beautiful face was full of sorrow.

Loved so humblely and carefully, she felt that she was about to lose herself.

(End of this chapter)