Chapter 100

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is here." The voice outside the door was like a bomb, and it exploded into Yan Wushang's heart. There was a tornado.

Yan Wushang's face was full of shock, he subconsciously looked at Qianye, he knew that if Qianye didn't let him see Yoyo, what if it was Yoyo who came to see him?Is he missing too?

He seemed to feel her figure, just behind that door, he seemed to feel her breath, not far from him, a heart was beating violently, he didn't know what language to use to express it Describe how you feel right now.

Excitement, heartache, anticipation, sadness, entanglement...

He opened his mouth, but Yan Wushang didn't know what to say.

"Let her in, let's see what she has to do." Qianye nodded and sighed softly. In fact, he is not a hard-hearted person, but now is a special period and must be treated specially. Yan Wushang's eyes Next, that ecstasy made him really unable to bear to refuse.

Let's talk about it after seeing what's going on, maybe... there's something important.

"Wushang, what kind of attitude should you adopt? I don't need to remind you. Remember, you are saving her." After Qianye finished speaking, he retreated inside. It is not suitable for him to stand here now. Hear them talk, same.

Of course Yan Wushang understood what he meant, told him not to soften his heart, he knew that he was saving her, saving her...

"Let the queen mother come in." Yan Youyou stood outside the door for a while, and finally Yan Wushang's cold voice came from the room, still so mellow and sexy, but without the gentleness that Yan Youyou was familiar with.

The most piercing thing is probably the respectful "mother queen".

Yan Youyou went in, even after hearing that address, his old "Yoyou" still seemed to echo in her ears, but she scolded him every time, telling him to change the address.

This is clearly her nickname, and it always feels awkward to be called by him like this.

But now, he doesn't bark anymore, why is his heart still hurting so much? She can't see through herself like this.

The footsteps under her feet did not stop, she pushed open the door, and walked into the study room she hadn't set foot in for a long time, his study room.

It was his breath that rushed towards his face, just like when he was reluctant to leave his room at that time, what was left behind, when he smelled it carefully, was mixed with a faint smell, like... Medicinal.

Is he sick?Are you taking medicine?
Almost as soon as she smelled the smell of the medicine, doubts, anxiety and worries popped out of her mind in a panic, and immediately rushed into her thoughts, and the hands hanging on both sides of her body couldn't help clenching into fists.

Before she could think about it, she saw the man in front of her. He was sitting at the desk, and there were many bright yellow booklets piled up on the desk. Yan Youyou knew that it was a memorial.

His face seemed a little pale and haggard, which was different from what she imagined, shouldn't he be happy?Radiant?It should be like this, the concubine Yue brought him a lot of laughter, didn't he?

What about her jokes, didn't they make him laugh?
Facing his deep and dark eyes, inside, it was like a pool of stagnant water, icy cold, without any feeling she was familiar with, Yan Wushang in front of her was like someone she had never known before, looking at her eyes, also like Like strangers.

In the house, there was silence.

No one spoke first, they just looked at each other quietly, she was standing, and he was sitting, except for the sound of breathing, at this time, it seemed that a needle dropped could be heard.

Yan Youyou's mouth suddenly overflowed with a wry smile, is that all there is left between them?

God knows, Yan Wushang, who has no expression on his face and no waves in his eyes at this time, is struggling so painfully in his heart, desperately suppressing the longing and love in his heart, his hands under the table have already been firmly clasped together. The chair was on the hand, and the nails were embedded in it, as if to destroy the chair.

Especially when he saw Yan Youyou's expression and that self-deprecating smile, his heart seemed to be continuously watered by boiling water, and the scalding boiling water... tortured his heart continuously.

He would rather... She made trouble, she cried, or beat him, scolded him, and questioned him as if venting, why didn't he go to her now, why didn't he go to her, why did he go to another woman.

But she just endured it like this, holding it in her heart, which made him feel even more distressed.

Yoyo, if there is something sad coming towards me, don't hold back your heart.

"Your Majesty." Finally, Yan Youyou moved her dry lips, and spit out two words, lightly, as if without any emotion, but it still made Yan Wushang's body startled, and the muscles on his face seemed to be stiff Living.

"Queen mother, what's the matter?" After a long time, just when Yan Youyou thought he didn't intend to pay attention to her and just kept looking at her, he spoke in the same calm tone as hers, but mixed with indifference, his eyes were still fixed. That piece of Dead Sea can't make any waves.

Yan Youyou pursed her lips, looked at his indifferent attitude, summoned up her courage again, stared into his cold eyes, and continued, "Your Majesty, Qiao Jieyu is dead."

There was a hint of sadness in her tone, Qiao Jieyu was a straight-tempered woman, it cannot be said that her temperament was bad, but she was not suitable for living in this man-eating palace.

She finally chose to be introverted, and put a layer of protection on herself, so she was no longer so reckless, but she was still framed by others. She can't blame her, because even if she wanted a quiet life, it was impossible in this palace give her.

This is the greatest tragedy for a woman living in the palace.

What you don't want may be imposed on you, and what you want may not come to you in this lifetime.

And she is also a woman in the harem. Although she is different from them, she is the queen mother and they are concubines, but the nature is similar.

At least, they still have something to look forward to, and she...

Yan Youyou's eyes fell on Yan Wushang, what about her?Where is her expectation?
(End of this chapter)

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