Song Yuehua, the current queen of Mo country. She was not supposed to be the queen, but the former princess consort ran away with the prince, so the title of future queen fell on her.

She was taught to be well-educated, to be generous, and to abide by her duties as a woman.

Everyone was very satisfied with her as the queen. One year after marrying the Yellow Emperor, she gave birth to twins. The emperor had both sons and daughters at once.

The queen mother and the emperor praised her even more. The emperor also seemed to care about her and her children.

But...

Song Yuehua found that her husband often sat in the pavilion and drank alone. Seeing that he was full of thoughts and trapped by love, Song Yuehua did not take the initiative to move forward.

She did not ask Mo Yi why he was upset, and she did not dare to ask.

No one knew that she had liked him for many years. But for Mo Yi, maybe she was just a noble lady he met by chance. If Wan Ge and Mo Yan hadn't run away, they would never have met again in this life.

So she didn't dare to ask, because he believed that Mo Yi was worried about Wan Ge. After all, they had been together for many years since childhood, and Mo Yi must like her.

But just two months before the marriage, such an accident happened.

It was another moonlit night, with mottled bamboo shadows and the dark lake reflecting the pure white moon.

Song Yuehua saw Mo Yi drinking alone inside again. She looked at him for a while, turned around and told the maid beside her to get a cloak for Mo Yi. It was cold at night, so don't catch a cold.

The maid answered yes, then went to get the emperor's cloak and gave it to the eunuch beside the emperor.

The moment Song Yuehua returned to her bedroom, she didn't notice that Mo Yi's eyes fell on her.

Mo Yi clenched his fist and dropped the cup in his hand.

Song Yuehua had just returned to the palace when she was suddenly hugged by someone. Mo Yi smelled of alcohol, but it was not bad.

Mo Yi pushed him against the door: "Why are you always like this? Why don't you care about me at all? I am your husband, why are you always so cold to me?"

"What?" Song Yuehua was confused by the sudden accusation.

Mo Yi directly blocked the other's lips. In the end, Song Yuehua was almost breathless, and Mo Yi let him go: "You don't care that I am drinking alone there, and you don't care that they urge me to choose a concubine. I said I was unhappy, but you didn't coax me. What's wrong with me? Why can't you love me?"

"I didn't..." Song Yuehua didn't understand why he felt that way.

He drank alone and she was just worried about disturbing him, so she didn't go over. The court urged him to choose a concubine, which was also for the expansion of the royal family. As the queen, she should understand. As for the fact that he said he was unhappy, Song Yuehua didn't know why he was unhappy, and she didn't know how to persuade him.

"You still say no, there are many women who try every means to get close to me, but what about you? Every time you see me, you hide." Mo Yi pinched the other's chin and forced the other to look at him.

Song Yuehua really didn't know that Mo Yi thought so. When she met his eyes, the deep affection in her eyes was also revealed.

Song Yuehua didn't look at him all the time, just because she was afraid that he would find out that she didn't like him and it would bother him. Unexpectedly, he mistakenly thought that she didn't like him: "I like your majesty, and I have liked him for a long time."

"Really?"

"Really, I'm just afraid that you don't like me."

Mo Yi hugged him tightly: "You are my wife, of course I only like you."

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