"Sheng Xiyan, stop pretending how much you love me. I don't feel it. What I feel is how much you love your ex-husband."

"no....."

"Don't quibble, I'm tired."

He pinched her jaw with his big hand and said sinisterly:

"Sheng Xiyan, listen carefully, I will never love you again, I stop loving you."

"Your Majesty...don't do this...I love you...wuwuwu..."

When Xuan Ling heard this, he became even more furious and said:

"Even though you love me a little, you love Qi Yan more.

How can I let you trample on my true love? Do you think I want to share your heart with other men?

Sheng Xiyan, you selfish woman, actually loves two men at the same time.

I admire you."

He pushed her face away and straightened his tangled robe.

Restore the emperor's dignity.

"Go away, I don't want to see you."

Sheng Xiyan sobbed softly, knowing that even if she had a hundred mouths, she would be powerless to defend herself.

Every single one of his accusations was true.

After he said that, I became even more confused as to whether I really loved two people.

My knees were numb and I struggled to get up, holding on to the table.

She wiped her tears, stared at the emperor for a moment, and then staggered away.

Hua Xia supported her in the corridor. Sheng Xiyan saw Jiang Jiang playing below, wiped away her tears, and walked down the stairs.

There were many winding stairs, and her legs became weak from walking. She tried hard to suppress the complex emotions in her chest.

Finally arrived at the yard and walked forward.

"Mother!"

Jiang Jiang came running over, holding a little bird in his arms, followed by Qi Yan.

When he saw Sheng Xiyan's distraught look, his heart tightened and he felt extremely distressed.

"Mother went back first."

Sheng Xiyan's eyes were watery, and she didn't even dare to look at the child, wanting to leave quickly.

As I walked forward, I stepped on a ginkgo nut and slipped, almost falling. Someone held my lower back.

"careful."

Qi Yan supported her, and suddenly the two of them touched each other.

Sheng Xiyan was flustered. He let go of her hand, and she almost ran away from Zhuquetai.

Nothing escapes the sight of the man on the high platform.

He stood straight, his face ashen, and as cold as an ice sculpture.

He is a tyrant who broke up a happy family of three.

So what if he just likes to rob and plunder?

He couldn't bear this heartache alone.

Sheng Xiyan, next, I will let you taste the heartache.

He ordered, "At noon, have the Minister of Rites and the Empress come to the Yangxin Palace. I have something to tell you."

"Yes, Your Majesty."