86. Misunderstanding

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Eunuch Li looked at the man leaning decadently on the couch and spoke cautiously.

Ever since Madam Yun came yesterday, His Majesty... has been acting strangely.

The sound of porcelain shattering in the house yesterday was particularly jarring. All the palace servants knew about it and were wondering in low voices why Madam Yun, who was so beloved by the emperor, had angered His Majesty and made him so angry.

When the emperor is angry, millions of people will die.

The situation in the palace was tense and the spies were closely watched, so it didn't take long for the incident to break out.

The news that Lady Yun was about to be exiled spread from one person to another.

After hearing their rumors, Eunuch Li could only sigh helplessly.

This, this doesn't mean that Your Majesty is angry with Madam Yun.

It was obvious that Madam Yun was angry with His Majesty. Look at the ceramic fragments on the ground... I'm afraid the quarrel between the two was quite serious this time.

Xuanyuan Ying sat there with a decadent look on his face, saying nothing, just pursing his lips and with a trembling throat.

Eunuch Li coaxed her with concern.

"Your Majesty...you haven't eaten all day. You've been sitting here all night. It's time for the morning court. Please eat something and go to court."

He brought the porridge to Xuanyuan Ying's lips.

The ground was covered with traces of a messy quarrel and broken pieces of ceramics. When palace servants came to clean up, they were driven away by Xuanyuan Ying.

Everyone thought he was angry and kept silent, refusing to move around in front of His Majesty.

Xuanyuan Ying's eyes were somewhat empty and lifeless. After hearing what Eunuch Li said, he looked at him stiffly.

There was a moment of silence, his pale skin was slightly red with tears, his hoarse voice trembled, and his voice was choked.

"what to do……?"

"Does she... not like me anymore?"

Then tears slid down my cheeks, drop by drop.

It dripped down the tip of the chin onto the pale, bony palm.

Eunuch Li watched him grow up, how could he not feel distressed? Tears welled up in his eyes. He walked forward and hugged Xuanyuan Ying.

"My Lord... wu... seeing you like this, I feel heartbroken..."

"Madam Yun must be confused, otherwise, why would she be so angry..."

"Your Majesty..." Eunuch Li also sobbed, feeling Xuanyuan Ying's trembling back, "Your Majesty, please act a little coquettishly and coax Madam Yun to calm down. After all, she is young and will know the good things about Your Majesty."

Xuanyuan Ying did not answer, but pursed his lips, his pale thin lips bitten bright red, and remained silent.

Only his eyes were red and tearful.

Xuanyuan Ying paused, almost muttering to himself as if he had thought of something.

"By the way, morning court..."

He spoke tremblingly, as if he had survived a disaster, "Jinniang will definitely come to the court this morning. I will explain it to her clearly, and she won't be angry. I will explain it well..."

Even so, he still trembled and shed tears.

Eunuch Li felt a sharp pain in his heart and could only sob when he saw Xuanyuan Ying like this.

What a proud man Your Majesty was before.

The man ascended the throne, quelled wars, eliminated corrupt officials, and was arrogant and calm, and his knowledge and bearing were no less than that of the woman.

When he was about to get married, he hugged Eunuch Li and shed tears silently. Even then, he had never been so embarrassed.

Eunuch Li treated him as his own son. He watched him ascend to a high position, see him be extremely handsome and elegant, wear the imperial crown, and overlook the world.

Your Majesty has always been a calm and composed person, and can make decisions in the blink of an eye.

How could one be so tortured by love and lose one's pride?

Eunuch Li was in a very complicated mood, but he sighed lightly, helped Xuanyuan Ying straighten his clothes, and then applied a little blood-colored rouge on his pale and cold face.

Looking at him this way, he was wearing a dark-colored imperial robe with dark patterns, a luxurious and exquisite jade crown, with gold and silver threads intertwined and faintly visible, like a god, with his eyes lowered, arrogant and cold, he looked like that again.

Eunuch Li breathed a sigh of relief, and only felt relieved when he saw that his face looked normal.

At the morning court session, the expressions of the court officials were unpredictable. Although they appeared calm on the surface, the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

The quarrel between Yun Zhihe and His Majesty caused a huge uproar and made His Majesty angry. Yun Zhihe, who had been enjoying a glorious journey, was afraid that he would have a hard time today.

Moreover, since Your Majesty ascended the throne, he has always respected the wise and listened to honest advice. Even when Madam Fu Ya almost pointed at his nose and scolded him for being a man who interferes in politics, which was ridiculous, Xuanyuan Ying did not get angry. Instead, he gave him rewards to appreciate his talent.

This was also the first time that the court officials saw him so angry.

Xuanyuan Ying sat on the dragon throne with a normal expression, but his fingertips were curled up and trembling slightly, showing his uneasiness.

He looked at Yun Zhihe below calmly.

Yun Zhihe kept his head down and never looked up for a moment.

Xuanyuan Ying's heart sank. Moreover, the atmosphere in the court was depressing at the moment, and not many people wrote letters to the emperor to express their opinions. Xuanyuan Ying lowered his eyes and glanced at the civil and military officials in the hall, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice.

"My dear ministers, do you have anything else to discuss? If nothing else..."

It’s time to end the morning court session as soon as possible and leave Yun Zhihe to talk to her alone.

Xuanyuan Ying looked at Yun Zhihe with a flickering look in his eyes.

Before he could open his mouth to say goodbye to the court, a woman's clear voice suddenly rang out, like the sound of jade, especially crisp.

"Your Majesty! The border is in turmoil, and the two tribes are often in conflict. The prefectural position is vacant. I request to go to the north to manage the border, to ensure the safety of the people and peace in the world."

"I had my servants pack my luggage last night. If Your Majesty permits, I will set off immediately."

Xuanyuan Ying paused, and even Xuanyuan He, who seemed to be in a much happier mood, was stunned. All the civil and military officials in the court looked at her.

...Hey, His Majesty didn't demote her, she should be thankful, but why did she rush into the crossfire? Was she really dissatisfied with her stable career?

The court officials sighed inwardly, "Madam Yun has always been smart, why is she so confused now?!"

Xuanyuan Ying just stared at him in amazement, his chest trembling, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

He pursed his lips and paused for a long time looking at Yun Zhihe's figure.

Then he spoke in a trembling voice that was extremely hoarse.

"……good."

Xuanyuan Ying didn't say a word until the morning court ended. The atmosphere among the crowd was particularly depressing, and everyone was trembling with fear, fearing that His Majesty's anger would have nowhere to vent and would burn on them.

Many officials looked at Yun Zhihe and sighed with regret, saying, "Mrs. Xiaoyun is so confused..."

Yun Zhihe got on the carriage out of the city and set off for Beidi.

Just as he was about to get on the carriage, he saw Wen Yanhe standing next to him.

Wen Yanhe was dressed in a white robe as white as snow, standing there quietly looking at her. Her skin was pale and she looked sickly and fragile. It was rare for him to look at such a weak and fragile person, so he smiled weakly.

Hoarse voice.

"If you hate me, there's no need to hide so far away."

Since he fainted that day, he has been worried and worried, caught a cold, and has been resting at home.

Wen Yanhe, who was resting in bed, heard the news that Yun Zhihe was going to ask for orders at the border. He struggled to get up and stood at the door of Yun Mansion. He laughed at himself in his heart and coughed a few more times.

Why... run so far?

Wen Yanhe's fingertips were trembling, and there was an embarrassed smile on his face.

He was just expressing his happiness to her, how could... she hate him so much?

"Your humble servant could have avoided Madam Yun. There's no need..."

Wen Yanhe's eyes were a little red. He waved his hand, his throat trembling. Before he could finish his words, Yun Zhihe touched his head.

“…I don’t get tired of you.”

Wen Yanhe suddenly stopped.

She lowered her eyes.

"I have something real to say this time, so don't speculate."

"I treat you as a close friend, take good care of yourself."

Wen Yanhe chuckled, and the tears in her eyes suddenly rolled down.

His throat choked with sobs. "To be Madam Yun's best friend... that is indeed an honor."

...He knew what it meant.

Wen Yanhe sniffed, bowed, and said in a hoarse voice with an embarrassed smile, "Then I wish Madam Yun to come back soon, and not be banished to Beidi and frustrated."

Xuanyuan Ying looked at the carriage in the distance and Yun Zhihe who was waiting to depart beside them. He wanted to call her, but when he saw her touching Wen Yanhe's head, the two of them looked particularly well-matched.

He paused, but still didn't say anything. He concealed his sadness and felt a dull pain in his heart.

Eunuch Li clenched his hand worriedly.

"……His Majesty."

Yun Zhihe was about to get on the carriage, but he paused, glanced around, covered his eyes and said nothing.

After just a moment, the carriage set off.

The clatter of horse hooves and wheels was particularly regular and pleasant, yet drowned out by the noisy streets.

Going further and further away.

Xuanyuan Ying watched the carriage's back figure gradually go away, then watched the back figure turn into a dot and disappear.

His steps were a little unsteady, his breathing was a little rapid, his handsome face was covered with tear marks, and he looked hazy and disheveled.

"Jinniang..."

A dull pain surged in my chest, my vision gradually blurred, and I suddenly passed out.

Eunuch Li didn't react until he saw Xuanyuan Ying collapsed and fainted on him, then he cried and screamed.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Someone come—"

...There was a commotion.

At this time, in the carriage outside the city, Azhi blinked and looked at Yun Zhihe who was holding a book but obviously couldn't read it, and asked.

"My lady, I heard that you had a huge argument with His Majesty yesterday. He didn't punish you today, so why did you volunteer to go to Beidi?"

"At least we can..." Ah Zhi lowered her head and sighed slightly, "At least we can stay in the capital for a while longer... I haven't said goodbye to Chunya yet..."

Azhi's eyes were a little red.

She thought Yun Zhihe would be gone for ten or half a decade.

Throughout history, although His Majesty did not openly demote or blame Yun Zhihe, Yun Zhihe's request was a voluntary request for punishment, which obviously offended His Majesty. It would not be easy for him to go back.

Yun Zhihe paused, put down the crumpled book in his hand, frowned with some heartache, but still looked up at Azhi.

"...It's not exile. I will be back soon."

"ah?"

Yun Zhihe pursed his lips. "Yesterday, I discussed with Your Majesty the murder of my parents. Qin Duan told me that he had recruited assassins for Xuanyuan Ying's plot to seize the throne, but Your Majesty told me that he did not commit the murder."

Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes and continued speaking.

“…I can’t come to a conclusion at this point.”

"In other words, I don't trust or deny what they say. I just believe in myself."

"So I decided to investigate on my own. At the time, the assassins were a mixed bag, with many different parties involved. The assassins' origins were pointed to various places and families, but the most ruthless among them were hired assassins from Beidi. They were the ones who killed my parents themselves. This matter is suspicious, and I want to investigate from Beidi."

Beidi was in great chaos at that time. There were many hired killers walking on the edge of a knife, and it was impossible to determine who sent them.

"And... Mobei Se."

"He's already returned to the barbarian land during the time I wasn't at the morning court. Mobei has been in the Central Plains for a long time. Your Majesty has been trying to get him to stay, using both soft and hard tactics, but he's stayed too long. Not releasing him would be disgraceful to His Majesty... I have a feeling his purpose for this trip isn't simple, so it's best to track him down while you're at it."

Yun Zhihe paused again, remained silent for a while, and then continued speaking.

"Yesterday... it was probably an argument. Qin Duan told me this simply to create a rift between me and His Majesty. He knew about our relationship and didn't want us to continue. So, he played along. He wanted me to fall out with His Majesty, so I put on a show for him."

"etc--!!!!"

Ah Zhi suddenly shouted, with panic on her face, "You, you, you, you, with His Majesty?!!!"

Yun Zhihe nodded. She had not let Azhi know about this before. When she entered the palace for a tryst, Azhi just thought that she was busy with government affairs and was waiting at the palace gate.

“I, you…Ahhh, Your Majesty?!!”

Azhi was in a panic and didn't know what to say. She stammered but still couldn't say anything. She was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Yun Zhihe put his finger between his lips and made a soft "hush" sound to quiet her down, while he continued talking.

"Your Majesty wasn't angry with me yesterday. I just tried to scare him a bit when I came in, and even broke a vase to make some noise. But at the time, I was aroused by Qin Duan's words, and I was probably too cold..."

Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes.

At that time, Yun Zhihe pinched Xuanyuan Ying's shoulders, watching him cry and explain, and paused to comfort him, "It's not that I don't believe you, but right and wrong can't be determined by one person. I want to investigate it myself."

“…Stop crying.”

She wanted to hug him and kiss the corner of his eye, but she paused.

Qin Duan was able to know the secret of the two people. Maybe there were spies involved in this matter. It was better to be careful.

She looked at Xuanyuan Ying deeply, and only said goodbye and left after seeing that he had calmed down.

During the conversation, although her words were obscure, she still revealed her acting attitude.

...Your Majesty, you should understand what he means, right?

Yun Zhihe looked at Azhi, who looked as if he was about to ascend to heaven, and said softly.

"...But that vase is from the previous dynasty."

She frowned, looking a little distressed.

"I wonder if the money in the Yun Mansion's treasury can afford the compensation..."

She murmured something and looked out the window, her voice so low that it was barely audible, with a slight smile on her face.

"I don't even know... whether the remaining money can afford the betrothal gift for His Majesty."

…

Xuanyuan Ying struggled to open his eyes in confusion and pain, with a nauseous sob choking his throat.

Seeing that he had woken up, Eunuch Li hurriedly supported his back and helped him sit up.

“Hmm—”

A strong medicinal aroma filled the air at the tip of his nose. Xuanyuan Ying dry-heaved a few times, and was gently patted on the back by Eunuch Li.

He panted weakly and lowered his eyes to look at the imperial physician beside him. There was a cold fragility between his eyebrows, which was particularly moving.

The imperial physician beside him knelt down tremblingly, his voice hoarse and filled with tears, but he still cheered himself up and pretended to smile and congratulate.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"—You're pregnant!"

The author has something to say:

It's very simple. Your Majesty used to be extremely intelligent, but now she's pregnant and she's become stupid for three years. Her emotions are particularly easily triggered. She could have easily seen that Yun Zhihe was acting before, but now, under the influence of hormones, she's become even more spoiled. Her husband thinks Yun Zhihe misunderstood him and hates him, and he starts to feel sorry for himself.

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