"Why?"

Why not?

Su Jingyao's fair and slender hands gently held Jun Zechen's face. Her eyes were as calm as water as she stared at him quietly.

Jun Zechen frowned, his face full of guilt, his voice low and with a hint of urgency.

"It's my fault this time. Yaoyao, can you please forgive me?"

"It was Concubine Ye who deliberately let Yaoyao know that I ordered Doctor Li to give you contraception. It was also Concubine Ye who showed Yaoyao the letter I used to confuse the Ye family. It was Concubine Ye who was trying to alienate Yaoyao and me."

Jun Zechen said as he looked at Su Jingyao nervously.

"I only have Yaoyao in my heart. I will pretend that I didn't see the words on this paper today. Yaoyao, don't let Concubine Ye succeed in her conspiracy."

Jun Zechen hugged Su Jingyao, his eyes full of earnestness and pleading. He was afraid that she in his arms would really take back her heart that was as pure and precious as glass.

He couldn't accept such an outcome.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Ye was wrong because her motives were not pure, but Concubine Ye did not lie, and I dare not blame Your Majesty. As you said, the contraceptive pills were for my body, and the confinement of the Su family was to deal with the Ye family."

Su Jingyao's eyes never left Jun Zechen. There was a hint of sadness on her face, and her voice was soft but clear when she spoke.

"This time, Concubine Ye deliberately designed this, and I have been depressed for several months, feeling suppressed, miserable, and helpless."

"Last time, Your Majesty abandoned me on my birthday because of Concubine Ling. I drank to relieve my sorrow, but it only made my sorrow worse. There have been many other times... I was very sad."

At this point, a trace of tears flashed in Su Jingyao's eyes. She lowered her head slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled gently.

"I shouldn't have such emotions. I am ignorant and don't understand that Your Majesty is the emperor first and my husband second."

Su Jingyao raised her head again, with a hint of relief in her eyes, and she took a deep breath.

"My heart is like a white cloud, always at ease; my mind is like flowing water, going east and west. This is what I want."

"Your Majesty, please be kind to me. Can you please calm me down? I don't want to be trapped in these mixed emotions."

Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen looked at each other, their eyes full of sincerity, as if they could penetrate deep into one's soul.

She turned her head and looked at the rice paper that had been ravaged by the man.

"I have no other intention in writing this. If Your Majesty thinks highly of my abilities, I will be your Royal Noble Consort and manage the trivial matters of the harem for you, so that Your Majesty will not be troubled by the intrigues in the harem." Her expression was calm and firm as she spoke.

Su Jingyao spoke slowly, word by word, and with every word, Jun Zechen's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Sinking little by little.

His expression became increasingly ugly, with pain and unwillingness mixed in his eyes.

He knew that she was always eloquent and her mind was so clear, but he really didn't expect her to be so sharp. She left him speechless for a moment and he didn't know how to respond.

Jun Zechen didn't want to treat her with respect. He hoped that she could be as warm and intimate to him as before. But if he said what he was thinking at this moment, it would seem that he didn't care about her feelings.

And if he agreed to her words, would it mean that she would only be his imperial concubine and no longer his close lover?

Jun Zechen's eyes gradually showed a strong madness and were full of stubbornness.

"Yaoyao is my most beloved person, my wife, and the queen who shares the world with me through thick and thin."

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress the emotions surging in his heart.

"Ever since I met Yaoyao, I've been addicted to you, and now Yaoyao is telling me that you want to change your mind?"

His eyes were filled with disbelief, "Then where should I put my uncontrollable heart?"

Su Jingyao's originally forced calm expression was instantly shattered after hearing Jun Zechen's affectionate words.

Her eyes trembled slightly and she closed them involuntarily.

A line of clear tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, and the tears seemed to carry endless sorrow.

"But the person your majesty loved the most was Concubine Ling. The wife your majesty personally acknowledged was Concubine Ling, and the one your majesty personally promised to be the queen was also Concubine Ling!"

Her voice was trembling, full of despair and sorrow, "How can I trust Your Majesty?"

Her emotions were almost out of control. "I don't want to be like Concubine Ling and lose my original heart. I will be angry and jealous. I will want all the women who have snatched your majesty away to disappear. Your majesty, tell me, what should I do?"

Every word Su Jingyao spoke seemed to be crying blood, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, as if she wanted to pierce Jun Zechen's heart.

"No, Yaoyao, I will make you the queen now. Yaoyao is my only queen and my wife who will grow old with me. Your status is yours, and my heart is yours, too."

Jun Zechen looked at her aggrieved and sad expression, and he felt inexplicably relieved.

It was much better for her to be so sad and angry at him than to be so cold and indifferent just now.

At least by exposing her emotions like this, Jun Zechen could clearly see that she cared about him and loved him, which rekindled a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Su Jingyao vented her emotions uncontrollably for a while, then slowly lowered her head.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

When she heard Jun Zechen's promise to make her the queen, a hint of pride flashed across her lowered eyes imperceptibly.

Then, as if she had finally let go of all her stubbornness and strength, she leaned over softly and rested her head on him.

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