Qin Moxiao admitted that ever since he was frightened by his own mother, he was diagnosed with a childlessness disease.

There is no functional problem, but there will be no offspring.

By then, the imperial physician had become his confidant, and no third person knew about this matter.

Now, Qin Moxiao told Zhu Xianyue everything frankly.

Because the moon is different.

To Qin Moxiao, Zhu Xianyue was just an insignificant maid at the beginning.

He would favor her because of her few words, but would also ignore her because he did not have much sincerity towards her.

But the longer they were in contact, the more Qin Moxiao realized that Zhu Xianyue was the confidant he had been looking for all his life.

He really felt sorry for her.

When a man begins to feel sorry for someone from the bottom of his heart and suddenly understands how to love, it means that he has completely become a prisoner of this woman.

A prisoner of love.

He thought... if his Yue'er had not married him, even if she did not have the luxurious life, she could still take care of her husband and children and live a stable life.

But now, she is trapped in the palace.

Zhu Xianyue smiled sweetly and said, "It is my great fortune to have met Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, will you always trust me?"

Qin Moxiao answered without hesitation: "Yes."

But the "always and always" spoken by the two people has different meanings.

…

Zhu Xianyue had a palace maid named Baosheng.

Baosheng was one of the palace maids that Jiang Huatong brought from the Kingdom of Jiang as a dowry.

She is timid by nature, but down-to-earth in her work.

Not long after moving to Qiluan Palace, Zhu Xianyue asked her to serve him.

But on a fiery autumn day with red maple leaves, Baosheng betrayed her.

On the way Qin Moxiao came to Qiluan Palace, Baosheng knelt in front of Qin Moxiao's sedan chair and presented him with a jade bottle.

"This... this was made by Consort Shu... Mixing it with your daily spices will make His Majesty... obsessed with her... and develop a love affair with her that requires no one but you..."

Qin Moxiao asked someone to take it.

The jade bottle contains brown pills.

The pill exudes a faint indigo fragrance, like the scent of Zhu Xianyue.

Only, it's inferior to that.

Baosheng is a palace maid from Jiang State, and was specifically assigned by Zhu Xianyue to serve in Qiluan Palace.

Qin Moxiao closed his eyes.

"Go forward."

…

Qiluan Palace.

Hearing the eunuch's retelling, Zhu Xianyue laughed contemptuously.

But as I laughed, tears began to flow.

"Your Majesty just said that you trust me, but I didn't expect that after just a few days, you would no longer keep your word."

"Life is too long, I shouldn't take it seriously."

A trace of guilt flashed through Qin Moxiao's heart.

Suspicion is the nature of an emperor, especially when all the evidence points to Zhu Xianyue, he cannot control his wavering heart.

Zhu Xianyue snatched the pill from his hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it whole.

"Yue'er!!! Are you crazy? Spit it out now! What will you do if that thing is poisonous?"

Qin Moxiao was panicked.

He wanted to step forward to stop her, but saw Zhu Xianyue casually smash a vase, pick up the fragments, and stab his own neck!

"Yue'er, don't be impulsive. I won't go over there!"

The emperor began to compromise.

No longer like that bloodthirsty and ruthless devil.

Qin Moxiao has a soft spot.

I have to thank Baosheng for his help.

Baosheng's face was pale, but he knelt on the ground as if ready to die.

If she had the chance to do it again, this would still be the only path she could take.

After hearing Qin Moxiao's assurance, Zhu Xianyue put down the fragments.

But she was ruthless enough. A bloody wound had already appeared on her neck.