Chapter 272 They Are All Heartless People
Xiao Heng returned to the Qinzheng Hall in anger.
Duan Rou poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him. "The Emperor listened to Concubine Zhao's words."
"No." Xiao Heng picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Since you didn't listen, why is my brother so angry?"
Seeing Xiao Heng's tense face and silence, Duan Rou said slowly, "Royal brother, you and I were born into the royal family. You should understand that if the women in the harem don't hide their scheming and use some tricks, they are nothing but meat on the chopping board, destined for death."
Xiao Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the tea in the teacup. The hot mist blurred the sadness between his brows.
"Imperial sister, I understand everything you said."
"I have always known that Concubine Xi is not a simple woman."
"But for the past three years, she has always been considerate of me, sharing my worries, and has a deep affection for me. So even if she plays some tricks, I don't care."
He paused slightly, then looked up at Duan Rou: "But sister... I find that the more I care about Concubine Xi, the further I feel from her."
"I don't know, is it because I didn't know her well enough before, or is it because, as Concubine Zhao said, she treats me..."
The affection I have always shown has been fake.
Xiao Heng didn't dare to say this out loud, nor did he want to say it out loud.
His heart felt choked and he took a deep breath.
Seeing Xiao Heng's complicated mood, Duan Rou suddenly realized that for Xiao Heng, this Imperial Concubine Xi was more than just a simple love.
Her brows furrowed as she stared at Xiao Heng's dazed face and spoke softly, "What if one day, Imperial Concubine Xi turns out to be just as Concubine Zhao said, and all her affection is just an act? Imperial brother, would you be sad and upset because of this?"
"Just like how my father treated my mother in the past."
Outside the Vermilion Palace gate, Zhou Defu caught a glimpse of Liu Yuetang from afar and hurriedly stepped forward with a bow, "Your Majesty, you're here."
"Princess Duanrou is talking to the Emperor. Please go in directly."
Princess Duanrou was a frequent visitor to Chengming Palace. Liu Yuetang had met her several times when she came here. They occasionally played chess, recited poems and enjoyed music, and they got along very well.
Liu Yuetang did not need to be informed when entering the Qinzheng Hall, so he could enter directly.
Liu Yuetang smiled and said, "Thank you, Eunuch Zhou."
After she finished speaking, she lightly lifted her silk skirt with her fingertips and just as she stepped onto the white marble steps, the three words "Noble Concubine Xi" suddenly floated out from the palace.
She suddenly paused, held her breath, and listened to the conversation between the two people in the hall.
"I am the ruler of the world. How could I be trapped by the personal affairs of my children? Imperial Concubine Xi is just another concubine in the harem. If she is gone, there will be another Imperial Concubine Zhang or Imperial Concubine Ming."
When Xiao Heng said this, his eyes were a little vague, and he picked up the tea lid beside him and played with it.
"Royal brother, do you really think so?" Duan Rou asked.
Xiao Heng said, "The beauties in the harem are just vases to adorn the palace. If one day these vases deteriorate, I can discard them like worn-out shoes at any time."
His vague voice made Liu Yuetang's mind tremble and she clenched her palms.
She suddenly remembered last night, when he said that he would make up for all the missed years.
He also said that he would promise himself a brilliant life.
Haha...this is what a man is.
Yesterday I treated you like a treasure, but today I can treat you like a piece of trash.
It turns out that in the eyes of the emperor, she was never his beloved one, but just a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.
Liu Yuetang smiled coldly. It seemed that she had expected a little too much from this emperor.
In fact, they are all birds of a feather. They pretend to be affectionate in front of each other, but in fact, they are all heartless people.
It's really ridiculous.
Seeing Liu Yuetang stopped for a long time, Zhou Defu was about to step forward, but saw her stroking her sleeves and turning back.
"Empress?" Zhou Defu called softly.
Liu Yuetang said calmly, "I suddenly remembered that there are some things in the palace."
"Eunuch Zhou, there is no need to tell the emperor that I have been here."
Zhou Defu was slightly startled, then nodded: "Yes, your servant respectfully sends you off."
Inside the hall, Xiao Heng had no idea that Liu Yuetang had arrived, and was still chatting with Duanrou.
"What if Concubine Xi deceived you and didn't match your feelings, would you also abandon her like a worn-out shoe?
Xiao Heng's movement of turning the jade ring suddenly stopped.
His voice was deep but resolute, "I believe that Concubine Xi will not let me down."
Seeing Duan Rou's dazed expression, Xiao Heng said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, sister. I know what you are afraid of."
"Back then, my father left us because of love. I will not repeat the same mistake."
"For me, the most important thing is not love, but the vast mountains and rivers, and the Jingyuan country!"
Duan Rou breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
After chatting for a long time, Duanrou finally left.
Xiao Heng raised his voice towards the door, "Zhou Defu."
Zhou Defu hurried in: "The servant is here."
"There's no need to order lunch today. Go invite Yuegong to eat."
"Yes!" Zhou Defu agreed. When he was about to go down, he glanced at Xiao Heng again, his throat moved slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Seeing this, Xiao Heng frowned and asked, "But is there anything you want to say?"
Zhou Defu hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "It's strange, the imperial concubine came just now, but she stood at the door for a while and then went back to the palace."
"He also told me not to tell the emperor."
"What!?" Xiao Heng's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Slave...slave..."
Before Zhou Defu could finish his words, Xiao Heng suddenly stood up and rushed out.
Zhou Defu hurriedly trotted after him.
Invite the Moon Palace.
After Liu Yuetang came back, she kept reading.
Although she was somewhat disappointed by Xiao Heng's words, it made sense when she thought about it carefully.
She has not yet given her true heart to Xiao Heng, so why should she ask the emperor to be sincere to her?
They just get what they need from each other.
At this moment, the wind blew the pages of the book, and a poem suddenly came into view:
Love yourself now, don't be bound by love. Let your heart shine in the warm sunshine, and flowers bloom on the spring branches:
The corners of Liu Yuetang's mouth slowly lifted up: "What a great saying, the heart shines towards the warm sun, and the flowers bloom on the branches in spring."
Only when a woman cherishes and loves herself can she shine like flowing clouds and bloom with all her splendor.
She picked up the brush and circled the line of poetry.
"Wa-wa-" At this time, Xiyue's crying voice suddenly rang out.
Liu Yuetang quickly put down the brush, closed the book, and frowned, "Why is Yue'er crying?"
Wan Qiu glanced at the side hall and said with a smile, "I guess the princess is hungry."
Liu Yuetang stood up and walked out: "I'll go take a look."
Meanwhile, when the dragon chariot landed at the gate of Yaoyue Palace, the cold sweat on the back of Xiao Heng's neck had soaked through the black python-patterned collar.
As he approached the main hall, his heart beat faster and faster, and he felt fear for no reason.
He was afraid that what he had just said in the Qinzheng Hall was heard by Liu Yuetang.
Those words were half true and half false.
He did put the country and the people first, but in his heart, Liu Yuetang was not replaceable by Concubine Ming or Concubine Zhang.
He did this to comfort his sister.
Second, he is used to appearing cold and ruthless in front of others.
He must also be a cold and majestic emperor, with no room for weakness.
When he stepped into the hall, there was no one there.
The pages of the book on the table rustled in the wind.
Xiao Heng walked forward slowly and unfolded the book with his bare hands. After flipping through a few pages, he suddenly saw a poem circled in cinnabar.
He paused slightly with his fingertips, pressed down on the paper, and lines of small words came straight into his eyes.
As the last word came into view, Xiao Heng's fingertips suddenly trembled, and a cluster of fire seemed to explode in his chest, burning his eyes.
Even his voice became hoarse and trembling: "Good! What a good sentence! Now I only love myself, don't be bound by love!"
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