Chapter 149
That one sentence alone made his eyes widen in fury.
In his dream, Song Xuan cried out in a panic, "Qing Nian, what are you saying?"
How could she not love him? They were clearly in love with each other and deeply in love.
Song Xuan felt as if his heart was being torn apart and gnawed at by something, a pain that seemed to erode his very bones. In just an instant, his face turned deathly pale.
Shen Qingnian, on the other side, remained unmoved and coldly said, "I don't love you. All my feelings for you in the past were just an act."
As soon as the words were spoken, the world spun around them, and everything was blood red...
Song Xuan sat up from the bed, panting.
His chest heaved violently, his eyes filled with panic and despair, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. It was a hot summer night, but he looked as if he had been pulled out of cold water.
Song Xuan touched his heart, where there was a scar left three years ago by a dagger—a testament to his past sins...
When his fingertips touched the raised scar near his heart, his previously icy heart finally calmed down.
It was all just a dream, nothing more than a dream.
Xiazi, who was on night watch, noticed the commotion inside the hall. He lowered his voice and tried calling out, "Your Majesty?"
There was no movement inside the bright yellow curtains. The only thing that could be seen was that the person who had been sleeping had now sat up. He dared not make a sound and simply kept his head down to continue his night watch.
A moment later, Song Xuan lifted the curtain and came out.
His inner garment was soaked, and his face was somewhat pale. His eyes held a suppressed composure, and his long, jet-black hair was spread across his back. His sharp features were tinged with vulnerability, making him appear somewhat broken.
The dream he had just had left him feeling uneasy and guilty.
He's gone now; he shouldn't have doubted Qingnian like that. It's all his fault...
However, the brocade boxes I saw at the Shen residence during the day, and the mess in Qingnian's boudoir, were indeed a bit strange.
"Your Majesty, please change out of your undergarments. Even though it is summer, you should not wear wet clothes," Xia Zi said, holding up a bright yellow undergarment.
Song Xuan glanced at it and ordered, "Go and fetch my outer robe. I need to go out for a while."
He wanted to retrieve the brocade box himself.
Xiazi dared not say more and brought a black long robe for Song Xuan to wear.
A moment later, Song Xuan, dressed in black, left the palace. Xia Zi watched his departing figure with a worried expression.
For the past three years, His Majesty has not had a single night of restful sleep; he either wakes up in the middle of the night or cannot close his eyes all night.
Jasmine incense burns daily in Siqing Palace, yet His Majesty still finds it difficult to fall asleep. However, His Majesty's mood is somewhat different tonight.
Unlike the sadness of the past, there was a hint of panic.
I hope His Majesty can recover soon, so that the late Empress can rest in peace as well...
It wasn't until the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon that Song Xuan returned to the palace, accompanied by Jin Yi and a bodyguard.
Both of them were carrying a package.
After entering the hall, Song Xuan dismissed the guards and spoke first: "Jin Yi, go and investigate the Shen family."
Jin Yi was somewhat puzzled: "Your Majesty, may I ask how the investigation will proceed? Is it investigating Prime Minister Shen's duties or something else?"
In the middle of the night, His Majesty suddenly found him and took him to the Shen residence, still within the walls. His Majesty took these exquisite brocade boxes from the Shen residence and then returned.
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