After she finished speaking, a look of confusion flashed across her chaotic eyes, and she quickly added:

"Oh, yes, yes, I am the queen, how could I forget...ah! But how could he destroy me? I love him so much!"

She held her head, knelt on the ground and cried in pain.

"I have loved him for more than ten years. When I saw him for the first time when I was a child, I knew that I would be doomed. But why doesn't he love me? Blame Qin Ye. Yes, it's all Qin Ye's fault!"

At this point, she stopped crying, clenched the hairpin in her hand, and looked around:

"Where's Qin Ye?"

"Where is Qin Ye?"

"As long as Qin Ye is killed, the emperor will love me? Where is she? Where is she? Ah! Qin Ye is dead... she died four years ago... But Qin Ye is dead, why would the emperor prefer to sleep in the imperial study instead of coming to my palace?"

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with confusion.

"Doesn't he love me?"

"Am I wrong?"

"No, no, I'm the queen. My words are the imperial decree. How could I make a mistake?" She shook her head and quickly put the hairpin on her head.

"Your Majesty, look how much Qin'er looks like you, but it's a pity that she is a sickly child."

"Zi Ye is my son. Where is Zi Ye? Where is my son? Zi Ye, Zi Ye! Mother is here. Where are you…"

She got up and staggered around, bumping into things here and there, spouting illogical words.

Talking about this sometimes, then talking about that.

Sometimes crying, sometimes laughing.

Yun Ying looked at her and whispered, "Princess, she seems to be...crazy?"

The blow was too great to be accepted for a while, and it stimulated my brain, causing my thoughts to be chaotic, sometimes here, sometimes there, and I have gone crazy.

Qin Ye didn't expect this either.

Qin Jiaojiao was a heartless person who didn't even care about her own daughter, but she loved Zong Zhengli so much; Zong Zhengli became the straw that broke the camel's back.

But, it is not worthy of sympathy.

Every road is made by people. As for where you go and what you become, it is all personal choice and you cannot blame others.

"The Emperor just left her here and didn't care about her?" Ling Qianyi leaned close to Zong Zhengchen and whispered, "This is a hot potato, uncle."

Emperor Li left the person here, and now he has gone crazy. What should they do?

Can you kill him?

Zong Zhengchen frowned. If he was sober, killing her would be understandable, but now that she had become so crazy, even killing her would not satisfy his hatred.

Death is not the most terrible punishment.

Living a life worse than death is the best way to live.

After thinking for a moment, Fang said, "Come here, escort her back to Jiangbei immediately and return her to Emperor Li, so that he can deal with it himself!"

Don't throw this hot potato into his territory in Jiangnan.

Han Feng took the order, took two secret guards, captured Qin Jiaojiao, led a fast horse, and immediately went to Jiangbei to return her.

When she was captured, Qin Jiaojiao was still shaking her head crazily, and kept talking: "Your Majesty, you haven't come to my palace for a long time... Zong Zhengli... I have liked you for more than ten years, I love you so much..."

"We will be together forever...ah? Depose the queen? No, no, it's impossible. The emperor loves me the most. If you guys falsely convey his will, I will definitely chop off your heads!"

“Cluck, cluck, cluck!”

"I am the most noble woman in Dongling Country. You all have to look up to me. Qin Ye, you can't beat me! Hahaha!"