Chapter 106 I Hate You
The dream changed and I was in Changchun Palace.
Meng Yan was dressed in plain clothes and sat on a chair with a cold and bored expression.
Various talismans, peach boards, peach figurines, and other unnamed witchcraft objects were thrown all over the floor.
There was a line of words written on the peach wood board that was broken into two pieces, "I only wish that the disasters of the Great Zhou Dynasty will last for hundreds of generations"!
The beautiful calligraphy in small characters with flower-shaped characters is her own handwriting, which hurts the eyes.
The so-called abortion drug was also copied out from the Changchun Palace warehouse and scattered all over the floor, making Lu Hao's eyes bloodshot.
"Get out of here!"
After driving everyone away, he strode up to Meng Yan and leaned over to look her in the eye.
"Yan'er, tell me, you didn't do this... I don't listen to what they say... You didn't... You didn't kill our child..."
The man's voice trembled with fear and pleading.
Meng Yan didn't answer, and didn't even look at him.
She had lost a lot of weight, and her originally plump figure now looked bony.
Not getting a response from her, Lu Haozhi tightly clasped her thin arms, his ten fingers as hard as iron, each one sinking into her soft skin.
He almost growled, "Speak!"
She finally looked up, her eyes calmly gazing into his, "Your Majesty has already made up his mind, why ask me again?"
Lu Haozhi gnashed his teeth and said, "I want to hear it from your own mouth!"
Meng Yan smiled, and the stunning face that once intoxicated him was now filled with coldness and contempt.
She said, "Lu Haozhi, why do you think I'm destined to have your child?"
She then said, "Lu Haozhi, are you worthy?"
She finally said, "I did it, Lu Haozhi. I'm tired of it. I don't want your child, so I aborted it. You don't have to check. It's all my fault."
“…I don’t believe it!”
He couldn't and didn't want to believe that the child they had been waiting for together would be killed by her own hands.
Meng Yan looked at him and smiled playfully, "Lu Haozhi, why don't you believe me? With my medical skills, who do you think can harm me? Or are you going to find those good-for-nothings again to take my pulse? Do you want me to tell you how I lost the baby after I drank the medicine that night?"
The gentle words were like a steel knife, cutting into his heart.
He still didn't want to believe it, but he had to verify the physical evidence and...her own words.
Meng Yan raised an eyebrow, kicked the mahogany board on the ground, and said nonchalantly, "I did all of this. You know my handwriting. Do you want me to point out the various names to you one by one?"
"shut up!"
Lu Haozhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he gasped and asked, "Why did you do this?!"
Meng Yan's watery eyes widened as she giggled, "Why? Because I hate you, Haozhi."
His head was buzzing and his heart was aching as if it was being cut by a knife or an axe. The intense pain seemed to tear him in half.
But all this was no match for her cold words.
Meng Yan completely broke him down.
This woman who had given him countless warmth and joy, the only person he had ever recognized, had personally pushed him into the abyss.
Lu Haozhi let go of her and stood up straight, his strong body shaking a little.
"Okay..." He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at her again, "...Ms. Meng, you are disgraced as a noble concubine, you are insane and absurd..."
shut up.
Lu Haozhi watched all this and shouted silently.
"…acting viciously…"
Shut up, shut up!
"Demote him to a commoner, banish him to the cold palace, and never let him out!"
shut up! ! ! !
He was powerless and could only watch Lu Haozhi and Meng Yan in his dream.
When Meng Yan heard that she was abandoned, her lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile of relief.
She did not plead for herself, but took off all the jewelry on her head, took off the outer robe that belonged to the imperial concubine, knelt down and bowed to him, "I accept your order and thank you."
"The Emperor... Duke Protector Meng Changyuan... is shouting that the Emperor wants to execute the Empress immediately... and has led his troops into the palace..."
Rong An's voice brought the dream to an abrupt end.
Lu Haozhi suddenly opened his eyes and felt sweat all over his body, as if he had been soaked in water.
The severe pain disappeared without a trace again, and what replaced it was still the overwhelming sadness that almost suffocated him.
This time, he finally understood where this sadness came from.
The Hall of Mental Cultivation was dark, with only two palace lanterns lit. It was unclear whether it was dusk or night.
Lu Haozhi turned his head slightly and saw Meng Yan sitting on a chair beside the bed, with one hand on her face, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
She was there, still wearing the clothes of a royal concubine, looking as beautiful as ever.
He reached out to her, wanting to touch her.
The dream was so real that it was horrifying. Even after waking up, he was still frightened.
Meng Yan's long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she woke up.
"Your Majesty is awake? Is he still feeling unwell?"
When Meng Yan met Lu Haozhi's eyes, her heart trembled.
Those eyes were dark and black, filled with undisguised desire, as if they wanted to devour her alive.
"You've been here all this time?"
Lu Haozhi spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
"Yes, the emperor has slept all day."
Meng Yan answered casually, walked over and poured him a bowl of water, helped him sit up, and served him water.
Lu Haozhi took her hand and drank the bowl of water in one gulp. Suddenly, he put his arms around her waist and buried his head in her arms.
Those are all fake, she is here fine.
Feeling her warmth and smelling her body fragrance, Lu Haozhi thought in his heart.
At the moment, he felt a sense of regret for surviving a disaster.
She would not do anything that would hurt others, and he would not banish her to the cold palace.
At the moment, Meng Changyuan is only the son of Marquis Yiyang, fighting far away at the border. He is not the Duke of Protector of the Country, and he will not lead troops into the palace.
"emperor?"
Meng Yan glanced at the sky outside. It was dark and she thought it was time to light the lamps.
She stayed with Lu Haozhi the whole day and didn't go back. She wondered if Doukou would make a fuss and look for her.
"I... must return to Changchun Palace. Princess He'an won't be able to sleep if I'm not here at night."
He had woken up and was no longer abnormal, so it was time for her to fulfill her duties as a concubine.
"I don't want you to leave."
Lu Haozhi raised his head, looked into her clear eyes, and looked at her greedily.
"But Doukou would cry all night long."
Lu Haozhi laughed at himself. Of course, the dream couldn't be real. She wouldn't get jealous and make a scene like in the dream, smashing up the Yangxin Palace. Even if he begged her to stay, she would still leave.
In her heart, I am now not even as good as a little girl.
Well, he wouldn't compete for favor with a kid. There's still a long way to go.
Lu Haozhi loosened his arms and finally let Meng Yan leave, watching her figure disappear into the night.
The night was as cool as water. Meng Yan rode on a sedan chair under the moonlight and headed towards Changchun Palace.
Too many things happened today, leaving her overwhelmed and quite tired.
Lu Haozhi asked her for a child, but he was sick again and wanted to make her his queen...
However, what concerned her most was the words in his dream.
"Yan'er, tell me...it wasn't you who did it!"
What did he dream about?
Meng Yan gently turned the rosary on her wrist, biting her lip in thought.
As far as he could remember, he had indeed asked her this once, but that was in his previous life.
When she returned to Changchun Palace, everything was quiet. Bai Yuxin was taking care of Doukou and had a light on in the house waiting for her to come back.
The two men met, exchanged a few words, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.
The next day, Meng Yan heard that Lu Haozhi had gone to court as usual, and she knew that his heartache had receded like the tide, so she felt relieved.
The war situation in the previous dynasty was urgent, and Lu Haozhi had no time to take care of the affairs of the harem. He discussed military affairs with ministers in Baohe Hall and Wenyuan Pavilion every day.
Bai Yuxin's embroidered portrait of Guanyin Bodhisattva was finally completed and she was just waiting to present it to the Queen Mother on the day of the welcoming banquet.
In the summer, when there was nothing to do, Meng Yan took Bai Yuxin and Doukou with her and often went to Taiye Lake to admire the lotus and view the scenery. She picked fresh lotus leaves and lotus seeds, and went back to make porridge to clear the heart and reduce internal heat, or asked the small kitchen to make some fresh snacks, which was quite fun.
Meng Yan had been in the palace for so long that she didn't find it new. Bai Yuxin, however, was spending her summer there for the first time. She was delighted by the towering lotus leaves and the sun-drenched blossoms. As a child, she particularly loved water, and she would pester adults every day to be taken there to play.
The two adults were afraid of the sun, so they sat in the pavilion. The little girl became darker in just a few days.
One afternoon, Doukou stayed by the water again and refused to leave. Meng Yan was worried about some trivial matters in the palace, so she asked Bai Yuxin to take care of Doukou and went back to Changchun Palace first.
As soon as she entered Changchun Palace, she saw Rong An standing at the door of the main hall and was stunned.
Rong An smiled apologetically, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has been waiting for you in there for quite some time. Please go in quickly."
Meng Yan calmed herself down and walked into the hall.
There was no one in the outer hall, so she turned into the inner hall and saw Lu Haozhi sitting beside the bed.
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