Shu Fei obviously had no strength left. She tried to think for a moment and said, "Just because you and I are husband and wife, I am your concubine, right?"
When the emperor heard Shu Fei say this, he felt a little headache, so he said to Shu Fei: "There is no need to mention this matter again. I have thought about it and think that you should just negotiate with me."
After he finished speaking, the emperor said to Huan: "I can save you from the poison, but don't forget what I ask of you."
㫧huan lowered his head, knowing what the emperor meant by this.
After coming out of Taixing Palace, Concubine Shu grabbed Huan and said to him, "Huan, tell me, what are you and the emperor conspiring about? Are you hiding something from me?"
Huan was also angry. He turned to look at Shu Fei and stared at her coldly. His expression was already quite unhappy. He said, "Shu Fei, what do you think? What are you conspiring with the emperor? Why does the emperor know that you like me? Have you ever thought that you are the imperial concubine and I am a minister. It is impossible for the two of us to be together. Are you still stubborn?"
Every word that 㫧焕 said was quite calm, quite serious, and quite heartless.
Shu Fei looked at Huan with some surprise. The disappointment in her eyes made people feel distressed.
"Yuhuan, everything I do is for you! I hope we can be together, I hope we can stay away from these things, I hope we can just get better and better, isn't that possible?"
Although he was a military commander, he had read some books and had a scholarly temperament.
He seemed to never lose his temper, but when facing Shu Fei, his gentlemanly demeanor seemed to finally give way.
With a broken expression on his face, he said to Concubine Shu: "Madam Shu, when did I say I wanted to be with you? I just treat you as my sister. I don't like you either. You have been planning for our future, but have you ever thought about my thoughts?"
If the death of General Shu made Shu Fei feel that she could no longer hold on, then these words said by Huan at this time made Shu Fei feel even sadder. That kind of sadness came from the bones and completely broke Shu Fei down.
Her eyes turned red and tears fell silently. Finally, she closed her eyes and let the tears flow.
She didn't even realize that her voice had become hoarse. She lowered her voice and said, "Okay, it was Yugong who thought too much. It was Yugong who always thought that he was good to you and that you liked Yugong as well. Yugong really misjudged you."
Shu Fei still had a mourning flower on her head, and her face, which had never been delicate, now had a kind of broken beauty.
She took out a handkerchief from her bosom, handed it to Huan and said, "Okay, since you don't like me, there's no need for me to give up everything I have and end it all with you. This is Xuelian, the last favor I can do for you. As for whether you can survive, it depends on you."
After saying this, Shu Fei turned and left.
Her eyes were aching, and after several days of blows, Shu Fei felt groggy.
Her life seemed to be over in an instant. She didn't even know what the meaning of living was.
Huan looked at Shu Fei's thin body, and then looked at the snow lotus in his hand. At this moment, he felt as if his heart was lifted up by someone.
Why did he treat Shu Fei like this?
They grew up together. Shu Fei liked to follow him since she was a child.
What was his mood when Shu Fei was about to enter the palace?
He tried hard to recall, and remembered how lost he was at that time.
He thought that the woman who had always been by his side would become another man's woman.
But at the same time, I only felt lost for a while, and didn't feel heartbroken.
Even the sadness I felt back then was not even a fraction of the sadness I feel now.
After thinking about it, Huan turned around and went to the main hall of Taixing Palace.
In Taixing Palace, the emperor saw that everyone had left, so he immediately went to Qiao Yuange's side and said to her, "Pack up. The head nanny will take you to check the accounts in a while. Are you ready?"
Qiao Yuange asked curiously, "Checking the accounts? What is this for?"
The emperor did not seem to take this seriously, and said to Qiao Yuange nonchalantly: "I will announce that you will be the queen at tomorrow's morning court, and restore Prince Qiao's reputation and title, and pass Prince Qiao's title on to you."
Qiao Yuange stood there, feeling a surge of blood rushing up his body.
She didn't even know whether she was happy or sad, whether she wanted to thank the emperor or thought that this was what she deserved.
Seeing that Qiao Yuange was indeed stunned, he immediately smiled and said to her: "I have already prepared these a long time ago, and of course this is what you deserve. This is what the late emperor always hoped to do. Now that I am in power, this is all I can do."
Qiao Yuange lowered her head and said softly, "In fact, I know that you shouldn't bear these responsibilities in the future. I also know that sometimes, the trajectory of life has been formed, but sometimes, people just can't swallow this breath."
She can swallow it, but Prince Qiao probably can't swallow it, right?
Xiao Yungen didn't care about Qiao Yuange's little pretentiousness. He held her hand and said, "Don't worry, as long as you do what I want, I will give you everything you want."
"Also, you are not allowed to say slave in front of me anymore. You have to get used to your status as a queen."
After the emperor said this, even though it was just a few short words, Qiao Yuange did not feel very happy in her heart, because she knew that there were some things that she should not bear.
Before she could say anything, she saw Li Xixi rushing in anxiously, with a bad expression on his face. He glanced at the emperor and said to him, "Your Highness, An Xixi is here."
As soon as Li Xixi finished speaking, he saw An Xizi walking in.
An Xizi was wearing a sky blue brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns.
He was tall and thin, as if he had some kind of illness. Even the most exquisite robe he wore was loose on him.
His face looked grim, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, or perhaps he had not yet recovered from the disease.
After An Ziqian came in, he naturally bowed to the emperor.
The emperor sat there, looked up at An Xizi, and said to him, "An Linfeng, are you feeling better?"
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