Jun Shihuai was actually glad. On the one hand, he selfishly wanted the whole world to abandon her and only he cared about her the most, so that she would take the initiative to approach him and not think about other people, but he was afraid that she would be sad because of this.
The palace maids of Wutong Palace were all standing outside waiting. When they saw him, they hurriedly saluted and wanted to go in to report. But then they remembered the empress dowager's order that no one was allowed to enter without her permission, otherwise they would be killed without mercy. So they stopped immediately and stood there in embarrassment.
Jun Shihuai thought about it and pushed the door open.
Wutong Palace belongs to the Empress Dowager's bedroom. It is one of the best in terms of construction layout and other aspects. The Empress Dowager needs a magnificent palace to prove her status. However, all he saw was a dead scene, as dead as a barren mountain.
Walking inside, Jun Shihuai saw layers of curtains hanging on the ground, like dodder flowers without attachments.
Perhaps hearing footsteps, a voice came from behind the curtain shortly afterwards: "I have said that no one is allowed to enter."
Jun Shihuai stopped and called out calmly, "Empress Dowager."
It was suddenly quiet inside, and then Jun Shihuai heard a mocking laugh, as sharp as a thorn. Then the curtain was pulled open by a hand painted with red nail polish, and the empress dowager's vicissitudes of life face instantly appeared in front of him.
When the empress dowager saw Jun Shihuai wearing a dragon robe, her expression became a little distorted.
This dress was supposed to belong to that person, but that person left early. She looked at Jun Shihuai with a look of nostalgia and hatred, which finally turned into one sentence: "I have calculated everything, but I still missed it. I actually let you, a little bastard, get this position. Son of that woman, I should have strangled you to death long ago."
She was jealous after all, and on New Year's Eve, the late emperor kept his mother behind out of nostalgia.
She felt that this was a good thing for Concubine Yi, but for Jun Shihuai, such a retention was nothing but a death warrant, which would only remind him all the time how redundant he was and that his mother didn't want to stay with him for a moment for the sake of others.
How ironic.
Jun Shihuai remained silent, but the Queen Mother added, "And that bitch Chao Le? For so many years, I have spent so much effort to train her, and she has become the most noble princess. The world envy her so much, and yet she is hanging out with a little bastard like you. If it weren't for her, you would have died in the palace long ago."
Hearing her calling him a little bastard, Jun Shihuai didn't feel angry, but when he heard her say that, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. This anger started from the time when the Queen Mother left marks on her face, then punished her by kneeling, and continued until now. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "The Queen Mother must want to be buried with the late emperor, right? If I take the late emperor's body out of the imperial mausoleum and throw it somewhere you can't find it, what do you think will happen?"
His face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't look like he was joking at all.
The late emperor was indeed the empress dowager’s weak spot. She panicked: “You dare not, you just ascended the throne. If you do this, you will be despised by the world.”
"It doesn't matter. I don't care. Whether you spit on me or insult me, the throne is still mine. As for whether you dare or not, Queen Mother, you can try it. I mean what I say."
The Queen Mother looked at him for a long time with a strange look, as if she had seen something. Finally, she compromised and asked him, "What exactly do you want to do by coming here today?"
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