Looking at their panicked expressions, Wan Ge sighed softly. It seemed that she didn't need to say anything; judging from the palace servants' reactions, it was clear that Ye Zhao was indeed a tyrant.
Moreover... he appeared on his wedding night yesterday, covered in blood.
…
Meanwhile, in the imperial study, Ye Zhao looked at the news brought back by his spies and angrily threw it on the ground: "Is everything true?"
The man in black kneeling on the ground could already sense his master's anger, and his body trembled slightly: "It's all true, Your Majesty... everything has been verified from multiple sources."
It's common knowledge throughout the capital that the Empress is fond of General Mu. How could such a thing be faked?
It was only upon investigation that it was discovered that the Empress had done far more than others claimed.
The two were childhood sweethearts. The Empress was truly devoted to General Mu. Although Mu Qingzhou did not love the Empress, he treated her very well. If it weren't for Miss Guan's appearance, perhaps they would have really gotten married.
"Nonsense." Ye Zhao drew a sword from the side and held it directly to the guard's neck.
The guards were completely unmoved. The next second, Ye Zhao closed his eyes and threw the sword aside.
No way! Little Ge'er doesn't seem like she likes Mu Qingzhou at all. Absolutely not.
Although Ye Zhao knew very well that Wan Ge didn't like him much, she definitely didn't have deep feelings for Mu Qingzhou as they said.
Otherwise, why would she have cooperated so well, without even showing any sadness?
…
…
Wan Ge was awakened by a kiss, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Zhao's stunningly beautiful face.
But feeling his restless hand, Wan Ge instinctively grabbed it: "Your Majesty, no, my body really can't take it anymore."
Help! She doesn't want to move at all right now. If this happens again, will she even survive?
I want to tear those who say he's impotent to pieces once again.
Ye Zhao held the person tightly without moving, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Do you still love him?"
"Love whom?" Wan Ge's head was still spinning, and she had no idea who Ye Zhao was talking about.
"Mu Qingzhou," Ye Zhao said through gritted teeth.
Wan Ge leaned against him and closed her eyes, but as if realizing that the person beside her was still there, she tried to open them again: "I don't love him, I haven't loved him for a long time."
She was just so sleepy and tired that she couldn't help but close her eyes again.
"You stopped loving me a long time ago? How long ago?"
"Six months ago..." Wan Ge answered groggily.
Ye Zhao wanted to ask something more, but then realized that the person in his arms had fallen asleep.
When he looked down, he could still see the marks he had left on her body through her collar.
"Little Ge'er, you are mine, and belong only to me." When he glanced down from the second floor, that one glance was enough to make Ye Zhao absolutely certain that he had to get her, possess her, own her, hide her away, and make her belong to him forever.
Regardless of whether Wan Ge's words were true or not, he believed them: "You said you stopped liking Mu Qingzhou half a year ago. If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely not let you off."
…
The next morning, when Wan Ge woke up, no one was beside her. Suddenly, she remembered Ye Zhao asking her yesterday if she still loved Mu Qingzhou, and Wan Ge instantly became wide awake.
What did she say yesterday? Oh no, I was too sleepy yesterday and can't remember what I said. Could I have said something I shouldn't have?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
