Bei Menmu was unsuspecting of her, so the Empress placed her people around him without his knowledge.
His subordinates did nothing but keep an eye on the days when Beimen Lin came, watching what he and Beimen Mu did.
When her subordinates first reported that the Emperor and the Regent were behaving intimately, the Empress's heart skipped a beat.
She had already envisioned a possibility, and was just one step away from making that declaration.
Later, his subordinates came to report nervously, stammering that the regent had spent the night in the emperor's palace and only left the next morning.
As for what happened in the palace that night, the subordinates couldn't say it outright, but they indirectly told the Empress the truth.
The paper was pierced, revealing a disgusting, filthy substance inside.
The Empress repeatedly hypnotized herself, saying that Beimen Mu was only doing this to protect Su Feng, and that he had no choice but to submit to Beimen Lin.
But in his eyes as he looked at Beimen Lin, there was clearly affection, tenderness, and joy.
When did he ever look at me like that?
In his eyes, there was only respect, a little more warmth than when he looked at a stranger, but only a little.
The Empress was jealous of Bei Menlin and resented Bei Menmu; she hated even more that she was born into a high-ranking family.
Her life was not her own; she was married into the palace and fell in love with Beimen Mu, which became her lifelong misfortune.
Bei Menlin returned from the south with a woman. He seemed to have changed completely, as if he had encountered something.
The Empress thought her chance had come, so she treated Beimen Mu even better and became even more submissive.
She thought her kindness could soothe Beimen Mu's wounded heart, and that he would gradually turn his attention to her and forget the man who had hurt him.
Even though he was injured like that, he didn't give her a single chance.
One year, two years, three years—how many more years of her youth can she endure?
A woman spends her whole life waiting for a man's love, but winning a man's love is truly difficult.
The queen traced the rim of the cup with her finger and looked up at her husband.
A glance that lasts a lifetime, from the moment the veil was lifted.
"Has Your Majesty ever loved me, even for a single moment?"
Before her marriage, her mother repeatedly told her one thing: not to be virtuous and gentle, but...
Don't crave royal love.
The Empress kept in mind everything her nanny taught her in her private quarters throughout her life, but she never took her mother's words to heart.
Yi Mu had never really looked at this woman; he only knew that the empress was a typical woman from ancient times.
She lacks personality, follows the rules, never argues with her husband's decisions, and is always meek and submissive, so it's often difficult to see what she looks like.
This time, she didn't refer to herself as a concubine, but rather, from a woman's perspective, asked her husband, "Do you love me?"
Yi Mu never had any romantic feelings for the Empress. The original owner of this body was completely focused on Ye Yunxiang and never paid any attention to the Empress.
Yi Mu cannot lie, but under these circumstances, wouldn't telling the Queen the truth be too cruel?
Yi Mu's silence already represented his answer.
The queen let out a sharp, mournful laugh, laughing until tears streamed down her face. She didn't utter a sob, but silently let the tears flow, covering her entire face.
"I married you when I was sixteen, and followed your shadow for four years, but I got nothing in return."
Even if I stood naked in front of you, you wouldn't touch me.
"The mother of the nation, married for four years, is still a virgin. If word got out, people would laugh their heads off!"
Yi Mu remained silent; he really had nothing to say.
Now that things have come to this, saying anything is futile.
Moreover, he had no right to say anything, because the Empress loved Beimen Mu, not Yi Mu.
The empress's expression grew increasingly frantic. She laughed self-deprecatingly for a moment, but received no response. She calmed down and began to weep.
In this lifetime, she only shed tears secretly within her own palace.
Today, in front of my husband, I'm being disheveled, just this once.
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