Chu Zhonglin closed his eyes resignedly and then helped her put her clothes on.
She stood there with a smile on her face, and said crisply, "Brother Zhonglin, you are so kind to me."
"Brother Zhonglin, I'm leaving first."
"Brother Zhonglin, please don't forget me."
The emperor knew that her words were nothing but sweet talk laced with arsenic, but he still couldn't control his heart palpitations.
The repeated calls of "Brother Zhonglin" brought back his memories to five years ago.
Ten years ago, he was not yet an emperor, but just a lowly, despised child who grew up in a brothel.
His biological mother was a prostitute who had countless lovers and she didn't even know who his biological father was.
At that time, his mother was terminally ill and he was only nine years old. His mother was worried about him, so she wanted to take him to find his biological father.
His mother took him to many homes, and he suffered a lot of contempt and abuse.
The Jiang family was the richest family in Jiangnan at that time. When they went to the Jiang family, they were all driven away without exception. But later, Mrs. Jiang heard about this and kept them.
Mrs. Jiang only gave birth to a daughter and no son, so she brought Mr. Jiang over and asked them to do a blood test to recognize their relationship.
Madam Jiang said, "If it is really the master's child, then even if he stays, he will be a pitiful child."
But unfortunately, he is not Mr. Jiang's child.
His mother took him away in disappointment and despair. At this time, the little girl from the Jiang family suddenly called them from behind.
At that time, the little girl was not yet five years old. She was delicate and cute, with round and bright pupils that seemed to be able to speak.
Clean and clear.
You can tell at first glance that he was raised in the palm of someone's hand with great care.
It was an existence that was out of reach for him at that time.
As soon as you see it, you will feel ashamed of yourself.
She said to them, "Auntie, brother, my mother asked me to give this to you."
She handed the thick purse to their hands. His mother didn't want it, but the little girl forced it into her hands.
"My mother asked me to tell my aunt to take good care of her illness."
She took out dozens of candies from her pocket and put them in his hands, "Big brother, eat candies when you're unhappy."
Later he ate a piece of malt candy, which was as sweet as honey and went straight to his heart.
Perhaps such things may seem ordinary to others, but that was the only warmth he had ever experienced in his life.
It is the only ray of light seen in a desperate situation.
His mother also relied on the money given by Mrs. Jiang to seek medical treatment. Although her illness was not cured, she survived at least.
Later, he secretly glanced at the little girl a few times. She was always so dazzling. Later, his mother became a good woman and took him away from there.
He couldn't bear to eat the candies she gave him and kept them carefully.
When he was having the most difficult time in the palace, he would take one out and eat it.
The candy is no longer as sweet, but he always thinks of that scene.
Many years have passed, but he still remembers that scene clearly.
The gentle and kind Mrs. Jiang, and the soft and cute Miss Jiang who is like a little sun.
Jiang Baolin's call of "Brother Zhonglin" was so sweet that he couldn't help but recall that scene.
Jiang Baolin also has the surname Jiang, but she is not her.
The little girl from the Jiang family grew up like a star, so how could she end up in this quagmire like him?
She should always be happy and bright.
On the evening of the second day, the emperor turned over Song Xi's card.
Empress Song's expression turned a bit unhappy, and the nanny beside her said, "The Emperor must have turned over the Second Young Lady's card just now out of consideration for the Empress's sake."
"After all, it's because the Emperor values you."
"I know, but I originally wanted to temper her temper first." The displeasure in Queen Song's eyes never disappeared. In the three years before this, there were naturally many high-ranking concubines in the emperor's harem, but the emperor only came to her palace.
The emperor told her that she was different and unique in his eyes.
The emperor has been like this for the past three years.
Even the outside world said that the emperor was a puppet of the Song family, and some court officials urged the emperor to rule the country personally, but the emperor himself never made a fuss. He always said that it was because of the Song family and because of her that he had everything he had now.
He would never compete or fight with the Song family.
He treated her differently from others.
He is elegant and affectionate, different from the dissolute young men in the capital, and also different from those noble sons of wealthy families.
He only drank from one scoop of water from the vast expanse of the Yangtze River. Even though he suddenly became the emperor, he did not have the slightest impetuous air.
He treated her with care and love, as if she were fragile porcelain.
They don't look like an emperor or empress, but more like an ordinary couple.
He is so thoughtful and considerate, how could she not like such a man?
There was no shrewd calculation in his eyes that came from an aristocratic family, but only sincerity, which was what Queen Song, who was trained by her family, lacked.
She felt that she would never meet such a person in her life.
It was originally a political marriage, but she felt like she had found a treasure.
She even wanted to keep it like this forever, he was the emperor, and she was his queen, with no family of hers between them.
Now, this one and only thing that belongs to her is about to be snatched away by her half-sister.
But who could she blame?
Song Xi is her sister, and it was because of her that the emperor chose Song Xi first.
Is it her own fault that she can't give birth to a child?
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