Qu Ruobai moved slightly, and the cold tip of the dagger immediately pressed against his neck. The cold touch made his heart tremble, and his voice began to tremble unconsciously: "Su Rong, you, you are trying to kill the king!"
Song Jiao's lips curled up into a scornful smile, playing with the gleaming dagger in her hand, her eyes full of mockery: "What I do, doesn't it all depend on you? Qu Ruobai, don't challenge my bottom line. How did you get this throne in the first place? You know best in your heart!"
Although her voice was soft, every word pierced Qu Ruobai's heart like a needle. His body trembled uncontrollably, and sweat dripped down his forehead. At the critical moment of life and death, the dignity and power of the royal family seemed so insignificant.
Seeing this, Song Jiao snorted and gracefully put away the dagger.
Qu Ruobai woke up as if from a dream and stumbled out of Song Jiao's bedroom.
At that moment, he was no longer the almighty emperor, but just a panicked fugitive.
In Fengqi Palace, Shen Qingyue was so angry that she almost lost her mind after learning that Qu Ruobai went to find Song Jiao.
She physically punished all the palace inhabitants, and the entire palace was shrouded in terror and oppression.
When Qu Ruobai returned to Fengqi Palace in a daze, Shen Qingyue immediately rushed to him with her eyes blazing with fire: "Didn't you go to find Su Rong? Why are you back to find me? Get out of here!" As she said that, she raised her hand and waved at Qu Ruobai.
Qu Ruobai's face turned pale, and he grabbed Shen Qingyue's arm, his voice low and cold: "Shen Qingyue, have you had enough of this?"
There was a dangerous glint in his eyes, like an enraged beast.
Shen Qingyue was intimidated by his aura and was speechless for a moment.
Qu Ruobai suddenly shook off the arm that was tightly grasped by Shen Qingyue, his face turned ashen, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
His voice was low and cold, and every word carried an irresistible majesty: "Shen Qingyue, have you had enough of this? The matter between your father and brother has caused an uproar in the court. Don't you know why I am looking for Su Rong?"
Shen Qingyue's eyes were red and her face was covered with tears. She no longer had any of her usual dignity and grace.
Her voice trembled, but with a hint of determination: "Their affairs are their affairs, I have no right to interfere! But you clearly promised me that you would not go to the other concubines' palaces. No matter what the reason, you should not break your promise!"
When she got excited, she actually sat down on the ground and burst into tears, her voice as shrill as a wolf howling.
Qu Ruobai frowned and squatted down, trying to calm Shen Qingyue down, but her crying only made him more irritated.
He finally lost his patience, raised his voice a few degrees, and scolded: "Shen Qingyue, don't push me anymore! My tolerance for you has reached its limit. If you continue to act unreasonably like this, then let your father and brother go to the border! If they can't even handle their own affairs, then dying on the border is their own choice!"
Shen Qingyue's crying stopped abruptly. She looked up at Qu Ruobai, her eyes full of disbelief and deep fear.
Qu Ruobai turned away, unwilling to look at her again. His voice regained its usual calmness and dignity: "My patience is limited. You'll have to take care of yourself."
After saying that, he strode away, leaving Shen Qingyue sitting alone on the ground, at a loss for what to do.
In Song Jiao's bedroom, she sat quietly on the couch, still playing with the dagger in her hand.
Ning Xi stood aside, disdain and disgust flashing in his eyes.
She looked at Qu Ruobai's distorted face and felt that this so-called male protagonist was really a bitch.
Although he has a noble status, his behavior at this moment is disgusting.
She couldn't help but move closer to Song Jiao and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do next?" Her curiosity was completely ignited, and she was eager to know the final fate of the couple.
Song Jiao gently put down the dagger in her hand, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, "Just watch!" Her words were full of mystery and expectation, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.
On the third day, the Shen family father and son led the army to the border.
However, when they were only halfway there, they abandoned the army and fled for their lives because they were afraid of death.
The news spread back to the palace as fast as it could.
When Qu Ruobai heard the news, he was so angry that he almost lost his mind.
He smashed everything he could, his roar echoing throughout the empty palace. "Waste! How dare they abandon the army and flee? They truly have no fear of death!"
At this moment, Shen Qingyue rushed into the imperial study in a hurry.
Why is this happening? Dad and my brother clearly agreed to go to the border.
You can just fake your death and get away when the time comes, why do you have to run away directly?
As soon as she entered the room, she burst into tears and choked, "Your Majesty, my father and brother didn't mean it!" Her voice was trembling and anxious, as if she was defending her relatives.
However, Qu Ruobai remained unmoved.
He snorted coldly, his eyes revealing a chilling look, "Not intentional? Then it must have been planned for a long time!" His fingers tightly pinched Shen Qingyue's jaw, with such force that she almost couldn't breathe.
"Shen Qingyue, do you really think I dare not kill you?" Qu Ruobai's voice was cold and cruel, as if it came from the depths of hell.
There was a crazy glint in his eyes that made people shudder.
"No, it's not like that. They really don't want to leave. Can you give them another chance?" Shen Qingyue felt fear only now, and only now did she understand what it meant to be the most ruthless imperial family.
"Come, take the Queen away. Without my order, she can only be held in Fengqi Palace."
No matter how Shen Qingyue called out, Qu Ruobai showed no expression.
Qu Ruobai rushed to Song Jiao's residence, his face filled with anxiety. He hurriedly opened the door and instantly put on his familiar, humble, and flattering face, as if his previous majestic and imperial image was just an illusion.
"Rong'er!" He called out Song Jiao's nickname eagerly, his tone full of regret and pleading, "I was wrong! I was really wrong. Shen Qingyue deceived me! I was deceived by her sweet words and didn't see her true face."
His voice trembled slightly, as if he was trembling for his mistakes. "Will you forgive me? I know I made an unforgivable mistake, but I really love you, Rong'er. I am willing to give everything to win your heart back."
Song Jiao slowly raised her eyes, a cold light flashing in them. She said nothing, but stared at Qu Ruobai quietly, as if trying to judge the truth in his words.
Suddenly, she raised her hand and struck out with a palm. Qu Ruobai had never expected Song Jiao to suddenly attack, and was caught off guard and was directly knocked away, hitting the wall heavily.
"What?" Song Jiao's voice was as cold as ice. "Someone was holding you down, pressing you against Shen Qingyue?"
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