Chu Yan nodded in agreement. He and she would bear this painful secret together.
Qing Yue walked to the door of the Qing Mansion and took one last look in his direction. He raised his hand and waved, indicating that she should go in.
Qing Yue stood there and looked at Chu Yan, tears in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to pull the corners of her mouth towards him, but it was far-fetched. She knew how much pain Brother Chu Yan was in, but only in this way could she resolve this entangled and evil fate.
Qingyue looked back and then entered the mansion.
At the moment when the door of the mansion closed, Chu Yan could no longer bear it and suddenly bent down. He was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. His sobs were blown away by the night wind. He burst into tears. It turned out that fate had never let his little girl go!
Three years, only three years!
Yue'er, you said you love Feng Ling, so Brother Ayan will never tell the secret of that night. Brother Ayan accepted it and gave in.
You said you wanted that wedding, so Brother Ayan will get you married.
The wind is howling and the moon is bleak.
Chu Yan stood up, covered his mouth and coughed twice, his eyes were deep after crying. The next moment he jumped up and ran towards the direction of the palace.
It was night now and the palace gate had already been closed. Chu Yan slammed his fist on the palace gate and handed over the token. The soldiers guarding the palace gate immediately let him in.
Chu Yan walked on the bluestone road of the imperial palace, heading all the way towards the Weiyang Palace. The palace had hook-like eaves, and was covered with thousands of colored tiles, resplendent in gold and jade. However, at this moment, there was only the flickering candlelight, and the people in the palace were all asleep.
He strode over, waking up the maids and servants on duty.
"This servant greets Prince You!"
Leaving behind all the greetings, Chu Yan strode into the hall.
The head nanny hurried forward and saluted, "Your Highness, the Queen has just gone to bed. I have sent the head maid to inform her."
Chu Yan said nothing, his eyes were gloomy.
The head nanny did not dare to delay. As soon as she saw Prince You's face, she knew that something must have happened. After serving tea, she hurried back to inform the Queen.
Empress Xiao, supported by the palace maids, put on an outer coat and hurried over.
"Yan'er, why are you here to see Mother so late at night? What's the matter?"
Empress Xiao asked hurriedly.
Her son seldom came to the palace these days, and there was no precedent of him entering the palace in the middle of the night, so after the maid reported it, her heart skipped a beat and she hurried over.
"Everyone, get out and close the door."
Chu Yan's voice was low and cold. At a command, the maids and nannies all retreated.
Only Chu Yan and Empress Xiao were left in the hall.
Empress Xiao's heart skipped a beat when she saw Chu Yan's fierce expression. After everyone had left, she hurried forward and asked, "Yan'er, what happened?"
At this moment, Chu Yan raised his red eyes and fixed them on his mother's face. With a look of nervousness and seriousness in his eyes, he said, "Fengping is the ninety-eighth year, the sixth month, Dingchou. What did you do?"
Chu Yan asked harshly.
Empress Xiao was completely stunned by the question. For a moment, she couldn't even register what year the ninety-eighth was. When she came to her senses, she immediately frowned and said, "Yan'er, why are you asking this? A lot of things happened in the ninety-eighth year of Fengping. How can your mother remember them all? So, what happened that made you rush into the palace in the middle of the night?"
Empress Xiao was puzzled.
But when Chu Yan heard what Empress Xiao said, his eyes turned red. He would never forget what happened on that day of June Dingchou!
His maid's innocence was taken away by Feng Ling in a teahouse outside Beijing. From that moment on, the gears of fate began to turn slowly, changing the trajectory of everyone's life. His Yue'er died tragically on the top of Luoye Mountain and lived with hatred, but three years have passed!
The culprit is Feng Ling, but it was also the Xiao family who drugged him!
He hated it, hated it and felt pain.
Even until today, fate has not let Yue'er off. In three years, less than three years, his Yue'er will still die!
I regret to the extreme and feel suffocated by the pain.
"Why did you give Feng Ling the love poison? Why?"
Seeing Empress Xiao's bewildered look, Chu Yan was almost overwhelmed with anger, his eyes were almost bloodshot, and with a bang he swept the teapot on the table to the ground, breaking it into pieces.
"Why, why did you give him the love poison?"
He asked again and again, feeling powerless and resentful. If Feng Ling had not been poisoned with love, would everything that happened later have not happened?
Empress Xiao was frightened to death by Chu Yan's madness. Her cold and arrogant face darkened. Looking at Chu Yan who looked almost crazy, she felt so angry that her heart ached. If it had been before, she would have shouted angrily, but since she almost lost her son last time, Empress Xiao had to suppress her temper.
"Who poisoned him? And who slandered the Queen Mother in front of you?"
Empress Xiao said angrily.
She had figured out that if Yan'er lost control, it was bound to be related to Qingyue's affairs. She'd just thought about it: June, Dingchou, 1998—wasn't that the year Qingyue's accident, the year he'd had sex with the poisonous woman Qing Yunyao? And who had said what to him, rushing into the palace in the middle of the night to bring bad luck upon her?
"Who would frame you all? From childhood to adulthood, you've framed and assassinated Feng Ling. Haven't you done enough? Just for that throne, that position, how many dirty things have you done in secret?"
"Chu Yan!"
Empress Xiao was really angry this time. Her eyes suddenly became sharp and her face was frosty.
She glared at Chu Yan, her only son, shaking with anger. "Chu Yan, do you know what you're talking about? Queen Mother planned for you, the Xiao family planned for you. Did we all do something wrong? Your father is the Emperor of Great Zhou, and your mother is the Empress of Great Zhou. You should have inherited that position naturally. It's your father who was too partial, favoring his wife over his concubines, forcing your mother to plan. For all these years, what has your mother been doing? For whom?"
Empress Xiao was also angry and shouted with red eyes.
She had been enduring this for a long time. These days, she didn't dare to say anything harsh to her only son, for fear of upsetting him.
But look at what he did? He came to question her in the middle of the night!?
"For what? For whom? Haha... who do you think it was for?"
Chu Yan roared angrily, then raised his hand, and the energy roared out, and with a bang, the priceless vase on the table smashed to the ground. But that was not the end. Chu Yan seemed to be crazy and smashed things. He smashed whatever he touched. The whole hall was in a mess, and Empress Xiao's feet were a pile of debris.
Empress Xiao was so angry that she kept gasping for breath and her vision was getting darker.
"You're all doing this for yourselves, for vanity, for status, for power! I told you not to resort to those shady and vicious tactics behind my back. I don't need them. Even if it's that position, I want to earn it fairly and squarely on my own. Why don't you trust me? Why are you still pulling all those strings behind my back?"
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