Chapter 674 Dreamer
"What are you talking about!" Xuan Jichuan looked at her coldly.
Under his cold gaze, the Queen Mother felt as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake and felt cold all over.
"What did I say? What I said is the truth!"
"How well do you think you hid it?"
"You have hidden a portrait in your study. The woman is the one in your dreams. You have never seen her in real life. If this isn't a monster, then what is it?"
"Xuan Jichuan, how long are you going to deceive yourself? You are the emperor of a country, can you wake up?"
The Queen Mother's eyes were red as she scolded in a deep voice.
Xuan Jichuan's face was frighteningly gloomy, and even though he didn't say a word, everyone could see his suppressed anger.
"You entered my study?" He glanced at the chief eunuch, who turned around and quickly walked out the door towards the study.
Lu Chaochao hid in the corner as if by reflex. Portrait?
Dream person?
What on earth are they talking about!
"Why can't I go? You are over 18 and don't want to be selected or favored by anyone. I am doing this for the sake of the descendants of the Xuan family!"
"Back then you kept saying that you wanted to marry the girl of your dreams. After all these years, you haven't changed!" The Queen Mother looked at him coldly.
At that time, Concubine Lin had just lost power, but she did bring many years of happiness to the emperor.
The emperor still had some sympathy for her.
After all, she gave birth to a son and a daughter for him.
But at that time, the young Xuan Jichuan seemed to have gone mad. One day, he suddenly shouted that he wanted to marry the girl of his dreams, and even drew a portrait of her during class.
It is said that when Concubine Lin found out, she asked him to burn the portrait himself.
He was even made to kneel in front of the hall and admit his mistake.
But when the emperor heard about this, he pondered for a long time and finally decided to send the youngest Xuan Jichuan to Beizhao.
The eunuch rushed back sweating profusely, not even having time to salute, and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, the portrait is gone!!"
Xuan Jichuan's face suddenly turned gloomy: "Give me back the portrait!"
"Where is that painting?!"
Xuan Jichuan, who originally still had some rationality left, suddenly had a string in his head snapped, and his eyes were faintly bloodshot.
"Portrait, portrait. Back then, because of the girl in your dream, you were regarded as a lunatic and sent to Northern Zhao. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
Xuan Jichuan laughed in anger: "Lessons? Didn't you spread it?"
The Queen Mother paused.
"Give me back the portrait!" He spoke each word with great emphasis, suppressing his anger.
The blushing girl bit her lower lip and stood in front of the Queen Mother: "Your Majesty, is Yu'er not as good as a dead painting?"
"Yu'er has also seen that painting!"
"I don't know where this mountain monster came from, and it dared to confuse Your Majesty's mind. It should be burned, otherwise... it will hurt Your Majesty sooner or later." Chen Lingyu bit her lower lip and looked at him with a resentful expression.
"Shanye, monster?" Xuan Jichuan took a step forward and stretched out his hand to lift her chin.
Chen Lingyu's cheeks flushed with shyness: "Yu'er... Yu'er, I love Your Majesty and would like to be the woman of Your Majesty's dreams." Under Xuan Jichuan's pressure, her voice trembled and shook.
Xuan Jichuan has outstanding appearance, tall stature, and holds the power of life and death.
Who wouldn’t want to be the apple of a man’s eye?
Not to mention Chen Lingyu, how many women in Kyoto want to be the only one for the young emperor?
"The person in the dream?" Xuan Jichuan laughed softly.
He raised his hand and pinched Chen Lingyu's neck with his big palm. Tighten a little bit...
Chen Lingyu's feet gradually left the ground...
"Aunt...Aunt...cough..." Chen Lingyu's throat was choked and she struggled hard. With both hands, he pried Xuan Jichuan's palms apart in fear...
But it doesn't move at all.
"Let go, let go quickly! Yu'er!" The Queen Mother was so frightened by the scene before her that her face turned pale, and she quickly called the palace maids behind her to stop him.
But who would dare to approach under Xuan Jichuan's murderous eyes?
Chen Lingyu rolled her eyes in suffocation, her tongue stuck out, her face turned purple, and the empress dowager had already been crying with tears streaming down her face.
"Yu'er is almost being strangled to death by you, you evil creature, please let Yu'er go!"
"Here you go, here you go! The portrait is for you, please let go..." The Queen Mother was so horrified by this scene that she went limp all over.
In front of her, Xuan Jichuan threw Chen Lingyu away casually like a rag doll. The eunuch handed over a handkerchief at the right time, and Xuan Jichuan wiped each finger slowly and methodically...
The emperor's coldness is vividly displayed.
Chen Lingyu fell to the ground with a hoarse throat and couldn't even cry out. He crawled to the corner trembling, hugged his knees and covered his head in fear.
"I won't dare to do it again, never again... Yu'er won't dare to do it again, I know I was wrong..." She regretted so much that she regretted drugging Xuan Jichuan.
How dare she touch this evil star?
She was totally out of her mind.
Chen Lingyu hugged her knees and cried inconsolably.
The Queen Mother collapsed all over and walked into the inner room with the help of a nanny. Bring out the portrait yourself...
Xuan Jichuan looked at the portrait with burning eyes.
The girl in the painting has a dot of vermilion between her eyebrows, and her unruly eyes are quite arrogant.
The Queen Mother held the portrait in her hand and stood two fingers above the candle flame.
Xuan Jichuan's eyes narrowed.
"If you don't marry Yu'er, I won't force you."
"But since you are the Emperor of Dongling, you must shoulder the responsibility of Dongling. You can think about the witch in your dreams, but you must have someone in your harem!" Only when the imperial power is stable can she sit firmly on the throne of the empress dowager.
Xuan Jichuan took a deep breath and looked at her deeply.
"Okay! I promise you."
The Queen Mother threw the portrait to the ground with a flick of her hand. Xuan Jichuan was rarely flustered. He rushed forward and took it in his arms, handling it carefully as if it were a treasure.
Lu Chaochao opened her eyes and vaguely felt that the portrait looked familiar.
When he wanted to take a closer look, the portrait had already been rolled up by Xuan Jichuan and was holding it in his arms.
"You promised me, you must not go back on your word!" The Queen Mother closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows.
"Go away. I need to rest." The Queen Mother turned around and stopped looking at him.
Xuan Jichuan turned around and strode away, his face looking ugly and gloomy.
Lu Chaochao huddled in the corner and left on tiptoe.
She wandered around the palace.
Thinking absentmindedly, Xuan Jichuan actually has a dream lover since he was a child? Is it the influence of inner demons?
The palace servants did not dare to approach and could only follow from a distance.
The Beizhao Palace is decorated with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes, and has pavilions and towers. It is majestic and looks very rich.
But Lu Chaochao had no intention of watching.
She walked further and further away in the palace. Not long after she walked, she heard a palace maid behind her whisper, "The forbidden palace is ahead."
"What is the Forbidden Palace?" she asked casually.
"It's not a forbidden place. It's just that Your Majesty lived here when he was young, and Concubine Lin died in this hall. After Your Majesty ascended the throne, this hall was sealed up. Servants are not allowed to enter and disturb." His Majesty occasionally comes here to pay tribute.
"If Princess is curious, you can go in and take a look." The palace servant said gently. His Majesty once said that she had free access to the palace.
There must not be any obstruction, for fear that she will feel unhappy.
The environment here is quiet, but it is very far away from where the emperor is.
They must have moved here after Concubine Lin lost power.
Lu Chaochao pushed open the door of the palace. The palace was unattended and looked a little desolate.
"You wait at the door." Lu Chaochao entered the hall alone.
There is no splendor and magnificence of the front hall here, and everything seems desolate. Only the small wooden horse in the yard adds a touch of warmth.
After her children left for Beizhao, Concubine Lin must have missed them very much.
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