Qiao Yu's soul floated in the air, and he was still a little surprised that Yan Fu named the non-existent child as the crown prince.
However, the man was so stingy as to only increase the favorability by three points. As expected, even the most favored woman in the emperor's heart could only reach 85.
Qiao Yu supported her chin and thought. It seemed that even if she could make this man fall in love with her, it would not be 100%.
After all, the Dongxu Dynasty eventually grew stronger under Yan Fu's leadership. It was unlikely that an emperor who cared about his country would lose his country for a beauty.
After all, not everyone is Xiang Yu.
Two words popped up in Qiao Yu's mind. After three months, she finally remembered a seemingly unimportant cannon fodder.
Su Yu...
After an unknown amount of time, the girl showed no signs of waking up.
If it weren't for the fact that Imperial Physician Jiang used his official title and his life as a guarantee, Yan Fu would have already massacred everyone in Lan Zhao Palace and the Hua Mansion for failing to take good care of them.
Yan Fu placed Qiao Yu's hand against his cheek. This fresh warmth would bring light to his life and make him feel less uneasy.
"emperor…"
The girl woke up slowly. This man always looked handsome and clean in her eyes. When did he become so bearded and decadent?
"Lan'er! Are you feeling unwell? Sufang, call the imperial physician. Don't get up yet, you're not well yet..."
Qiao Yu's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but she still forced herself to sit up, looking around. If Yan Fu hadn't stopped her, she would have gotten out of bed to look for it.
"Where's the child, Fu Lang, where's our child??!"
"Lan'er..."
Yan Fu's voice was hoarse and full of powerlessness. He wrapped his arms around the girl and hugged her tightly, hoping to keep her in his arms, but was afraid of hurting her. He endured it with all his might, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.
A overwhelming feeling of powerlessness came over Yan Fu. Ever since he became emperor, that feeling of powerlessness had gradually faded.
But now he realized that he couldn't even protect his own woman. How could an unqualified husband protect the world!
The girl suddenly froze all over. She remembered that the child had been taken away by Zhu'er and they all said that the child was dead.
"Fu Lang, our child is gone. I failed to protect our child..."
Qiao Yuru grabbed Yan Fu's sleeve tightly as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.
She buried her face in Yan Fu's shoulder and cried bitterly, her whole body trembling. Suppressed, painful sobs seemed to be drawn out with difficulty, thread by thread, from the depths of her soul, spreading throughout the room, weaving a dark blue picture of sorrow. The light also grew dim.
Because she was breaking down and crying, Qiao Yu did not show her face. How could a mother who lost her child control the degree of sadness?
At the same time, we should also pay attention to the fact that crying can only shed tears, and there is no beauty in crying with snot or something like that.
Seeing her like this, Yan Fu felt heartbroken, and his eyes became moist unconsciously. It had been a long time since he felt heartbroken.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I failed to protect you. We still have another child."
But just as he finished speaking, Yan Fu felt that his words were inappropriate. Lan'er had just lost her child. How could he let her forget this child and wait for the next one?
Sure enough, the next second the girl came out of her arms. Her almond-shaped eyes, which used to be as bright as the starry sky, were now dim, reflecting the man's cold face.
"I'm not..."
Yan Fu was about to explain when he saw the girl's pale face. Her white jade fingers touched the man's face, and the cold touch made his heart warm.
Wiping away the tears from Yan Fu's eyes, he also soothed his uneasy heart:
"Fu Lang, can you please let Lan'er be alone for a while? Lan'er is tired..."
There was a reason why Qiao Yu drove away this great opportunity to gain sympathy. Firstly, they believed that there was still a smell of blood in the house, and they would inevitably feel a natural disgust if they stayed there for too long.
Secondly, Qiao Yu is no longer willing to gain Yan Fu's favor, so she needs to find an opportunity...
Even though he broke with Yan Fu, he was still thinking about his opportunity.
Distance can create beauty. What's more, someone who is gentle, virtuous and unconcerned is not a woman, but an immortal. It is impossible for Qiao Yu to be flawless.
"Lan'er... you should have a good rest. I'm in the side hall. If you need anything, just ask Sufang to call me."
Yan Fu originally wanted to stay, but Qiao Yu wanted to be alone right now, and he was also afraid that Qiao Yu would think of the child when she saw him.
When I walked out of the house, all the palace servants were kneeling on the ground in the center of the courtyard. Since the young master had failed to be saved, their heads should have fallen to the ground.
"Send them all to the Ministry of Punishment. I will investigate them thoroughly and pry open their mouths. If no one speaks by tomorrow, I will bury them all. I will also replace them with a new batch of palace servants to serve Concubine Lan."
"Your Majesty, please spare my life..."
The wailing from below did not even earn a glance from the enraged emperor. Although Sufang felt sorry for them, she could not speak out a word to plead for mercy.
It is the servant's fault for not taking good care of the master. Even if the queen is a kind-hearted master, this time she lost not only a child, but also the noble crown prince.
It goes without saying what the Crown Prince represents.
At this time, a figure rushed out to stop him. It was Zhu'er.
Yan Fu thought that someone was fearless enough to contradict him. He was about to get angry, but then he saw that Zhu'er looked familiar, so he didn't give Zhu'er a chance to speak.
Zhu Er knelt on the ground. Facing the emperor's wrath, she showed no fear at all and said word by word:
"It would be a damnable crime to stop the Emperor. Your Majesty is in poor health and needs the care of palace servants who are familiar with her. Your Majesty is worried about her and is eager to find the murderer. But it won't be too late to send us to the Ministry of Punishment tomorrow if you decide how to deal with us."
Zhu Er saw that the Emperor had not immediately dragged her away to be tortured, which showed that Yan Fu cared deeply about his young lady's feelings, so she bravely continued:
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