Autumn passed and spring came. If the grass around her had not withered and the trees had not grown again, Qiao Yu would almost have forgotten what day it was. She had been locked in this gorgeous golden cage for more than half a year.
Qiao Yu reached out to catch the petals that fell from the tree.
The maids serving beside her were worried that the master would catch a cold after staying outside for too long and the emperor would punish them, so they couldn't help but advise:
"Your Majesty, it's windy outside. You should come inside. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should think about the little prince in your belly."
Her hair was smooth and glossy like brocade, and she had a smile on her lips, which was both beautiful and sad. Her fair, slender neck was covered with purple marks, extending all the way to her collar.
"Are you thinking about the child?... He's just an unwanted child. Go back."
"Your Majesty..."
The chains of the handcuffs made a sound when they hit the ground as she walked, and it was so crisp and harsh, but the handcuffed woman didn't care.
The people in the room seemed to be talking about something, and then someone's voice in the back raised:
"emperor!"
Su Yu clenched his fists, not knowing how to persuade the emperor in front of him to make peace. Although Dongxu had won more than it lost in the years of war, it was really not the best time to start another war!
"My dear Su, what you are thinking about is what worries me too. It is the Regent who is pressing us step by step and provoking us everywhere. Didn't you see clearly the Regent's shameless behavior during the morning court?"
Qinghe Garden was not too far from the capital, and Yan Fu could receive a message by riding a fast horse one day. The message said that the traitor Yan Qu had publicly requested to meet with Imperial Noble Consort Lan.
He even shamelessly said that as the Prince's tutor, he had to negotiate with the Imperial Noble Consort about the Prince's academic studies. When would the Prince's tutor and his 'birth mother' report on the academic studies and bring it to the court?
It's just that the old villain was stopped every time he wanted to see Lan'er. How deep his affection could be to do such an absurd thing in the court?
If the time was right, he would definitely cut off the rebel's head!
The man tightly grasped the dragon head on the chair, as if he wanted to crush it for Yan Qu.
At this time, a person walked into the house.
How could he be here? As far as he knew, Liu Qiyao should be the regent's man, or was it that Minister Liu had been the emperor's man from the beginning?
Su Yu was not sure, because the person in front of him was no longer the puppet emperor who was controlled by others everywhere.
"Lord Liu is here, Lord Su, please step aside first."
"Yes, I will withdraw first."
After the ceremony, the two passed each other. Su Yu's eyes were full of scrutiny, but the other party just smiled back.
The two of them had different thoughts. Su Yu withdrew his gaze and walked out directly. He still had to return to the capital to stabilize the political situation.
On the way back, Su Yu didn't know what he was looking for. Although he knew that the person waiting in the Lanchao Palace in the capital was not her, even so, it was impossible for the emperor to let her go in front of him at this time.
Perhaps the gods heard his inner desire. The moment Su Yu saw the woman he had been thinking about, he was in a trance for a hundred years, and his eyes stopped at her ankles.
Su Yu's pupils widened, and he stood there motionless, his brain seemingly losing its ability to control itself. The words he wanted to say seemed to be blocked by a heavy lead stone in his throat.
"Qiao Q..."
She was the maid who served him, no, it would be more accurate to say that she was monitoring Qiao Yu. She didn't know who the Prime Minister was calling, but the look in one's eyes could not lie.
Shock and uncontrollable anger filled Su Yu's mind, but even so, he still sorted out his emotions and noticed the vigilance of the palace maid beside her.
Qiao Yu was the first to greet, and bowed:
"Good morning, Lord Su."
She was clearly seven months pregnant yet she was so thin that she looked like she would fall down with a gust of wind. And then she saw the bruises on her neck!
How could that bastard be so beastly! Knowing that she was pregnant, how could he... How could he!
"How could the Emperor treat you like this...!"
Su Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and even with his fists clenched, he couldn't control the pain and anger in his heart.
"The fact that a royal scandal can survive is a blessing from the Emperor, so why not? Furthermore, I don't know where the Emperor found such a long chain, just so I can walk around."
There was no sadness in the woman's eyes. She had already put everything aside. Her soft, boneless hands gently stroked her bulging belly, and her sleeves lifted up to reveal a circle of horrifying bruises.
There were bruises not only on his hands, but also around his neck and ankles, probably from being in shackles for a long time.
Something exploded in Su Yu's mind. This child was not the emperor's. This explained why Qiao Yu had been holding a grudge against the emperor for five years, and why he was willing to reconcile with the emperor for no reason.
His eyes were terrifyingly red, and he couldn't help but grab Qiao Yu's wrist like a madman:
"Is he...?"
A trace of panic flashed in Qiao Yu's eyes, trying to avoid the burning love in Su Yu's eyes:
"Let me go! You've overstepped your bounds, Lord Su!"
The crisp sound of slapping was particularly harsh in the quiet surroundings, and the palace maid beside him widened her eyes in fear.
Does this master know that he is beating the Prime Minister, whom even the Regent has to retreat a few steps in respect?
Su Yu, who was beaten, was not as furious as expected. He just glanced coldly at the palace maid who witnessed the whole process.
He forgot that Qiao Qiao was surrounded by enemies at the moment and he shouldn't be so impulsive.
Su Yu smiled softly and calmed down instantly. He knew very well how smart and cunning the woman in front of him was. She would never let him suffer.
But looking at the scars on her body and her face which looked like that of a dying person, why did my heart feel so sympathetic? The woman dancing under the moonlight was so bright and beautiful.
Now he looks like a sick ghost, which is really an eyesore!
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