After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Zhong Yuanyuan was actually a little tired. If she and Xia Qi had died together on that winter day, then her life would have been worthy of the world, worthy of love, and worthy of her children.

But the moment she survived, Zhong Yuanyuan could not commit suicide for love.

In addition to love, Zhong Yuanyuan also has the mountains and rivers on her shoulders, as well as the responsibilities of a mother.

Even though every step she took over the years was filled with fortune and misfortune, every path before her was not absolutely correct.

Even though she had broken her promise to Xia Qi to stay together through life and death over the past decade, and had watched her children suffer day and night, she now wanted the people of the world to see that she had devoted herself to the new monarch for more than a decade since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But she, Zhong Yuanyuan, has no regrets.

"Brother Qi, I'm sorry, I can't let Xiao Mo, who you love the most, fight alone."

"I also cannot allow your son, whom you have never met, to come to see you in the underworld with his appearance that is not yet adulthood."

When she stood up from the futon, the tears in Zhong Yuanyuan's eyes had dried, and she turned around and walked straight into the bedroom.

He opened the wardrobe and took out the dragon robe that Xia Hong had dropped, which had been torn and never repaired.

The plain white needle and thread shuttled through the bright yellow, and the thin opening was sewn up with tight stitches.

The dragon robe, which used to be stitched only with gold thread, now has no holes. But how long can the cotton thread, which doesn't match the dragon robe, cover up the trouble?

In fact, there is no need to sugarcoat the truth for too long.

If by the time the battle line is broken, the world is still not in a clear state, Zhong Yuanyuan will tighten the battle line again and stitch it together again.

Placing the dragon robe on a wooden tray whose paint had long since peeled off, Zhong Yuanyuan stood in the house holding the tray, watching the sun rise from the east.

The wooden tray was placed on the square table again. Zhong Yuanyuan chose to hold the dragon robe in both hands, stepped on the gradually rising sun, and walked out of Xianyun Palace.

The raging waves that were blocked outside by the mud walls of Xianyun Palace instantly buried Xianyun Palace the moment Zhong Yuanyuan stepped out of the palace.

Zhong Yuanyuan knew she shouldn't look back, but she still looked back.

Xianyun Palace is still Xianyun Palace.

But that was no longer Zhong Yuanyuan’s home.

Walking through a rarely visited path, Zhong Yuanyuan, holding the dragon robe, arrived at the wide palace road.

Wherever he passed, the older palace maids would crawl on the ground and kneel. As he walked forward, all the palace maids and eunuchs chose to kneel on the ground at a distance.

It was not known whether they were kneeling to the dragon robe in Zhong Yuanyuan's hand, or to Zhong Yuanyuan who had died a moment ago after the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But no matter who was kneeling, Zhong Yuanyuan no longer cared.

Stepping up the jade steps of the Golden Palace one by one, the imperial guards on both sides only dared to kneel on one knee, but still no one dared to say a word of greeting.

Because no one knows what title this nobleman holding the dragon robe should be given?

I stood under the gate for a cup of tea, but the tightly closed palace gate did not open.

However, Zhong Yuanyuan understood that she did not take the step offered by Xia Hong yesterday, so today she needed to abandon all her pride and make a new path on the ground.

However, Zhong Yuanyuan had already chosen to step out of Xianyun Palace, so naturally she could not act as if she was being coerced and aggrieved.

Having made a choice and being loyal to it, Zhong Yuanyuan never regrets it.

"Your Majesty, Zhong Yuanyuan has already sewn the emperor's dragon robe and sent it to him."

The closed palace door was opened at this moment, and Xia Hong stood in the golden palace. The rising sun failed to break through the barrier and enter the house. At a glance, there was still a cool shadow behind him.

Zhong Yuanyuan stood alone behind the jade steps. The sun was shining brightly behind her, leaving no room for any stolen goods.

However, light and shade must overlap at this moment.

Xia Hong stepped out of the cool golden palace, took the dragon robe from Zhong Yuanyuan's hand, and handed it to Eunuch Lin: "Put it away well, I will wear this tomorrow."

"Well, I will take care of it properly." Eunuch Lin smiled, not caring about Zhong Yuanyuan's current mood. His eyes were full of joy after suffering.

Eunuch Lin, you just need to make Xia Hongzhi happy when he is happy and sad when he is sad.

Xia Hong tentatively reached out his hand towards Zhong Yuanyuan. Seeing that Zhong Yuanyuan did not resist, Xia Hong dared to put one hand around Zhong Yuanyuan's waist and the other hand on Zhong Yuanyuan's arm. He carefully protected Zhong Yuanyuan as he entered the golden palace specially reserved for Zhong Yuanyuan.

The teapot that he never had to hold in his hand now appeared in Xia Hong's hands.

The warm flower tea poured, and Xia Hong personally brought the food that had not been touched by meat to Zhong Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan."

Zhong Yuanyuan stopped eating and looked at Xia Hong. Her peaceful eyes did not show any resentment. "What does the emperor want to tell you?"

Xia Hong's fake smile turned into a real one: "I have asked Wang Heng and Xun Xiang to investigate Xiao Jiu's affairs. No matter who they find out, I will not tolerate it."

"When the truth comes out and the time is right, I will definitely make you the queen, and I will also make Xiaojiu the legitimate son of the empress."

The honor that Xia Qi once gave to Zhong Yuanyuan, Xia Hong would compensate Zhong Yuanyuan little by little after slowly testing the attitude of this court official.

Zhong Yuanyuan didn't worry about the arrangement of this matter: "Xun Zhan was injured while saving Xiao Jiu, let him go with you to take care of Xun Zhan."

The gentle words were full of statement, neither humble nor arrogant: "When Xun Zhan recovers, Xiao Jiu will not have to return to the palace. As for the son who is studying, you can directly hire a teacher in the mansion."

"Yuanyuan, please believe me. I will take good care of you and your mother."

Without responding to this question, Zhong Yuanyuan just looked at Xia Hong calmly.

Letting Xia Yu take advantage of the situation to leave the palace should have been the consensus between her and Xia Hong after she left Xianyun Palace.

After staring at each other for a long time, Zhong Yuanyuan's eyes remained calm, but he slowly lowered his head, picked up the teacup and started drinking tea.

If Xia Hong, who has confirmed the value of Xia Yu today, intends to hold Xia Yu in his hands to repeatedly manipulate Zhong Yuanyuan, the only outcome he will get is a complete destruction of both sides.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to investigate the case, Shen Jinmo has not attended the morning court for several days, and Xie Nanxing also does not have to go to the palace to attend classes every day because Xia Yu will no longer go to the palace school in the future.

The autumn in Luoan is fleeting, but by coincidence this year, the two of them were able to enjoy the fun of picking fruits, night walks and basking in the sun at Xie's mansion.

Lu Chi knelt on one knee in front of Shen Jinmo, who was digging a hole in the garden and demonstrating how to roast sweet potatoes to Xie Nanxing.

"Sir, Xia Ling has been getting more indulgent towards Li Yuan in recent days. The people who sent back messages from the Imperial Guards said that they think the two of them are in love with each other."

"My subordinates saw last night that the prince suddenly found the blueprints for making the dragon robe for King Xiaoyao."

Shen Jinmo carefully peeled the sweet potato skin and fed it to Xie Nanxing in small pieces: "What about the palace?"

"The Queen saw that the situation was not going well and had no time to investigate the truth, so she decided to let Xia Cheng bear all the blame."

Shen Jinmo nodded slightly, and Lu Chi left the garden.

The sweet potatoes are soft, sticky and sweet. After taking a bite of sweet potato and a sip of milk tea, Xie Nanxing also felt more soft and sticky.

"Is Xia Ling going to get rid of Li Yuan?"