I swept the harem by pretending to be weak

Hearing the emperor say this, Liu Zhilan calmed down instead. She smiled elegantly and said, "Your Majesty is really confused. Can't you even tell the difference? Of course she is my sister."

Liu Zhilan was very clear that no matter whether she felt that the other person was her sister or not, she had to behave like her real sister. Otherwise, neither she, Liu Zhirou in the palace, nor the Liu family outside the palace would have a good ending.

Liu Zhilan was not a stupid person, and was quite decisive in some aspects. Once she decided on a direction, she would immediately run in that direction without looking back. It was just like when she was deceived before and left the Liu family, thinking that she had met someone who could support her for the rest of her life.

She made her choice and there was no looking back.

Everyone except Aman looked at each other with strange eyes.

Concubine De showed a pleased smile. In her eyes, the emperor had reached the end of his rope and even had to tell lies in order to have a glimmer of hope.

The emperor sighed, "No matter what you think, I still say this, you'd better think about your future fate, some things don't treat people as human beings.

As soon as he finished speaking, Concubine De couldn't help but take over the conversation: "Aren't you the one who treats people the least as human beings?"

Defei has now gotten rid of the troubles of these years and has become excited.

Ai Ziyi had never seen Concubine De with such an expression. In her memory, Concubine De had always been an indifferent and calm concubine, like the wood carvings and clay sculptures in the temple. Only at this moment did she show some liveliness like a living person, which made people look at her sideways.

"Whatever you say, that's what you do." The emperor seemed to have given up arguing with him. He just closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair quietly, as if waiting for death to come.

"You have always been a wicked man who deserves to die," A'man said, "I do not intend to let you go, even though you are no longer the emperor but are trapped in the body of a concubine. But now please take back the curse on this child."

"Oh, are you going to do this?" The emperor opened his eyes and asked A'man with interest, "I really didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted. Don't you know that this child is also one of my hosts?"

"I know, but I will never give you a chance to recover," Aman replied calmly, "I won't kill innocent children like you did. You can be a beast, but I won't."

When the queen heard this, a gleam of light flashed in her dull eyes, and her originally haggard face became radiant.

She hugged her child tightly and stared at the emperor in front of her, just like a person who is about to die of thirst staring at a clear spring, or a person who is about to die of starvation staring at a piece of food. She wished she could pounce on him immediately and get what she wanted.

But she did not do so in the end. It was not because she still had any feelings for her nominal husband, nor was it because she was afraid of the emperor's status and position, because she knew that her status and position might be very high in the clan, but it meant nothing here.

The one who is truly qualified to talk to the emperor is not her, nor Concubine De, but the mysterious Aman.

Now that Aman has made his request, will the emperor agree? He will definitely agree. After all, this child is his only flesh and blood left in the world. If he doesn't protect this child, who else can he protect?