Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

He sat there alone for a long time, until dawn was about to begin, and then he quietly left.

The next day, when everyone saw the emperor personally declaring the funeral, they were not surprised.

Snowflakes fell, and the sky and the earth were covered in white.

The emperor was wearing a red dragon robe. His face was numb and indifferent, his eyes were cold, and it was impossible to tell his emotions.

The white flags fluttered in the cold wind, making a rustling sound. The emperor walked silently at the front of the team, holding the concubine's coffin tightly in his hands.

Everyone followed the emperor, crying bitterly. Their cries echoed in the snow, making people feel extremely desolate.

The entire palace was immersed in grief. No one spoke, only the sound of snowflakes falling and the crying of the crowd.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, as if it was going to bury the entire world in white. Jin Zhao's figure looked increasingly lonely and desolate in the snow.

Xie Yun, who was hiding in the crowd, was dazed when he saw the man with half-white hair and his decadent appearance, and then he sneered in his heart.

He remembered clearly that Jin Zhao had told him confidently that Aqin did not like him and that she was involved with him only to spite Jin Zhao. In fact, they were very much in love and had a deep relationship, and it was impossible for Aqin to like anyone else.

And now?

Your mutual understanding and deep feelings led to Aqin and her son ending up like this!

Xie Yunshuang's eyes flashed coldly, and his gaze quickly swept over the crying members of the Luo family.

They should cry. They thought that by giving Aqin to Jin Zhao they would be able to get into a high-class family. But now everything is gone. Their dreams are shattered. How can they not cry?

Looking at the women in the harem, none of them are sad. Most of them don’t care, and some even gloat over other’s misfortune.

Xie Jun's gaze fell on the upturned corners of Yang Yiyi's eyes. His eyes became stern, his hands quietly clenched into fists, and the depths of his eyes froze into ice.

……

Another spring came, and a new batch of sons of the aristocratic families entered officialdom.

In the court, the emperor on the throne silently looked at the young man sitting below. The man looked up, and the two looked at each other for a moment. Jin Zhao was stunned.

Xie Boan, you are finally here...

After the court was dismissed, Jin Zhao asked Xie Yun to stay. Taifu Xie frowned, thinking about the past grudges between Dalang and the emperor, and looked at his son with a little worry.

Xie Yun signaled to his father not to worry, and then went to the imperial study with the palace maid. He knew why Jin Zhao kept him.

In the imperial study room.

Jin Zhao stared at the heroic man in front of him, and his thoughts seemed to go back to the past...

In order to compete for Luo Qin, he had sent people to sow discord between him and Xie Boan, making him mistakenly believe that Luo Qin was just teasing him, or using him to get angry with Jin Zhao, which led to frequent misunderstandings between him and Luo Qin.

If he hadn't interfered and threatened the Luo family, perhaps Ping'er would have married Xie Bo'an in the end...

"Your Majesty," Xie Yun interrupted Jin Zhao's thoughts, "I wonder if Your Majesty has anything to say to me?"

Jin Zhao came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the man's cold face, and suddenly asked him: "Xie Boan, do you want to avenge her?"

Xie Yun was silent, looking at the king on the throne without saying a word.

Jin Zhao laughed at himself, "You haven't married yet, so you haven't let her go yet, right?"

Xie Yun smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood. I have not married yet. I just haven't found the right one yet..."

Jin Zhao didn't believe it, "You don't have to lie to me. We have been fighting for so long, and I still don't know you?"

Jin Zhao was so sure that Xie Yun didn't bother to hide it, so he asked directly: "Your Majesty, do you finally understand that you can't do anything to Cui Yang?"

"Xie Yun, you!"

Xie Yun's words touched Jin Zhao's sore spot, and no matter how good-tempered Jin Zhao was, he became annoyed.

Xie Yun, however, still looked cold.