After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning sighed softly. She was used to playing insignificant supporting roles in stories. So when did she take on the heavy responsibility of being such a complex heroine?

The double pressure of having to plan for her own destiny and push the plot forward made her feel unprecedentedly tired.

Going directly to Xiao Yi to explain Shangguan Yi's misunderstanding might only make him think that there was some unspeakable secret between them, which would be counterproductive. In this case, she had to find another way -

"Your Highness! You haven't eaten a grain of rice all day since you came back from the Emperor's chambers. Even a sip of soup would be good!"

Lu Zhong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, running around with a bowl of carefully stewed bird's nest chicken soup in his hands.

Shen Bingning gently closed her eyes, looking sickly and weak, leaning weakly on the couch, occasionally uttering a few tiny sobs, appearing particularly pitiful.

Her distressed expression made Lu Zhong even more anxious and he immediately asked the reason:

"Your Highness, what happened? Ever since the chaos at the competition arena and the Emperor took you to his bedroom, you have been acting strangely. The twists and turns are hard to guess."

Shen Bingning saw the right moment, gently picked up the handkerchief and pressed it to her lips, her eyes full of regret:

"The Emperor misunderstood the relationship between me and General Shangguan. Although I have tried my best to explain it clearly, I still feel extremely guilty towards the Emperor and General Shangguan. This apology is almost unbearable for me..."

When Lu Zhong heard this, his eyes widened in surprise.

The Emperor didn't severely punish the Empress as soon as the misunderstanding occurred?

You know, before, a minister was thrown into jail by the emperor simply because of his careless words. In comparison, although this time it was a misunderstanding, it involved the dignity of the royal family and the seriousness of the matter was self-evident. However, the emperor only brought the empress into the bedroom. The intention behind this is really puzzling.

In this case, it seems that the emperor, who usually doesn't even want to touch the sword, suddenly proposed to compete with General Shangguan. It is very likely that he was taking the opportunity to suppress General Shangguan.

If the Empress had not clarified it in time, General Shangguan would probably be in great danger by now.

Shen Bingning covered half of her face and watched the subtle changes in Lu Zhong's expression from the corner of her eyes. She judged that she had roughly understood the situation, so she let Lu Zhong leave:

"I'm fine, Luzhong, you can go down and do your thing first."

"The slaves obey."

Lu Zhong was worried that he could not find a suitable time to report to the emperor. When he heard Shen Bingning's order, he quickly found an excuse, bowed respectfully and left the room.

The breeze blows gently, and the gauze curtains sway in the wind, bringing cool breezes.

Xiao Yi sat at the table, flipping through a book absentmindedly. If not for the occasional page-turning movement of his fingers, he would almost blend into the tranquility around him, forming a quiet and beautiful picture.

"What's the matter?"

He heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, but he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"May your Majesty be blessed with peace and prosperity."

A respectful greeting came from outside the door.

Lu Zhong hurried forward, his steps light and cautious, his knees slightly bent, and he performed a standard court ceremony, then reported in a soft voice:

"Your Majesty, since the Majesty returned to the palace, she has been in a low mood and has also reduced her appetite. I am very worried that the Majesty is not feeling well."

Xiao Yi slowly raised his gaze from the densely packed pages of the book. His eyes, which were usually calm, now had a bit of solemnity, and his tone revealed an imperceptible concern:

"Why is that so?"

Lu Zhong bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was considering her words, before she spoke slowly:

"I dared to ask, and I learned that the queen is still worried about the emperor's misunderstanding of her and General Shangguan today. She feels ashamed of the emperor's grace and is worried that General Shangguan will be implicated because of it."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips into a line and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Although Shen Bingning had clarified her relationship with Shangguan Yi, the mention of Shangguan Yi's name again still stirred up a subtle ripple in his heart.

After a moment's hesitation, he realized that there were indeed some flaws in the way he handled today's matter, so he waved his hand gently and called Eunuch Li over, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty:

"Pass on my order to immediately send 300 elite soldiers to General Shangguan Yi to help him control the flood."

"twitter!"

When Eunuch Li heard the good news, a bright smile instantly broke out on his face.

Floods were raging and there was a shortage of manpower. The emperor's move undoubtedly brought a glimmer of hope to the people in the disaster area.

He trotted away in a hurry, eager to tell everyone the great news immediately.

Lu Zhong looked at the receding back of Eunuch Li and secretly sighed in his heart: No matter when, the emperor always puts the queen first in his heart.

If the queen knew about this, she would be overjoyed.

After everything was arranged, Xiao Yi picked up the book again, but his eyes seemed a little wandering, and asked lightly:

"Anything else important to report?"

"No more, Your Majesty."

Lu Zhong answered respectfully.

"Then step back."

Xiao Yi just finished speaking, but seemed to remember something, and added hesitantly:

"Tell the imperial kitchen to prepare some appetizers and send them to the queen."

"As ordered!"

Lu Zhong was delighted and ran towards the imperial kitchen at a quick pace.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes, trying to immerse himself in the world of the book again, but the words seemed to become blurry and elusive, jumping line by line, testing his patience.

His fingertips unconsciously slid across the pages, finally stopping on the word "策". He raised his chin involuntarily and looked around with the majesty unique to an emperor.

Having experienced countless political intrigues and schemes, how could he not see the deeper meaning behind Shen Bingning's words, which seemed to blame herself but were actually defending Shangguan Yi, through Lu Zhong's mouth.

He chose to remain silent and wait and see what she was planning.

---

Xiao Yi was accidentally injured in a martial arts competition and someone was assigned to take care of him. Although Shen Bingning wanted to serve him on his behalf, he politely refused. In desperation, she could only count the days in her own palace and kill time.

"My lady, this is the newly arrived rice paper."

As Lu Zhong spoke, he gently placed a thick stack of rice paper on the table.

"Put it in the warehouse."

Shen Bingning waved her hand nonchalantly, obviously not interested in this.

However, Lu Zhong did not do so, but insisted:

"My lady, the Emperor said that you have been a little free these days, so he ordered me to accompany you to paint to relieve your boredom."

"Painting?"

The mung bean cake in Shen Bingning's hand accidentally fell to the ground out of surprise. Xiao Yi knew that she had no interest in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so why did he send Lu Zhong to urge her to paint?

She secretly speculated in her heart that perhaps because she was injured, he didn't want to see her live too easily, so he deliberately sent someone to "take care" of her so that she could not have peace.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your concern."

Shen Bingning forced a smile, spread out the rice paper, and said with a forced smile:

"In that case, please help me grind the ink."

Lu Zhong agreed, smoke rose from the incense burner in the room, and Shen Bingning held the paintbrush.