As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

At first, the temple gave He Yue two fortune-tellings about marriage. One fortune-telling said that she and Duan Qidai were destined to be together but not to be together. The other fortune-telling said that as long as one is sincere, good results will come. It means that she and Ning Rusong are destined to be together.

He Yue paid the price of being bedridden for many days and hiding in hiding for a year under a false name, but God always plays tricks on people, and all kinds of evidence came together by coincidence and were presented to Ning Rushong.

For Ning Rushong, this was naturally a godsend. He Yue should have been held in his palm for her entire life. She had luckily escaped for a year, but there would not be another chance. The hunter who was good at learning lessons would build the prison airtight, and no one would be able to help her anymore.

In this era, freedom and equality are like a huge joke like the Arabian Nights. How could Ning Rushong, who holds the power of life and death, understand them? His bad nature has been destined since the moment he was born. He is always overly harsh on others. The more he loves He Yue, the more he wants to trap her with greed.

Ning Rushong seemed to be born to be He Yue's nemesis. From the moment she met him, the thread of fate began to spontaneously converge. He Yue could not get rid of or struggle against Ning Rushong, her nemesis.

Duan Zan was forced to his knees in Yongding Palace. On the way there, he was completely sobered up by the huge panic. He saw the real servant fainted outside the room, and this "servant" was actually a guard named Zhang in disguise!

The second time he met the emperor, he was escorted to Yongding Palace in the middle of the night. Duan Zan was not very courageous to begin with, and he was about to faint under the emperor's majesty. "Your humble servant pays respect to His Majesty!"

"Ah!" Duan Zan's hair was pulled up by the guard Zhang behind him and he was forced to look up.

Xiao Guanzi's eyes kept wandering on Guard Zhang's face. Oh, why are there so many slap marks?

This was not a study, but a warm room in the inner hall, a place that outsiders were generally not allowed to set foot in. Ning Rushong did not sit in the most important seat, but sat on a low couch by the window, holding the scroll that Duan Zan had seen in his hands, and his fingers delicately and tenderly stroked the willow-leaf eyes of the person in the painting.

"She is your mother?" Ning Rushong's eyes were bright, but the emperor's majesty did not diminish in the slightest.

Duan Zan still has the memory of when he was drunk. How could he dare to lie at this moment, otherwise he would really be risking his life!

Even though his scalp was painfully pulled, Duan Zan still managed to force a respectful smile, "Your Majesty, yes!"

There is no doubt that His Majesty knows the mistress, and he has certainly not forgotten the warning from the Duan family, but there is nothing he can do now. He understands that the wine must have been replaced.

"If she is really your mother, you should be the prince." Ning Rushong's voice was light, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

What is your majesty saying! ! Prince! Duan Zan did not react. When people are greatly shocked, their thinking will often become subconsciously rigid.

"I...I am a member of the Duan family, and my mother is also a member of the Duan family." Duan Zan was obviously confused and said things without thinking.

"Ah!" Guard Zhang pulled harder and Duan Zan cried in pain.

The emperor in front of him said something that made Duan Zan unbelievable, "He Yue is my first wife."

The emperor had only one wife from beginning to end, and that was the late Empress Yuanmu!

The mistress is Empress Yuanmu, how is that possible!

"The mistress was engraved in the family tree in the 20th year of Xingyuan. That was five years ago. Could Your Majesty have made a mistake?" Duan Zan asked blankly with the last glimmer of hope, but the scroll and all the signs of the commotion indicated that the mistress was Empress Yuanmu.

No wonder, no wonder! The clan warned him again and again, and everything about the mistress was covered up tightly!

Ning Rusong sneered, his brows tinged with sinisterness, "Duan Qidai is already dead, his past doesn't count. It doesn't matter if he is engraved in the Duan family tree, Yueyue's name is also engraved in the royal jade book, Duan Zan, tell me, which of the two counts more?"

The scene of He Yue crying for her late husband suddenly appeared in his mind again.

Every time she was like a rope that was torn apart and then reconnected. Once she was mentioned, she would be torn again, over and over again.

"I will never see my late husband again."

"But I can't forget my late husband!"

"I will stay with my late husband for the rest of my life!"

"My late husband was an honest and ordinary man."

"........."

"Your Highness, you always make people so scared."

"I am ill."

"Let me go."

"I hate you!"

"Ning Rushong! You always make me feel uneasy!"

Ning Rushong raised his head slightly, his eyes were bloodshot. He covered his neck with his hands, feeling phantom pain there. He thought it was not fair at all!

"Who counts?" he asked softly. The person he wanted to ask was not Duan Zan, but He Yue who was completely unaware of the situation in the Duan family.

In order to save his own life, Duan Zan didn't care about anything else and kept trying to please Ning Rusong, "Of course the royal edict is more important! Your Majesty is the mistress, no! Your Majesty is the only husband of the Queen!"

He changed his words in time and smiled flatteringly.

Obviously, according to emotion and reason, Duan Qidai is more legitimate, but power is the most unreasonable.

Duan Qidai had arranged everything before his death, even using the favors of Emperor Jingmu, and the backup plan he left behind was foolproof and a sure thing.

It would be fine if anyone else coveted He Yue, the Duan family could protect her, but it was Ning Rushong, the ruler of Dayun Dynasty. Where could He Yue escape to?

We can only blame He Yue for being too greedy, taking in a disaster for the sake of a few pieces of silver. He was too kind, bandaging a disaster in the cave.

The evil man turned against him and bared his fangs, shackled the good man who saved his life and toyed with him at will. What a show of ingratitude!

"The queen should stay in the palace, right?" Ning Rushong kicked Duan Zan who was kneeling on the ground. Guard Zhang had already let go of his hand that was pulling Duan Zan's hair.

Duan Zan spinelessly knelt closer to Ning Rushong so that he could kick more smoothly. He nodded anxiously, "Your Majesty is right! Your Majesty is right!"

Madam! What kind of love debt have you incurred?

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Far away at the Duan family, He Yue was once again awakened by a nightmare.

This was the second time this month that He Yue threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Her legs and feet felt a little weak. She poured herself a glass of cold water and drank it, and the roaring heartbeats stopped.

When she first came to the Duan family a year ago, she often had nightmares. She dreamed that Ning Rushong grabbed her and strangled her throat with his hands!

"Crash..."

It was raining continuously outside, and the air was stuffy all day. Only at this time did it feel cool, but for some reason, He Yue was sweating all over.

"Something's wrong."

He Yue muttered to herself, sitting on the bed, her eyes still filled with confusion and fear from waking up from the shock.

Huiqing heard the noise and came in. She walked to the window and tightened it to make sure no rain could seep in.

"Madam, you have a nightmare again." Hui Qing sighed distressedly as she looked at He Yue who was still in a trance, "You are just too worried. Although the eldest young master is staying in Yuncheng, he sends a secret letter every four days. Besides, everyone thinks that Empress Yuanmu is dead."