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

In the study room of the side hall, the atmosphere was extremely gloomy. Guard Zhang knelt on the ground and said, "What I said was all heard from the old people in the palace who served the late emperor. Every word is true!"

"I even tortured them. This cannot be false!" Guard Zhang knelt on the ground, his voice trembling with disbelief. His face was pale, and sweat dripped from his chin onto his clothes.

"Ridiculous." Ning Rusong's eyes were cold and he shouted, "Is it possible that there are really gods and ghosts in this world that are disrupting common sense?!"

What is the meaning of 'Yue'? The original name was 'Yue'. It has been twenty-seven years since the first year of Xingyuan, and He Yue is only twenty-seven years old now!

In March of the first year of Xingyuan, Noble Consort Yue entered the palace. At that time, Duan Qidai was just sixteen years old, and He Yue should not have been born yet according to common sense.

The thread of time is completely unconnected, which makes it seem weird and unbelievable.

Ning Rushong, who was sitting in front of the imperial desk, was a little confused. He raised his hand to rub his temple and was lost in thought.

When Guard Zhang found out, he was also horrified and incredulous. He originally just wanted to find out whether Emperor Jingmu still had any remaining power, but he never thought that it would involve such a weird and absurd thing!

Duan Qidai refused the marriage proposal with Imperial Noble Consort Yue for the sake of the unborn He Yue. After entering the palace, Imperial Noble Consort Yue was named "Yue", which was later changed to "Yue" by Emperor Jingmu!

Ning Rusong tried to bring everything back to the mundane world, "Did Duan Qidai ever have a woman with the same name as the queen?"

"Your Majesty, I have also sent people to the Duan family and found out that the portrait of the Empress when she was young was also painted by the previous head of the Duan family in the first year of Xingyuan." Guard Zhang said this tremblingly and wiped his sweat.

No, after finishing his shift today, he must go to the Taoist temple to burn some incense. His mother at home worships Buddha every day, and he still encounters such a thing. It is obvious that it is not effective!

Xiao Guanzi, who was standing aside, covered his mouth with his hands tremblingly. Could it be that Duan Qidai knew the name and appearance of the Queen before she was born!

"Investigate!" Ning Rusong put down his hand, and Jin Hua Yonghan's face showed a dark expression, "Make sure to investigate it thoroughly."

What kind of emotional entanglement exists between Duan Qidai and Yueyue? Could it be a fate from generation to generation?

With his hands on the imperial desk, his veins bulged with force enough to break his bones. Ning Rushong lowered his eyelashes, which were filled with a dark rebellious look.

Even if it were the case, so what? Yueyue was already his wife. How could a dead person buried in the earth crawl out?

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The night was deep, the stars were sparse and the moon was dim. The chirping of cicadas around Yongding Palace had completely disappeared, as they had been caught by the palace servants using long sticky sticks.

After dinner, He Yue lazily curled up in the armchair, flipping through the private treasury account books page by page. In her slender white hands, she held a brush and drew circles from time to time.

Ning Rushong asked the palace servants to turn up the lights a little brighter and then ordered them to leave.

"Yueyue, what do you need?" Ning Rushong asked gently, sitting on her other side.

He was indeed thin, like a silent green pine in the distant mountains, but his bones were sharper, making it difficult for people to peek at him.

"To provide Xiaobi with support when she leaves the palace." He Yue did not hide it. She put down her pen and looked up at him.

It has to be enough, but it can't be too presumptuous. Hui Qing could have done this, but He Yue thought about it and decided to do it herself. After all, she didn't have the energy to do anything for the time being.

"After all, he served Yueyue, so he should be treated with some dignity." Ning Rushong responded, twirling the white jade ring in his hand, not surprised at all.

If Xiaobi was not a maid of the Duan family, Yueyue would never have tolerated her stupid behavior and the talisman.

Thinking of the talisman, he suddenly recalled the time when Yueyue prayed for marriage in the He family's private temple. He was not with Yueyue at that time because he had something to do, but he knew the result of the prayer.

Deep love but shallow fate, what a deep love but shallow fate, what a Duan Qidai, Ning Rushong felt sad inside, his hands dropped naturally, he pinched his finger bones secretly, trying to calm his mood.

At that time, even if Ning Rushong knew the interpretation of the divination, she did not take it to heart. Her so-called late husband had already passed away, so what waves could it cause? But now Ning Rushong was jealous to death!

"Yueyue, I remember your birthday is in July." Ning Rusong said slowly, with a calm expression, "You can grant her grace and let her leave the palace at that time."

He Yue tapped the book with her pen, agreeing with him, "That's a good reason. My birthday is indeed in July, so I'll keep Xiaobi for another two months."

Ning Rushong slowly squatted in front of He Yue, putting his hand on her abdomen. It had been six months, and the curve was slightly pressing against his hand. Suddenly it moved, and he abruptly withdrew his hand and looked at He Yue in surprise.

The originally narrow and sharp phoenix eyes suddenly became round. Perhaps only this time did He Yue feel that Ning Rushong was indeed two years younger than her.

"The child would have moved a long time ago." He Yue gently grasped his hand and put it back on her abdomen. "Chi Jue, can't you sense it normally?"

She spoke softly and slowly, her voice was like spring water melting the ice, her eyes were calm and gentle, as if this child had swept away the haze of the past and brought back the light.

"I can sense it." Ning Rusong's words were bitter, and his fingers moved slightly, caressing gently, "It's just that there is a big difference."

Pain and this strange feeling are completely different. Pregnancy is really hard. Ning Rushong had never thought about how difficult it would be for a woman to be pregnant. She never thought that she would be willing to endure it now.

"This is our child." He Yue stared at him, "In three months, he will be born into this world, bearing your surname and the blood of both of us."

"You promised me that you would treat the child well, whether it's a boy or a girl."

Ning Rushong felt his fingers were burning. All the anxiety and resentment he had felt today were imprisoned back to the depths by He Yue's words, and his fragile nerves were calmed down again.

The thing in my left chest was beating gently, no longer full of resentment, no longer being eaten away by hostility.

He has always known that he is definitely not a normal person when it comes to He Yue's affairs, and the feeling of worrying about gains and losses will never bring him peace.

But this child whom he did not expect made He Yue talk to him about "we" and "the future".

He suddenly felt fortunate that this child existed.

Ning Rushong told himself that he didn't need to think about Duan Qidai anymore and should wait until Guard Zhang had thoroughly investigated everything before making a decision.

He Yue felt her emotions finally calming down, and couldn't help but wonder what on earth had happened to Ning Rushong today?

His mood today had been gloomy, causing her to feel dizzy as well.

The gap between the gentle appearance and the hideous and corrupt interior made He Yue dazed.

Besides, her birthday has always been in July. Didn't he know that? Why did he have to test her again?

Something is wrong. Everything is wrong.