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

Duan's home on Xihe Road.

Piece of paper after piece was placed in the charcoal basin and burned. Duan Chuanhe's young face looked somewhat solemn under the light of the fire. Not far away, the eldest elder of the Duan family was kneeling.

He lowered his head and watched the words on the paper being swallowed one by one, 'My wife He Yue', 'Personally written by my wife'.

It is truly a stubborn love story of a moth flying into a flame. It is a withered past, but unfortunately, once burned by the fire, it can never be rekindled.

"Master." The elder of the Duan family was respectful and humble. "Everything that needs to be dealt with has been dealt with. Nothing will be left out!"

Duan Chuanhe didn't even raise his head, his gaunt face showing an irritable expression, "You shouldn't have given that painting to His Majesty in the first place."

"As I get older, I do stupid things one after another." Duan Chuanhe bent down and stretched his fingers towards the fire. He needed to be more sober. The stinging pain burned the skin on his fingertips, and he slowly curled up his fingers.

In recent months, more and more secret agents have come from the palace. I'm afraid they are investigating the past of the queen and the former head of the family.

The chill ran up his spine and into his heart. Even at his old age, the eldest elder of the Duan family could not bear it. He lowered his head and dared not speak a word.

That... that's because the current emperor is too terrifying, and he just wanted to find fault with him, so he went up to please him.

"Some things and some people should become an unsolved case and never disrupt the world again." Duan Chuanhe said.

"Yes, yes!" The Great Elder responded hesitantly, feeling somewhat relieved in his heart that the original decision was correct. The Patriarch was now showing more and more of the demeanor of the former Patriarch, and there were still people who could support the Duan Family.

"Elder, please go back. I will take care of the rest." Duan Chuanhe said in a calm voice.

The eldest elder of the Duan family picked up the crutches beside him and slowly stood up. He bowed and then stepped back.

The door was closed, and Duan Chuanhe took out the last piece of paper, on which was written Duan Qidai's instructions to the next head of the family. He threw it into the brazier and watched it turn into ashes.

"You wrote so many letters to the Queen, but she probably only got that one. Why bother?"

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He Yue couldn't sleep at night, probably because she slept too much at noon.

Ning Rushong couldn't sleep either. He was drinking medicine and then covered his mouth with a handkerchief, but he still felt uncomfortable. There were only more than three months left, so he just had to get through it.

He Yue lifted the quilt, pressed her brows twice, put on a coat, walked slowly to the window, opened it, and the fragrance of grass and trees after the rain wafted in her face. She leaned against the window, her eyes were silent, and the night was filled with silence.

She rested one hand on the window sill and held her coat with the other. The curve of her abdomen was already very obvious. There was no emotion on her face and her whole body exuded a cool glow.

"Yueyue, but I disturbed you." Ning Rushong put down the handkerchief and drank another cup of tea to get rid of the bitter taste of the medicine.

In fact, He Yue also prepared some sour preserved fruits for him, but he never ate them no matter how uncomfortable he felt. He was such a noble and aloof person that drinking medicine without telling others was already the extreme.

"I slept too much in the afternoon, and I'm not sleepy at all now." He Yue glanced at him sideways, "It's a bit stuffy in the bedroom, so I opened the window to get some fresh air."

Ning Rushong put down the teacup, walked to her side, held her hand, felt the warmth of her palm, and was relieved when he found that she didn't feel cold. It was still a little chilly in the early summer night.

He suddenly mentioned Yongshan, "Next spring will be Yongshan's wedding."

"The Ministry of Rites is watching over the wedding regulations, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is stepping up the preparation of Princess Yongshan's dowry. There will be no mistakes." He Yue wondered why he mentioned Yongshan. He never took such things to heart. In his heart, Yongshan was just a concubine sister.

Ning Rusong then shook his head and whispered, "I owe you a big wedding."

The wedding should have taken place in the winter two years ago.

He stretched out his hands and held He Yue in his arms, lowering his head so that their faces were close to each other, "Yueyue, after the baby is born, let's have a grand wedding."

"Accept the marriage, set a date, and welcome the bride. No step can be missed." Ning Rushong's voice was filled with anticipation, as if as long as He Yue nodded, he would issue an order to the Ministry of Rites right away.

But the officials of the Ministry of Rites are going to be thrown off their feet, Your Majesty! The preparations for the wedding of the empress and the empress must have taken at least a year, and your words are really going to cost them their lives!

A grand wedding? He Yue refused, "The grand wedding of the empress is too tiring, Chi Jue, I don't want to."

Sometimes she was too lazy to even move, too tired to deal with the procedures.

The procedures for the princess' wedding were extremely complicated. Huiqing, who was just assisting, was busy all day long. There was no other way. Princess Yongshan had lost her biological mother, and Empress Dowager He did not like illegitimate sons and daughters, so the empress had to pay more attention to it.

He Yue's thoughts were so distracted that she didn't know where to go. She thought that she couldn't treat Hui Qing badly, so she wanted to give Hui Qing some gold and silver jewelry. Whatever Xiaobi had, Hui Qing should also have.

Facing the dark tide of depression, He Yue came back to her senses and simply turned her head to look at him. Because of their intimate posture, she kissed him and said, "If you really want to do it, after the baby is born, accompany me back to Lijia Village."

"Just hold it there. I've paid them four years of wedding money, and I have to ask them to pay it back." He Yue glanced at him, "Then they will wonder how Mr. He became Mr. Ning."

She always felt that she had forgotten something, so it would be a good idea to go back to Lijia Village to look for it.

The most comfortable days after traveling through time to this dynasty were the first four years. After the panic, things gradually settled down.

Nowadays? It should be pretty good now, right? She is the richest parasite in the world, with a high position and power, respected by everyone, and has a husband who may be crazy at any time, but at least he is handsome, warm and considerate on the surface.

There was silence and tranquility in He Yue's lowered eyes. The breeze from the window brushed across her beautiful face, lifting the strands of hair on her forehead.

Huh, she was a little confused as to why Ning Rushong was still so depressed, which made her feel suffocated as well.