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

At dawn, the red sun shines on this majestic palace.

A carriage was parked outside the west palace gate. Xiaobi held Huiqing's hand tightly and said in a sobbing voice, "Huiqing, I'm leaving. You have to take good care of the Queen."

Hui Qing also held her tightly back and whispered to comfort her, "Don't blame the Queen. The Queen is thinking about your future. She can protect you once or twice, but she can't protect you every time. You should live a good life outside."

"Even if you meet a suitable husband, you must keep your eyes open before marrying. What if you meet a heartless man who covets your money?" Hui Qing wanted to tell her everything in detail, fearing that she would make a mistake in the future. "All the officials over there have been notified. If you encounter any problems, go and complain. Don't provoke others for no reason, and don't be afraid of anyone. Even if you leave the palace, the Queen is still standing behind you!"

Xiao Bi lowered her head and wiped her tears. Her face was red from crying. She nodded vigorously, "It's my fault that I got you into trouble."

"Hui Qing..." Xiao Bi suddenly reached out and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "The Queen must always have her own people around her. You are much smarter than me. Don't be like me and let His Majesty plot to leave. His Majesty did it on purpose. His Majesty can't tolerate the Duan family around the Queen."

Perhaps because she was about to leave the palace, Xiaobi jumped out of the confined framework, and suddenly her mind and eyes became clear, and she saw everything clearly.

The queen never gained freedom, but she paved a road to health and happiness for her.

Xiaobi finally understood at this moment that the emperor's life and death love would bind the queen's life. She must not struggle, otherwise she would suffocate and drown.

The false love between Your Majesty and Your Majesty is an exploding bloody sword. As long as you don't shatter it, you won't hurt yourself.

My queen, I wish you will never have a Qingming Festival!

Hui Qing stood in a daze at the palace gate, watching the carriage leave. The morning breeze blew across her face, and she felt a little lonely.

Xiaobi, since His Majesty has plotted to force you to leave the palace, you should understand that it is easy for His Majesty to control people like us as long as he wants. Even if His Majesty's orders are mixed with blood, we have to obey them obediently!

She sneered at herself, thinking about the words Xiaobi left her, and kept asking herself in her heart, is she still considered to be one of the Queen's own people?

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At noon, Ning Rushong was drinking medicine to increase the efficacy of the medicine in He Yue's west pavilion. He Yue's health was not good to begin with, and the pregnancy made the situation even worse, and all the pain was now manifested in Ning Rushong.

Putting down the medicine bowl, Ning Rushong sat on the stool, his posture was slow and elegant. He had lost some weight, and his green suit with crane pattern made his features look more scholarly.

He Yue was lying on the couch, and when she was half asleep and half awake, she saw Ning Rushong like this. She stared at him in a daze for a long while.

He had the strict and elegant facial features, but He Yue's mind at this moment was only focused on his eyebrows.

The bend in the brow bone is extremely smooth, and the tail of the brow is slightly sharp. Perhaps because of the angle, He Yue even feels that his eyes under his thick eyelashes are as bright as the spring sun.

"Chi Jue." He Yue murmured to him, her tone still carrying the vague feeling of just waking up.

When Ning Rusong heard He Yue's voice, he responded, "Yueyue, you only slept for half an hour. It's still early. Go to sleep a little longer."

Coming to the couch, Ning Rushong bent down and closed the thin quilt tighter with his hands. There was ice at the door of the pavilion, and the window had not been opened today. He was afraid that He Yue would catch a cold.

Her curled eyelashes were suddenly touched, and Ning Rushong followed He Yue's slender fingers and looked into her eyes in surprise.

Ning Rushong's heart was suddenly stabbed. Is that love in He Yue's eyes?

If so, why is there such sorrow? It is a mess of emotions that cannot be dispersed or contained, like a turbulent deep pool, with the surface covered with dust from the bottom.

"Chijue, you have beautiful eyebrows and eyes. It would be better if you were a little gentler on weekdays." He Yue's hand moved up and stroked the center of his eyebrows. Her fingers followed the shape of his eyebrows and stopped at the last part of the eyebrows. Her voice was empty, "It would be just right if it was a little softer."

He Yue had once said something similar to him, and stroked his brow with a heart-wrenching sadness. From then on, He Yue asked him to call her "Yueyue".

That time, he thought that it was because of Empress Dowager He's cruel behavior that He Yue lost her sense of security and that's why she was so tender and sad towards him. What about this time? What was the reason?

“Yueyue!” Ning Rusong raised his voice, frowned, and held her wrist that was touching the end of his eyebrow in his hand, his voice muffled, “Yueyue, if it’s really as you said, I will no longer be myself, no longer Ning Rusong!”

His words were heavy, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and grievance that was rarely seen. He Yue completely sobered up and replied to him with a smile, "If you are not you, who else could you be?"

Ning Rushong might have inherited the characteristic of being overly thoughtful during pregnancy, so why did she start to have such wild thoughts?

"But Chi Jue has been reading storybooks recently? He has become suspicious." He Yue smiled slightly, and the sadness in her previous half-awake state was swept away in an instant, and there was a hint of mockery between Shuya's eyebrows.

He Yue thought about what happened recently and added, "Maybe Yongshan's matter has provoked you. Then you don't have to worry. I'm in Yongding Palace, and I'm surrounded by either palace maids or eunuchs. I can't find a lover even if I want to."

She had just woken up in the middle of her lunch break and had only slept for half an hour, so she felt a little sleepy now.

He Yue covered her mouth with her other hand that was not being held, yawned, tears welled up in her eyes, and coaxed him, "Okay, Chijue, I'm still sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

After saying this, without caring about the right wrist that was held in Ning Rushong's hand, he closed his eyes, with a calm and peaceful expression on his face.

Ning Rushong stared at her for a long time in a bent posture, with a curious look in his sharp eyes. He could not see any problem at all from He Yue's every move after she came back to her senses.

Could it be that he really had seen it wrong? Perhaps He Yue simply liked his features and just wanted him to be gentler?

How to explain that sadness? Is she blaming him for hurting her two years ago?

Ning Rushong's suspicion and desire for control were too strong, and his intuition was terribly strong. He felt that something was completely wrong, just as strange as the jade bracelet at the beginning!

The sound of shallow breathing was heard, He Yue fell asleep. Ning Rushong put down her wrist, gently tucked it into the quilt, and slowly straightened up.

He walked almost silently to the other side of the screen in the pavilion. Because He Yue stayed in this western pavilion every day, there was a makeup cabinet here and a bronze mirror on the table.

Ning Rushong's gaze fell on it. At this moment, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and sharp, which had nothing to do with gentleness and warmth.

He tried to appear gentle, but perhaps his current mood was not right. He, who had always been an excellent actor, could only see the gloomy hypocrisy in the bronze mirror.