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

Fortunately, it was the Crown Princess rather than the Emperor who interrogated Concubine Liu. Concubine Liu was able to barely cope with it until He Yue woke up. She was a smart person and knew what to say and what not to say.

If she breaks the ban, she will die, and she will never admit it.

"In the blink of an eye, Tuan'er has grown up." He Yue smiled and said this abruptly.

The Crown Princess sat on the bed, bent over, and rested her head in He Yue's arms, her posture somewhat coquettish, "Why does mother say such things? I have grown up, and mother is still young."

He Yue said nothing, just stroked her hair. Although she was the crown princess, she was also a coquettish girl, with orchid-patterned glass hairpins in her hair.

No one dared to underestimate the Crown Princess because of this. She had been raised by His Majesty since she was a child, and her methods were almost the same. The court officials gradually let go of their grudges, but recently they were eager to petition the emperor to ask the Crown Princess to take in some husbands and servants, so that they could serve her first.

Now they don't want the Crown Princess to take care of the husband and children like an ordinary woman. They just want her not to be like her father, who was unable to rise up because of one man, and to treat everyone equally!

"Have those ministers reported to you and asked you to take a husband as your servant?" He Yue asked softly.

The Crown Princess sneered and her words became cold, "I'm only thirteen years old, and they are so impatient."

"Didn't you call me Nafushi?" The Crown Princess raised her eyebrows and smiled maliciously, looking up at her mother, "Okay, then I'll choose one from the outstanding young men in the courtiers' families."

"It is their honor to serve me." The Crown Princess didn't care about the men's ruined future.

Why can women only fight for their future in the palace? Now she is the crown princess, and in the future she will be the empress, and it is their turn to move from the court to the harem.

It must be a very interesting scene for men to compete for favor and flatter the emperor, the Crown Princess thought with great interest.

He Yue paused for a moment and looked at Tuan'er without blinking.

They really look alike, just like her father.

Ning Rushong is not a good man, but he is a successful emperor, and Tuan'er will be like him in the future.

They all have one thing in common: they love the country and power broadly, but cannot learn how to love a specific and practical person.

"Tuan'er, if you fall in love with someone, remember to respect him first and move forward step by step with him as an equal."

The Crown Princess was born without the concept of equality. She didn't want to lie to her mother. "I probably won't fall in love with any man. If I do, I will definitely keep him in my East Palace. I will be his wife and master. I am the master and he serves me. We can't be equal."

Seeing that He Yue was not in a good mood, the Crown Princess quickly acted cute and said, "I just feel that no one in the world loves me as much as my father loves my mother, so I simply don't think about these love affairs."

He Yue's thoughts were suddenly brought back to sixteen years ago.

"He Yue! Your ex-husband has long since turned into ashes. You are now my Crown Princess, and I am your husband. You must remember this at all times!"

"You and your father are so alike." He Yue expressed her emotion out loud.

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The solitary moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow. Ning Rushong returned to his bedroom very late.

He gently lifted the curtain. He Yue had her back to him. He took off his brocade boots and outer robe, and slept on the outside of the bed. She hugged him from behind.

Ning Rusong's movements were much stiffer than before, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were no longer sharp, and his voice was bitter, "Yueyue, do you hate me?"

Do you always hate me? Do you have a little bit of love in it?

"Hate it." He Yue still didn't turn around to face him.

"Will you always hate me?" Ning Rusong asked again, "Is there no room for maneuver?"

The strings in his brain broke, and sharp thorns pierced his throat, making his words broken and fragmented. "You were sick at that time, and I was panicked. Bai Huixian presented you with the Mandarin Duck Gu."

"I couldn't resist the temptation, so I gave it to you." Ning Rusong hugged him tighter, "From now on, we will live and die together, and you will never suffer physical pain again."

"The mandarin duck Gu is like a dish of candied dates containing a deadly poison. I only cared about the present and used it without thinking." Ning Rushong's voice was so panicked that he almost choked with sobs, and his breath lingered in He Yue's ears, "I'm not that despicable. I didn't know you would forget Duan Qidai?"

"Yes, when I first found out, I did feel a subtle sense of relief." Ning Rusong completely exposed his heart, begging for He Yue's mercy. "The Gu Master told me that you would never remember him again, but I still issued a secret order, not allowing anyone else to mention Duan Zi in front of you."

He didn't say anything else, and the bedroom suddenly became quiet. An irreversible heavy atmosphere filled the space between the two of them.

Ning Rushong thought, these past ten years seemed like they were stolen, and were as beautiful as an illusion. Is it time to repay the principal and interest?

What can he use to pay back? What can He Yue do to appease the situation?

After listening to his words one after another, He Yue finally spoke up, "That Gu Master is really a half-baked one. It would be great if he could keep it a secret forever."

"It would be great if you could keep it a secret from me my whole life." He Yue was swept up by unspeakable absurdity and misery.

"Ning Rusong, when I wake up, I really want to die with you." He Yue asked a question he already knew the answer to, "Will you let me go? Leave the palace, leave you, and never come to look for me again."

After all her tears had run out, He Yue seemed to have withered as if she had lost water.

She wanted to curl up, but she ended up getting closer to him, caught in a dilemma.

Ning Rushong knew that Tuan'er could no longer keep her.

"I can't do it." Ning Rusong's eyes were red, "I can't do it. This is harder than killing me."

His lips were tightly closed, with a fishy taste in his mouth, and the expression on his handsome face was out of control, showing a hint of madness.

Ning Rushong pressed his head hard against He Yue's neck, and He Yue felt the wetness.