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

Inside the Kunning Palace, an incense burner with a gilded phoenix holding a ring slowly emitted soothing incense. The window was half open, and light filtered in through the curtains.

The Crown Prince and Empress He sat opposite each other. The Crown Prince looked calm and indifferent, sipping his tea slowly.

Empress He frowned and said angrily, "My son, I don't mind the punishment of Madam, but you must explain the matter of Madam He to me in detail!"

Ning Rusong put down the teacup, lifted his thin eyelids and looked directly at her, his voice calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, "It has nothing to do with family background, it has nothing to do with government affairs, it's just that your son wants to marry her."

Empress He felt it was ridiculous and was extremely confused. "You are the crown prince, how can you indulge in such a petty love? If you like her, you can take her into the East Palace as a concubine or a concubine. But you let an orphan girl with no family background be the crown princess. What will the court officials think? What will the He family who have always supported you think?"

"My mother is willing to do anything for my father, but why can't I marry the person I love?" Ning Rusong's handsome face turned serious. He asked the question he had never asked in his previous life, "Why does my mother treat my father as a pure husband, but never treat me as a pure son?"

He thought of his and Yueyue's child Tuan'er. He initially thought that he would never have the so-called blood relationship with her, but as Tuan'er grew up slowly in his arms, the false tenderness on her face naturally turned true. This was his and Yueyue's child, and Yueyue loved her.

His true feelings for Tuan'er may be far less than his feelings for Yueyue, but at least it is real.

Queen He was stunned. She never expected Ning Rushong to ask her this question. She accidentally lifted the teacup next to her with her sleeve, and the teacup fell with a clang!

The palace maid hurried to the table, wiped the tea spilled on the table with a cloth, replaced the teacup with a new one, and refilled the tea.

Empress He asked all the palace servants to leave. She stood up, and the phoenix pattern on her palace dress shone with tiny light. She looked down at Ning Rushong, her voice hoarse, and answered irrelevantly, "You are the prince."

She was so happy in the first ten years before she married Emperor Jingmu. All the warm emotions were at her fingertips. She had become accustomed to asking for things and was reluctant to give.

After entering the palace, Empress He put all her attention on Emperor Jingmu. Her love was violent and selfish, a morbid desire that she did not care about any consequences.

She unknowingly regarded the He family, the Prince of the South, and the Crown Prince as the cornerstones of her ladder, hoping to ascend to heaven and win the unattainable love of Emperor Jingmu.

Ning Rusong still didn't stand up. He sneered, his expression gloomy and unclear, "Mother, in two months, I will be crowned. Father will not care what name I choose. What about you, mother?"

His tone gradually became colder, and he looked up at Empress He with a cold expression on his face, "Chi Jue, mother, you want to name your son Chi Jue!"

Empress He never thought that one day she would see the prince's boredom with her. She almost mistook him for Emperor Jingmu. "I just gave the imperial edict to the Ministry of Rites three days ago. How did you know?"

Chijue means beautiful jade that comes in pairs. She gave the prince this name to remind Emperor Jingmu that she was the jade that matched him well, while the prince was conceived by them together and was the tie between them.

"Mother, I don't like the meaning you gave me." Ning Rusong slowly stood up, no longer looking at her, and walked out of the palace. "It should be a symbol of the deep love between me and the Crown Princess."

"Love can be high or low, long or short, and can also be deep or shallow. I have used up all my blessings to meet He Yue."

Empress He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. She could only look at his back. She found that the prince had completely shed his youthfulness and became a person like his father.

She staggered to the ground and sat down, holding her head with her hands, feeling a dull pain.

The Queen Mother, who sat high on the throne, closed her eyes tightly at this moment, with an embarrassed look on her face. Two people were in pairs and were deeply in love with no regrets, but what about her?

She was unwilling and resentful. Emperor Jingmu was a nail stuck in her heart, fused with her flesh and blood. If she tried to pull it out, she would only end up in a bloody end.