The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

The question Luo Yu asked was too sharp.

Living in this magnificent palace with high red walls, the three words "for your own good" are too pure and sincere to appear, or "unworthy" to appear.

This palace, beneath its magnificent exterior, hides countless calculations and schemes. Family affection? Sincerity? These are just chips for survival, expedients that can be discarded at will.

The queen was breathing rapidly, her eyes filled with anger and powerlessness. Her body was shaking slightly, and she seemed to have no strength to stand still.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but ultimately suppressed all his emotions.

Silence spread between the two of them, like an invisible net, swallowing up the queen's aura bit by bit.

Finally, after a long time, the queen spoke. Her voice was low and tired, but still revealed a hint of unquestionable indifference.

"Zhang Wuqi is not worthy of you."

This short sentence was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Luo Yuwen's heart.

She looked at the queen quietly, with no anger or sadness in her eyes, only indifference.

The Queen clenched her fingers into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged slightly. She seemed to be trying her best to hold back some emotion that was about to burst out, but in the end, she still uttered these heavy words -

"As a princess, as a royal family, you have no love."

After hearing this, Luo Yuwen gently closed his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was both self-deprecating and sarcastic.

No love?

All the while, her mother had no idea what she really hated.

The hatred that Luo Yuwen felt came from all directions.

Love is indeed sad, but what she could not forgive the most was that the queen, as a mother, pushed her into the chess game with her own hands and did not even give her room to resist.

She has no right to choose who to love, no right to choose her own destiny, and no right to live like a human being.

They are the dragon sons and they are the queens of the country.

These people standing in high positions can easily decide who should live and who should die, who should become a victim of the dynasty, and who should be trampled underfoot at will.

With just a casual decree, he could destroy countless families, yet he still had to appear pure and innocent, and put on the most orthodox, dignified and solemn attitude.

What's funny is that those dirty hands, those hands covered in blood, are the ones who are going to teach her what innocence is and what the right path is.

When have they ever been clean?

Luo Yuwen hated all the self-righteous and superior people in this palace city.

If this is the rule, if a princess must accept this fate -

Then she would rather tear it all apart, let herself fall completely into the dust, and sink into the mud.

Luo Yuwen slowly opened his eyes, did not argue or explain anything, just glanced at the queen indifferently, turned and left.

She walked slowly, and every step was ritualistic, as if she was saying goodbye to her past self.

Never look back.

Behind her, the Queen's voice suddenly rose, filled with anger, anxiety, and even a hint of panic.

"Come back here!"

Luo Yu asked!

"You are unfilial..."

The voice echoed in the hall, carrying a hint of hysterical madness.

In other words, Luo Yuwen really knows her mother well.

Something about doing it for her daughter's happiness and not wanting her to live out her life alone... everything was fake.

The Queen had only one goal from the beginning to the end - to let her marry into Dazaifu.

If she got married, the relationship between Taizaifu and Tonggiya clan would become closer, and as a daughter of Tonggiya clan, the queen would have more weight in the emperor's heart.

As for Luo Yu's question about whether she would be happy and whether the person she married was the one she wanted to marry, the Queen really didn't care that much.

She was fed up with being humiliated by the emperor and wanted to use this marriage to consolidate her position again and make the emperor value her again, or at least stop insulting her as before.

But...she was wrong.

Queen, Queen, your father Tong Jiasuo only taught you how to be an obedient chess piece, but did not teach you how to be a competent chess master.

As the night deepened, the lights outside the palace gradually dimmed, and the silent night sky seemed like a depressing black curtain.

On the other side, Zhe Qing's fate was also gradually changing. Her night was bought at a high price of 12,000 taels of gold.

The gorgeous dress she was wearing was already worn out, revealing large patches of pale skin between the fabric. She walked in front of a middle-aged man with graceful and light steps.

The man was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, which was interwoven with gold and silver threads and looked particularly dazzling. However, his fat body made his clothes a little tight, especially his bulging belly, which seemed as if it would break through the restraint of the clothes at any time.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyelids drooped, he was drunk, and a greasy smile appeared on his lips.

"Little beauty~"

The pink silk bound the man's hands, and the other end was held in Zhe Qing's hand.

The two of them walked towards the fourth floor amidst envious gazes, like a master leading a dog.

"Mr. Zhou~" Zhe Qing responded softly, her voice trembling.

“Hurry up, hurry up~”

"Sir, please move faster~"

The man's body trembled, and he felt the blood rushing to his head instantly. He felt dizzy and hot all over. He swallowed hard, and stumbled forward a few steps unsteadily, grabbing Zhe Qing's slender waist.

"...Oh, such a small waist, such a small voice..."

"I, Zhou, will definitely die on your navel tonight!"

The two of them pulled and pushed each other into the room.

At the same time, Eunuch Qian also began his arrangements.

"The owner of Zhousheng Bank?"

The young eunuch immediately responded: "My Lord, it is the owner of Zhou Sheng Money House, his name is Zhou Kui."

"Do you have a background in the imperial court?"

The young eunuch shook his head quickly: "No, no, sir, Zhou Kui is just a merchant, he has no imperial background."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Qian nodded slightly in satisfaction, rubbing his fingers on the table: "He is just a businessman, without any foundation, but he is very suitable for making some moves."

"Squeeze him dry, leaving behind the lifeblood of his bank."

"Tomorrow, there will be no Zhousheng Bank in Kyoto."

The young eunuch saluted and said, "Understood." Then he stepped back.

After the young eunuch left, Eunuch Qian took a sip of tea and slowly walked to the bed and sat down. Then he bent down and pulled out a large wooden box from under the bed.

"Look at how coquettish you are. You'll be in trouble soon."

The battle in the other room was in full swing.

Zhou Kui stripped himself naked very consciously. The candlelight in the room was dim and the atmosphere was extremely decadent.