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

Inside the bedroom, the candlelight was dim.

Tong Jiasuo walked into the hall, his face flushed and his complexion unusually good.

This is in stark contrast to the Empress Dowager Shouren opposite her.

The Queen Mother looked tired, with a slightly furrowed brow.

Tong Jiasuo's eyes moved around her.

"Queen Mother, what's the matter with you calling me so late at night?"

He paused, a smile on his lips.

"Or a secret decree?"

"You don't want His Majesty to know?"

Empress Dowager Shouren looked up at him, then sighed softly, appearing a little helpless.

"You and I have known each other for many years, so I won't waste my time talking to you."

Tong Jiasuo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with interest.

"I don't want the emperor to hold a concubine selection."

Tong Jiasuo was stunned at first, then laughed out loud.

"I heard that you are in charge of the concubine selection banquet. Why is the Queen Mother unwilling?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and he seemed not to believe what she said.

"Having a harem with many children is what you've always wanted, isn't it?"

The Queen Mother was silent for a moment, as if she was hesitating, but finally she spoke.

"The emperor wants to use his concubines to offer sacrifices to heaven to drive away evil spirits."

"I can't just watch him go wrong..."

"So, I need your help."

Tong Jiasuo burst into laughter after hearing this, and his laughter was particularly loud in the silent hall.

"Hahaha!"

"The emperor is truly a disciple who surpasses his teacher!"

"You are even more vicious and decisive than the Queen Mother back then!"

Empress Dowager Shouren frowned.

"then?"

"Aren't you also not indissoluble with what happened back then?"

"Is there any difference between you and me?"

Seeing this, Tong Jiasuo took a step closer with even more interest.

"I?"

"There is a huge gap between me and you two, mother and son."

"Hahaha!"

He laughed a few times, but there was a sharp light in his eyes.

"Did you kill the late emperor?"

"Did you kill the former crown prince?"

"And Jiang Wange——"

"Shut up!"

The Queen Mother suddenly interrupted him, her tone suddenly rising, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She seemed extremely unwilling to hear the name.

Tong Jiasuo certainly knew what she was guilty about and what she was afraid of.

The smile on his face widened.

"Jiang Wange was really deceived by His Majesty."

"I don't know if it's because he sat on the throne that he felt guilty."

"They actually got a Chunhong noble lady who looks very similar to her..."

"Tong Jia lock!"

"do not talk!"

The Queen Mother shouted sternly, her face as pale as paper, her fingers clenched tightly on the armrests, even her knuckles were bluish-white.

Tong Jiasuo looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of meaningful light.

"Queen Mother."

"Some things, just because time has passed, doesn't mean they no longer exist."

"What do you say?"

Inside the bedroom, the air seemed to freeze.

The Queen Mother's face was gloomy, and her eyes were filled with long-suppressed emotions.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still able to confuse right and wrong."

Tong Jiasuo laughed even harder upon hearing this and sat directly on the Empress Dowager's bed.

The movements were so casual as if he was at home.

"Who is Black?"

"Who is Bai?"

There was a gleam of sarcasm in his eyes and his tone was deliberately playful.

"Are there really any white people among us?"

After a pause,

"If that little boy surnamed Shen hadn't run away, Ling Mosang and I wouldn't have asked His Majesty for his beloved Jiang Wange."

Before she finished speaking, the Empress Dowager's expression became extremely ugly.

Tong Jiasuo had no intention of letting her go, and he deliberately dragged out his tone.

"Besides, didn't His Majesty personally give her to him back then—"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap suddenly fell.

The Queen Mother raised her hand without hesitation and slapped Tong Jiasuo hard!

There was hidden pain and anger in his eyes.

Tong Jiasuo's face was hit sideways.

"You old woman."

After saying that, he suddenly grabbed the Empress Dowager's wrist and pulled her close to him. The distance between them was instantly shortened, and they could almost hear each other's breathing.

"I didn't bother with you about the death of the Queen and the Prince."

"How dare you hit me?"

The Queen Mother struggled to pull her hand back, but he held it tighter, squeezing her knuckles until they turned white.

Tong Jiasuo chuckled, leaned close to her ear, and spoke word by word.

"Without the support of me and Emperor Ling Mosang of Bei Ming, how could he have sat on the throne?"

"How can you be the Queen Mother?"

"Ok?"

Every word was like a barbed knife, slowly cutting into the Empress Dowager's heart.

It was as if someone had ripped off the Empress Dowager's fig leaf, exposing her bloody wounds.

"The late emperor originally left this throne to Luo Mian."

What Tong Jiasuo said is true.

After the previous crown prince died suddenly and inexplicably, the previous emperor delayed appointing a new crown prince. His intention was to wait until Luo Mian was older and then appoint him as the crown prince directly.

There are two kinds of bad guys.

One type is like Tong Jiasuo, who admits the mistakes he has made and even takes pride in them.

The other type is like the Empress Dowager, who wants everything but refuses to admit it.

The Queen Mother gritted her teeth and tried her best to pull her hand out, but she was no match for Tong Jiasuo and her strength was easily suppressed.

Her voice trembled slightly with anger.

"Luo Mian is just a child of five or six years old!"

"What's wrong with my Xuan'er?!"

"How is he inferior to Luo Cheng and Luo Mian?!"

Tong Jiasuo looked at her almost insane appearance, his eyes full of joyful mockery.

It approached slowly, the sound like a poisonous snake coiling around.

"How can it not be compared?"

"Empress Dowager, you know best, right?"

"Because Luo Cheng and Luo Mian's mother, the late queen—"

"She is the late emperor's favorite woman."

The Queen Mother's breathing suddenly stopped.

Tong Jiasuo chuckled.

"As for your Xuan'er..."

"The only difference is that his mother is you."

Tong Jiasuo released the Empress Dowager's wrist.

The Queen Mother let her hands fall feebly on the quilt.

In her mind, the face that had made her jealous all her life emerged, so clear that it seemed as if it was right in front of her.

First Queen.

Qiao Zhiyuan.

Luo Cheng and Luo Mian's biological mother.

The late emperor’s favorite woman.

She lived her whole life in jealousy of Qiao Zhiyuan.

Qiao Zhiyuan is a lady from a prominent family, extremely beautiful and naturally noble.

And what about her?

She was just a maid who secretly drugged and climbed into the bed of the previous emperor.

They are actually two worlds apart.

She is the dazzling star in the night sky.

And I am just a rat living in a dark gutter.

She is the lovely peony that blooms in summer.

And I am like the wheel grass in the mud, humble and insignificant.

Tong Jiasuo looked at her stunned expression, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Of course he knew what she was thinking.

"Ying'er."

He suddenly spoke with a hint of amusement and even a hint of nostalgia.

The Queen Mother suddenly came back to her senses and looked up at him.

Tong Jiasuo slowly reached out his hand, pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her head.