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

Luo Mian stood where he was, looking at the two men kneeling for a long time with cold eyes, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

He walked to the main seat and sat down.

Madam Jingxiu raised her head, her voice trembling slightly.

"Back then, it was indeed after I met the late queen that she committed suicide."

"I was—"

Luo Mian's eyes darkened and he interrupted coldly.

"You told her a story called 'The Choice of the Phoenix'."

"Ning'er told me."

Madam Jingxiu's body stiffened and she responded in a trembling voice.

"Yes Yes……"

King Jingyuan quickly took over the conversation.

"It was me...I asked her to go."

He kowtowed tremblingly, his voice almost pleading.

"She knows nothing, so... the Regent shouldn't blame her..."

Luo Mian lowered his eyes and tapped the armrest slowly with his fingers, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"What benefits did Luo Xuan give you?"

"What made you so willing at the beginning?"

There was a pause.

Said again.

"And why did you choose me in the end?"

King Jingyuan's eyes were red.

After a long time, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and finally spoke.

"My wife, Mrs. Hu, is a Golden Scale."

Hoarse voice.

"The relationship between the two countries is tense, and as the prince guarding the border, her identity as a Golden Scale person must not be exposed."

"I originally thought that as long as I was careful, I could live a peaceful life like this..."

"But."

"That summer, Hu suddenly disappeared."

"A whole week later, Tong Jiasuo found me with a white jar and a smile on his face."

"He said that Mrs. Hu is dead and her body is in his house."

"Give me this white jar first, pretending it contains ashes, and then let me join them."

"After the task is completed, return her body to me..."

Luo Mian listened quietly, his brows grim, without saying a word.

King Jingyuan paused and clenched his fists.

"He said if I didn't cooperate—"

"Hang Hu's body on the city gate!"

"And you must announce to the world that I, King Jingyuan, am colluding with the Golden Scale spies!"

Madam Jingxiu knelt beside her, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Of course I don't agree. He killed my wife!"

"Can……"

"But he threatened me—"

"He said if I didn't agree, he would take action against my daughter!"

The air seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Mrs. Jingxiu burst into tears.

King Jingyuan's voice was hoarse.

"So... I compromised."

"I killed all thoughts in my heart and just wanted to survive with my daughter."

"I just want to give my wife a proper burial."

……

Luo Mian half leaned back in his chair, his brows as cold as ice.

King Jingyuan's voice contained a final pleading tone as he kowtowed three times, his forehead turning red.

"Regent!"

"We, father and daughter, have already been forced into a desperate situation!"

"Please, for the sake of our repentance and repentance... spare our lives!"

Madam Jingxiu followed suit and kowtowed, almost breaking her forehead.

Luo Mian tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, making a regular sound.

The only sound in the entire study was the tapping of his fingers, like a death-prompting drumbeat.

Luo Mian's fingertips paused slightly, and he glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground with a deep look in his eyes, and suddenly sneered.

His voice was low, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

"Want to live?"

Prince Jingyuan and Madam Jingxiu were both shocked and didn't even dare to breathe.

Luo Mian sneered.

"But if it were me... I could just wave my hand and make you bleed right there. Would you be able to stop me?"

King Jingyuan's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

Madam Jingxiu's body softened and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Luo Mian stared at them, with a biting coldness between his brows, and the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant to the extreme.

——The next moment, he suddenly let out a soft sigh.

As if he had finally lost his patience, he lazily leaned back in his chair and looked up at them.

"All right."

"This time, you have made a contribution."

"Your Majesty cannot punish, he can only reward."

Prince Jingyuan and Madam Jingxiu didn't react for a moment and looked up in a daze.

Luo Mian said lightly.

"Find a reason to resign."

"From now on, don't show up in Kyoto again."

King Jingyuan gritted his teeth and kowtowed vigorously.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, Regent!"

Madam Jingxiu also kowtowed while crying, her tears soaking the ground.

Luo Mian slowly stood up and looked down at them condescendingly.

"remember."

"Your lives—were given by Ning'er."

Suddenly, Madam Jingxiu spoke with a hoarse and trembling voice.

"Prince Regent...can you..."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, her voice weak but firm.

"Can we stay a few more days?"

"We will leave after the Regent and Miss Shen are married..."

As soon as the words fell, the study fell into dead silence.

Prince Jingyuan was very afraid that his daughter's words would anger Luo Mian.

Mrs. Jingxiu added.

"Please grant us your blessing, Lord Regent! We will not disrupt the ceremony. We only ask to watch from afar... that's enough!"

Luo Mian stood at the intersection of light and shadow, his figure cold and his expression unpredictable.

After a long time, he raised the corners of his mouth in a half-smile.

A sarcastic and lazy curve appeared on his lips.

"That's all."

Luo Mian walked away.

"If you want to see it, I'll let you take a look."

"This is the last bit of kindness Ning'er and I bestow upon you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man disappeared out the door.

Prince Jingyuan and Madam Jingxiu fell to the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

-

The joys and sorrows of the world are inherently incommensurable.

Some people here are "surviving a disaster", while others are "overjoyed".

such as.

Shen House

An old locust tree with lush branches and leaves.

Yunshui stood on a tree branch, wearing a carefully selected moon-white gown.

At this moment, sweat was slightly on his forehead, his fingers were scratching the rough bark, and he was extremely nervous.

——This should be the first time I have come to see Qiu Zhi formally in a long time.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a burst of brisk footsteps under the tree.

Qiuzhi came running over, holding a big red wedding character in his arms, smiling with his eyes curved like a little sun.

Yunshui's Adam's apple moved, and his mood inexplicably became lighter.

however.

Just when he was distracted.

The soles of my feet slipped——

"Hey!"