The Prince Consort's Beloved

After Ye Si left, Li Yuanrou locked herself in the room and drank a lot of wine. She thought of how Prince Yun had given her food, drinks and toys when she was young. Now that she thought about it carefully, Prince Yun had indeed spent more time with her than her father.

She thought again of the silver notes that Prince Yun gave her. Who in this world would give you money for no reason and worry about whether it is enough for you?

She had always thought that Prince Yun was a complete villain. Even at this moment, she did not think that Prince Yun was a good person. Regardless of who was right or wrong, the sufferings of her and Li Yuanqi all came from this unspeakable life experience.

But in life, there is no absolute right or wrong, and no absolute good or evil.

Everyone has reasons and difficulties for doing anything. The entanglement between Prince Yun and his mother was due to unrequited love. Originally, it was thought that the cause and effect of this unrequited love was all the fault of Prince Yun, but now, it seems that this is not the case.

If Ye Si's angry speech is true, then King Yun is just a victim in this game.

If it is true that good is infinite and evil is infinite, can we really not blame him even if that is the case? But if we are to be fair, this is not his fault alone...

The candlelight in the room was burning brightly, but it could not illuminate the shadow in Li Yuanrou's heart.

Bitter tears overflowed from her eyes, and a myriad of emotions surged in her chest, lingering for a long time.

She wiped her tears and drank glass after glass, trying to numb her nerves.

Qingluan, who was guarding in the dark, clearly heard the crying coming from the house. It was intermittent, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and lasted for more than an hour.

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Inside the Beiluo Palace.

Xiao Luobai woke up from his dream, his pair of bloodshot eyes looked terrifying.

He dreamed of her crying again. Since they parted, she had appeared in his dreams every night, crying helplessly in his dreams.

Sometimes she sobbed silently, sometimes she cried loudly, looking extremely sad.

Xiao Luobai glanced at the sky which was about to brighten, stood up, and casually draped his gorgeous black forging robe.

Qingfeng pushed the door open from the outer hall and walked in: "Master, there is no movement."

There have been frequent assassinations recently, so Qingfeng sleeps in the outer palace at night and remains alert even in his sleep.

Xiao Luobai didn't reply to him. He sat down beside the desk and picked up a pen. He paused and asked Qingfeng, "Do you have anything to tell Daya? It's a good opportunity to write a letter and send it to her together."

Qingfeng called a servant in to grind ink, and bit the pen while thinking about where to start writing.

Xiao Luobai's hands moved smoothly. He suddenly crumpled the paper in front of him into a ball and threw it on the ground, with a look of worry on his face.

The letter is short but the feelings are deep. It cannot express all my longing for you, nor can it express all the pain of missing you.

The eunuch who was grinding ink quickly looked at the paper balls on the ground and said tremblingly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Xiao Luobai raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the eunuch. He frowned and started writing again.

The eunuch began to sweat on his forehead. He always felt that there was murderous intent in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He was very nervous when serving in his presence, fearing that he would lose his life if he was not careful.

It was really because Xiao Luobai acted too ruthlessly after returning to Beiluo. With Helian Yueli's army in charge and the support of the emperor's people, and the help of Xiao Luobai's family, who was the leader of all the students in Beiluo, he reaped the benefits and dealt with a group of people from the Xianfei party in a swift and decisive manner, and imprisoned Xianfei in the harem in disguise.

In a nutshell, Xiao Luobai doesn't play by the rules. Just one word: kill!

However, Xiao Luobai grasped the balance very well. After all, he had been an emperor for a lifetime, and moving among the aristocratic families was not easy, if not commanding.

If there were too many people to kill, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among some people in private. The Northern Luo Kingdom was different from Dai Viet. Dai Viet had never allowed the royal family to intermarry with the big families to prevent foreign relatives from usurping power, while the Northern Luo Kingdom was just the opposite.

Kunpeng came in from outside and whispered, "Sir, the four concubines and ladies selected by His Majesty for you have entered our Eastern Palace."

When Xiao Luobai heard this, his aura suddenly changed, and a chill surged around his body, making people shudder.

He paused in his writing movement, and the hand holding the pen dropped down. With a little force, the pen broke.

The eunuch who was grinding ink was startled as if by reflex. His knees went weak and he fell to the ground, trembling as he said, "Your Highness, calm down..."

Xiao Luobai's face was gloomy and his eyes became dangerous.

He was imposing and his voice was steady and powerful: "Kunpeng, kick them out. If my emperor father makes trouble again, send them to his bedroom."

Kunpeng said happily: "Okay, Master."

Qing Feng glanced calmly at the furious Xiao Luobai, folded up the two pieces of paper he had written and took them over: "I've finished writing."

Xiao Luobai lowered his eyes and looked at the few words on the paper. There were thousands of words in his heart, which finally turned into a helpless sigh.

He used a paperweight to press the unfinished letter and said in a cold voice, "Go to court first."

The emperor was seriously ill, and Xiao Luobai took over the government soon after he returned. At first, many people loudly opposed it, but as his ability to govern the country gradually showed, the opposition voices gradually weakened.

Xiao Luobai glanced at the eunuch on the ground and said, "Change your clothes."

The eunuch stood up in panic, but his legs went limp and he fell back to the ground.

Qing Feng showed disdain on his face and stepped forward past the eunuch: "Let me do it."

The eunuch Yan Mo, who was kneeling on the ground, waited until Xiao Luobai left the hall before he dared to stand up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and inadvertently glanced at the first four words on the paper, "My wife Yuan Rou".

Two palace maids who were sweeping the hall were whispering outside.

"Did you see it just now? The concubine that His Majesty forced His Royal Highness to marry has entered the palace."

"Isn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince against this matter? I heard that His Majesty was so angry that he vomited blood."

"So it's a forced marriage, but it's bound to happen sooner or later. Which crown prince in Beiluo didn't take concubines to win over the power of the noble families before ascending the throne? Unfortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is moody, cruel and tyrannical. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for those concubines to enter the palace."

"Don't you know that His Highness already has a wife in Daiyue, and His Highness is deeply in love with that woman? It is for that woman that His Highness opposes Naryo-tei Ryoyuan."

"It's all hearsay. Only a silly girl like you would believe it. Your Highness is so fierce and ferocious on weekdays. He doesn't look like a love-struck person at all."

"You don't know, but I once had the honor of serving tea and grinding ink in the palace. His Highness was painting. The woman in the painting had red lips and white teeth, and was delicate and pretty. She must be His Highness's wife from the Kingdom of Dai Viet. Have you ever seen His Highness smile?"

The maid shook her head: "No."

The maid who had just spoken said proudly, "I have seen it. His Highness smiled at the woman in the painting. That smile was so gentle, and the love in his eyes was about to overflow. His Highness also wrote a poem. When he raised his eyes, he saw the stars. When he lowered his eyebrows, he saw the color of fireworks. The stars were full of meaning, and everything was you."

The maiden who was speaking had an expression of admiration and yearning in her eyes: "One must love someone so much to write such a beautiful poem. Perhaps no one knows that our Crown Prince is actually a very talented and affectionate gentleman. He is not as cold-hearted as he appears to be. What kind of extraordinary woman could make His Highness so infatuated with her? I think that woman must be very outstanding with outstanding appearance and temperament..."

The palace maid who was talking incessantly suddenly felt a chill behind her. She turned around in surprise and saw that the palace maid who had just spoken to her was kneeling on the ground and trembling like a sieve. The tall and graceful man standing in front of her was the infatuated young man she had just mentioned.

Xiao Luobai stood there calmly, exuding the dignity and arrogance unique to a superior, and he was intimidating without even getting angry.

The maid was horrified and immediately knelt down, kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. Please forgive me..."

Xiao Luobai glanced down at the two of them condescendingly, with a hint of regret on his face as if he had once seen Li Yuanrou being interrupted while listening to gossip, and then he walked away.

Qing Feng warned: "If you talk nonsense about His Highness, you will not want to live!"

After Qingfeng finished speaking, he followed Xiao Luobai's footsteps.

A palace maid was so frightened that she was in a panic, tears streaming down her face. She looked at Kunpeng and said, "Brother Kunpeng, we..."

Kunpeng, who was not in a hurry to chase people away, said casually: "It's okay. You are lucky today. You managed to say that the silly princess is a wonderful woman and saved your life. Don't talk too much in the future."