The Royal Highness

Outside the palace, Shen Zhe was waiting by himself. Seeing the palace entrance suddenly turn messy, he grabbed an attendant and asked. Only then did he know that his aunt had fallen ill. He had been planning to wait for his aunt or the Emperor to summon him before he entered, but now that he rushed in and saw his brother standing under the roof, the angry look in his eyes stopped him in his tracks.

However, compared to the previous incident, the Emperor was clearly less imposing today. Perhaps it was because his aunt had fallen ill, or perhaps it was because the whole matter was too preposterous.

Yu'er saw that he did not say anything, and immediately said: "Although I do not know how it would have been if the general had come to Yuanzhou to look for me earlier, but since you did not come, then you should give up on it. Now I am your brother's wife, the Queen of Da Qi, and I hope you can understand the seriousness of this situation."

In the room, the imperial physician checked the empress dowager's pulse. Since the empress dowager was faking it, she couldn't find out what was going on even after searching for a long time. The few imperial physicians exchanged glances, and finally gave a perfunctory answer, "We can't let the Esteemed Empress Dowager trouble himself anymore."

After the imperial physicians left, Xiang Ye instructed the palace maids, "Send mother back to her own room."

The people of the palace rushed to carry the Empress Dowager away. The emperor held out his hand to stop them as he tried to follow. His merciless gaze fell on her face. "Imperial Mother doesn't need you by her side. Stay in your own room."

The little girl coldly avoided the emperor's gaze, as if she didn't even want to look at him. She stood there without moving.

Being ignored and even looked down upon again and again, the emperor's pride was obviously frustrated. He said coldly, "If it wasn't for you, how could the Queen Mother have fallen ill?"

However, what he got in return was a cold smile on his face, as if he was mocking the Emperor for inverting right and wrong.

Xiang Ye was not angry at Yu'er, but at himself. The emperor clenched his fist tightly, then threw Yu'er aside and left.

The people in the room had all left, and the air had also become a bit cooler. Only after the fella's body had relaxed did he feel a bit dizzy, and he supported himself to a chair and sat down.

People who couldn't smile at the emperor would smile at him easily now. However, how helpless and bitter would that smile be? Could it be that he was willing to do this?

Only the heavens knew that despising an emperor was equivalent to risking one's life.

She was still kneeling in front of the door, and the fragments of the tea bowl had not been swept away, her palms were bleeding, and her face was filled with panic and distress. The person who was addressed as Yun mama by the people in the palace, had been in the spotlight for three years, followed by her suddenly getting dragged into all this trouble, just who was it?

Could such a person still remain by his side?

Finally, a small palace maid came to clean up the mess on the ground, supporting Qingya on one side. The little palace maid said worriedly, "Senior Servant, your hand is bleeding."

They timidly looked at her, and she indifferently said, "Take her to bandage her wounds."

Qingya pursed her lips and followed the others.

She was finally the only one left in the room. Now that she suddenly remembered the scene when she fainted, she felt a lingering fear. What should she do about every mouthful of food that came and went from her mouth? There were very few villains in the Qinzhou, even so. In the capital city, there were still countless people waiting for her to face the most.

Four hours ago, she was still in that quiet and peaceful manor. Had she chosen that place to chat for the rest of her life?

She was not even afraid of death, of course she had to live with dignity and fairness. She was Grandmother's most prideful granddaughter, and she wanted to use her status and prestige to protect her mother.

At this moment, a court lady appeared at the door and timidly said, "Esteemed Empress, Esteemed Empress Dowager wishes to see you."

The king was standing in front of the door, and the great figure of the great shore stood there like a wall. He said to her in a cold voice, "Don't speak nonsense, you mustn't speak nonsense."

Yu'er raised her head and looked at him, proudly saying, "Chenqie's heart is open, and everything can be said."