Brother Hong. Xiao Yu's face suddenly turned pale. Her eyes fixedly looked at Chunxiao, and her voice trembled: "You, are you saying it true?"

Chunxiao knew that Xiao Yu's feelings for Zhao Hong were really treating him as a parent-child. At the time in the palace, Zhao Hong had no father and Xiao Yu lost his husband. The two lived together day and night, so the relationship was unnecessary. She was still ignorant about the relationship between men and women, and her relatives were put first in her heart. Zhao Hong was gradually included in the category of relatives.

Chunxiao nodded and comforted softly: "Empress, don't be too sad."

How could Xiao Yu remain indifferent? These days, she tried to avoid contact with Zhao Hong, just to think that he could live a peaceful life in Prince An's Mansion. With Madam Jiang beside him, he would take good care of her. If you have more contact with yourself, the new emperor would notice it.

After all, he was the emperor of the previous dynasty, so what if he was young? His existence was originally the sand in the eyes of the new emperor.

She had feelings for Zhao Hong, after all, she shared hardships and was the first child to call her mother. In fact, there was another reason. When her aunt died for her country, she was afraid and did not want to die. Although she understood the principle that a knowledgeable person was a hero, she finally disappointed her. Because of Zhao Hong, she had enough excuses to survive.

But now, Zhao Hong is gone...

Xiao Yuzhi didn't go far and was listening secretly outside. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

It would be fine if Zhao Hua died, it was an annoying thing. But Zhao Yu... Xiao Yuzhi had heard of it and knew that Zhao Yu had pretended to die before. The new emperor was cruel and violent. As the emperor of the previous dynasty, it was reasonable that Zhao Yu had to get rid of it quickly.

However... Xiao Yu's thin figure appeared in Xiao Yu's mind.

I thought to myself: The current husband killed his ex-husband and even removed his son. This is too cruel.

Her neck chills and she subconsciously touches her. When she saw the emperor treat Xiao Yu, she still envies her. It would be great if she could marry the emperor. Now... forget it. Even though Guo Antai is a filial son, she always has a little human nature.

Xiao Yu was afraid that he didn't want to hear such a big event, so Xiao Yuzhi quickly escaped.

...

The sky was getting darker. In the imperial study, the emperor finished reading a thick stack of memorials. Before he could rest for a while, he picked up the wood carving and carving knife at his hand and lowered his head to carve it.

The best red sandalwood has been scrapped several pieces, and now it has finally made progress. The fat fish gradually showed some outlines.

After carving for a while, the emperor took the wood carving and asked He Chaoen beside him: "How do you think I carved?"

He Chaoen lowered his eyebrows and replied with a smile: "The emperor is skilled and the fish is carved to life."

The majestic emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little proud. Thinking of the outstanding craftsmanship of Wei Zuo, if he had not studied this since he was a child, he might not have been inferior to him. Xue Zhan lowered his head and carved it for a while, blew it gently as if it were precious, and gently blew the wood chips on his head. He gently stroked his big hands, and soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the time, it was getting late. Xue Zhan cleaned up and quickly returned to Fengzao Palace.

It was already dark, and there were lanterns on the corridor with Yangjiao Palace. The emperor's tall voice seemed to be like the wind blowing under his feet. He walked forward quickly. When he arrived outside Fengzao Palace, he suddenly stood still, raised his hand to sort out the wrinkles of his robe, and then he strode with his head held high and stepped in slowly.

There was incense in the bedroom, and the faint fragrance was the common smell of Xiaoyu. It was fresh and comfortable, and very pleasant to smell. Xue Zhan was a rough man and didn't understand the fragrance. He had asked Xiaoyu what fragrance was like before, but at that time he was only looking at her mouth opening and closing, but he didn't listen to the fragrance she said.

Xue Zhan smiled and entered the bedroom, and bypassed the agarwood carved four-season Ruyi screen. He saw a slender figure sitting on the edge of the couch with his back facing away from him.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Xue Zhan said, walked over quickly, sat next to her, changed her hands, hugged her from behind, lowered her head and kissed her, "Are you waiting for me?"

Usually she goes to bed first when it's so late.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything. Xue Zhan's smile froze. He let go, slowly sat up straight, looked at the palace clothes she was wearing, and then frowned slightly: "What's wrong?" Even if she doesn't sleep on weekdays, she must have cleaned herself up. She was wearing a sleeping dress, and had a faint smell of fragrant pancreas.

Now she is not bathing, and she is still wearing daily palace outfits, sitting quietly... as if she is waiting for him.

Xiao Yu looked up at him. The candlelight was soft and hit his face. He was a very handsome man. In the past, she always despised him, despised him for being vulgar, didn't like to be clean, and couldn't talk to her. When she was with her, most of them thought about that. Although she still despised him a little, she gradually discovered some advantages in him.

He was not a person who was unforgivable. She began to admire him and advised her father to accept him.

Looking into his eyes, Xiao Yu said calmly: "I have something to ask you."

Xue Zhan sat down, put his legs heroically on both sides, and put his hands on his legs. He packed his robes and said casually, "If you have anything, you can say it."

Xiao Yu said: "I was afraid that you would be angry before, so I never dared to mention it..." When she first entered the palace, she disliked him in every way, and was more afraid. So she lowered her attitude and tried not to annoy him. Now it's different. He is close to her, but she still hasn't asked some questions.

Because she always feels that no matter how good she is with him, it is just a manifestation. As long as it is not exposed, it may last for a long time. But once it involves the previous dynasty, it will be knocked back to its original form.

"I'm the aunt who committed suicide in Shouning Palace, but I don't know how the emperor finally dealt with her?"

Xue Zhan's hand tidying up his clothes suddenly stopped, and his eyes quickly became cold. He looked at her side, and saw that there was no fear on her face and his voice was very calm.

He knew that she was the daughter of the Xiao family, the queen carefully nurtured by the man, and the wife prepared for Zhao Yu early on. She lost her mother since she was a child, and her feelings for her aunt were of course not ordinary... Not many people knew about it, so he could lie to her. After all, how old she was, a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old could easily be deceived.

But he disdains.

Xue Zhan said: "I ordered people to throw her to Mount Li and feed the beasts."

Sure enough... Xiao Yu had been a little confused before, thinking that she didn't like her aunt, just because her aunt was a royal family in the previous dynasty, but over time, she could find something was wrong. Also, Xue's attitude towards her aunt and Shouning Palace at the time.

After all, it was her aunt. She had committed suicide before, and she could barely convince herself that if it was in Xue Zhan's hands, she might not have killed her life. But now... they must have an old grudge between them.

Xiao Yu grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly and said softly: "If you have any deep hatred with my aunt, if you want to take revenge, I have nothing to say..." She looked at him and her body began to tremble subconsciously, "I can understand even if you want to kill Zhao Yu."

He ascended the throne and became emperor, and he was not justified. If he wanted to sit firmly, he must be more ruthless. She knew very well how important power was to men.

"...But Zhao Hong is just a five-year-old child, why can't you let him go?"

Xue Zhan's face suddenly darkened and his voice became particularly low. His eyes were staring at her and listening to her words. He suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Then murmured, "So what about a five-year-old child? Did your aunt show mercy because the other party was too young... Every year, the royal family has always been like this."

Xiao Yu couldn't help but say, "You bastard!"

"...Yes, I'm a bastard." Xue Zhan smiled softly. He pinched her wrist hard, leaned over, and said to her in the eyes, "Your aunt paved the way for Zhao Yu, and chose the queen for him, and she took great pains to do so...
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