Chapter 230
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After the two entered, the Northern Wen Emperor glanced at them and then lowered his head.
"Why are you here?"
"Why? Your Majesty doesn't welcome me? "
Consort Duan said as she walked to the Emperor's side and looked at the painting he was fiddling with on the desk.
"You painted Yanqing when he was young? It's still the same thing. Your paintings always lack some spiritual energy. This painting looks like him, but it doesn't show any of his spiritual energy. "
Oh my god!
Wei Ziyao exclaimed in her heart.
This was too much. Was it too late for her to retreat now?
"You're so heartless. He's the child you watched grow up. Now that he's out, you don't even show your face."
Although he said it in a reproachful tone, he definitely didn't mean to blame her.
As the Emperor spoke, he felt a drop of water fall on the painting. He looked up and saw the beautiful Consort Duan crying.
"Your concubine … How could I not want to see it! When Sister Rong passed away, Yanqing chased after me and called me Mother. Later, when Qianche was born, he often bullied Qianche out of jealousy. Although I'm Qianche's mother, they're both my children in my heart. How can I not be heartbroken! "
Consort Duan said as she grabbed her clothes and sobbed, "If Ziyao didn't come to tell me this bad news today, I wouldn't have known that he was gone!"
As soon as she said this, Wei Ziyao's brain suddenly connected. Consort Duan … was definitely an expert.
Sure enough, the Emperor also felt that something was wrong.
"This matter has caused a lot of commotion. How can you not know?"
"I'm used to being alone. Maybe no one is willing to tell me."
With that, she turned to leave. Northern Wen Emperor grabbed her hand and was about to say something when Consort Duan retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
"Ah!" She cried out in pain.
The Northern Wen Emperor immediately realized that something was wrong. He grabbed her hand and looked at it.
Consort Duan's hand had been carefully treated by Wei Ziyao. She had painted her nails with grass, so no one could tell that there was a wound.
But it was precisely because of this that the Emperor became suspicious. He carefully observed and found that there was indeed something unusual about it.
"Where did this wound come from?"
"When I was making the clothes … I was careless …"
"Don't talk nonsense!" The Northern Wen Emperor didn't believe him at all. "Tell me! Tell me the truth! "
"You!" The Northern Wen Emperor's tone angered Consort Duan. "If you have something to say to me, why are you making things difficult for the child?!"
My God … This tone!
He was simply scolding his son.
"Then, then tell me."
"She was just punished by the Empress. She didn't do anything wrong."
"That's right!?" When the emperor heard this, he immediately became angry. "She dared to torture you in the harem! How could it not be wrong? "
"Aiya! She's a woman! You should understand. I've been in the harem for so many years, ignoring you and her. I was arrogant. It's normal for her to punish me. "
Imperial Concubine Duan sat on the chair next to the Emperor so casually.
"But you've suffered so much …"
"It's my duty. I came out today to see you. I know that Yanqing is a special child in your heart. Now that I've seen her … it's time for me to … go back."
As Concubine Duan spoke, she took a deep look at the Emperor. Her look was filled with pleading and reluctance.
The emperor grabbed Consort Duan's wrist. "Yuting, don't go, okay? Stay with me. I've been thinking of going to your palace to look for you these days, but I was afraid that you would be cold and refuse to see me. Do you know how happy I was when you came? Don't go … "
Wei Ziyao had lived for a long time. It was her first time seeing such a … humble emperor.
She tactfully retreated out of the door.
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