She personally gave him a light pink sachet with her favorite peach blossoms, but she put a slow poison in it.
That road to the Yellow Springs, from the day she entered the palace, she personally paved it for him.
The front court and the back court, involved a lot of people.
With her identity, if she wanted to win power and sit in the court, she must learn to endure.
Endure what ordinary people can't endure, only then can she achieve great things.
She never let herself be spoiled. Once Mo Ye came to Glimmer Hall too many times, she would pretend to be sick.
Whenever there was a vacancy in the imperial court, Mo Ye would always ask her indirectly about who to choose.
She always smiled and refused, saying that the harem couldn't interfere in politics.
But in the end, she would still choose a few under Mo Ye's enthusiasm. She actually knew that Mo Ye allowed her to expand her power in the court.
Mo Ye also knew that she had no sincerity and was always on guard.
After three years of separation, she didn't complain at all when she came back. The Luo family's one hundred and eighteen people died, but she always lowered her head and smiled, "It's all in the past."
What kind of hatred, how could it be in the past?
Even he couldn't forgive himself, let alone her.
He understood her, he understood her so well. Her eyes were tender like water, but in her heart, she had already built layers of stone walls to prevent outsiders from entering.
So even if he knew that she was constantly accumulating power in the palace, he always listened to her.
He even used his own power to help her expand her power.
The front court and the back court all praised her for seeing the big picture, except for the Nalan family, who had three hundred thousand soldiers.
They had a daughter called Nalan Ying, who was Mo Ye's imperial concubine.
Then, she couldn't stay.
Mo Ye's seventh year, she was pregnant.
Now, only the Nalan family's power was left in the harem, and the only imperial concubine.
She smiled coldly, almost without any hesitation, she asked the shadow guard to bring the abortion medicine, and without saying anything, she aborted the child and pushed the blame to Nalan Ying.
Mo Ye's only prince, the Nalan family was like a defeated army. Even the general Nalan Wei, who had a lot of achievements, couldn't escape the fate of being beheaded.
In the darkness, he walked towards her step by step. He reached out and hugged her pale face, trembling as he cried.
After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Do you love me?"
Actually, how could she not feel the pain of losing her child? That was their flesh and blood, an innocent life that had yet to be born.
She clenched her teeth and couldn't hold back her tears. Her usual soft and delicate voice was replaced with only sadness as she said, "I did."
In the past, she had loved, waited, believed, and missed him.
But now, all that was left was hatred.
"Why can't we go back to the past? Why can't you love me again? "
Silence, silence, silence. A long silence ensued.
She closed her eyes. The moment she opened them, her tone returned to normal. She softly murmured, "Chenqie has always loved Your Majesty."
The strength in his arms was like a deflated balloon, but he still hugged her tightly in the next second.
The guilt in his heart was magnified infinitely.
If the original owner's family hadn't died, even if she didn't love him, he might have loved someone else.
But because his entire family died, he couldn't jump out of this box and slowly sank.
Mo Ye's twelfth year, the court was stable.
The original owner already had half of the Mo Dynasty's power, so it was normal for her to meddle in court politics.
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