Chapter 218
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Shen Yueji gave a wry smile, dispelling the memories of the past from her mind. She lifted the curtain and looked outside.
In the past, she was too immersed in Feng Jiuqing's gentleness and couldn't extricate herself.
She knew that he was good at putting on a gentle and approachable appearance and doing despicable things.
But this time … she didn't want to be immersed in it anymore.
People who had died once would not die a second time.
Especially after leaving the palace, the bustling streets were both familiar and strange at the same time. It reminded her of her own shadow in the past. Feng Jiuqing was a person who knew how to use his strengths. He never trusted anyone, even his closest confidant. He was full of schemes.
These days in the palace, she had been with him day and night. While they were playing, his gentle appearance would sometimes make her feel absent-minded.
She gazed at the street stalls outside. Speaking of which, many years had passed since the year she married Feng Jiuqing. The familiar street stalls and the old run-down house were places she often visited.
The kind old lady gave her a piece of sweet potato because she felt sorry for her.
They were all gone …
Time continued to flow, and it would not stop for anyone.
Shen Yueji put down the curtain, not wanting to see the lively scene outside.
"Is there something on your mind, Imperial Consort?"
The man's eyes were not on her, but he was asking her.
Shen Yueji turned to look at him. "I remember that when I was a child, I often came here with my eldest brother to play. At that time, there were many familiar old women and old men. Now I find that they are all gone, and the former stalls have been occupied by others."
The woman's words made the man's hand holding the book tighten. After a long time, he smiled warmly. "Imperial Consort, do you think that things are the same, but people have changed?"
"You can't think so. Maybe they are old, and their children don't want them to go out and run around at such an age. They should be at home to enjoy their old age."
"But it's still thanks to the emperor."
"Oh?"
The man laughed and looked at her gently, as if he wanted to know what she would say.
Shen Yueji smiled and said, "In the past, before the Emperor was the Emperor, there were many riots in the Feng Nation. Civil officials suppressed and bribed people. The people in the capital were robbed and fought over things. The people complained to the heavens. In a small place, there were starving corpses all over the ground. The previous emperor was addicted to beauty and spoiled the treacherous officials, causing the Feng Nation to fall into chaos for a short period of time and almost lose the nation. "
"However, after the Emperor ascended the throne, everything took a turn for the better. The Emperor loved the people like they were his own children. He punished the treacherous officials and recruited skilled craftsmen again. There was no lack of knowledgeable and accomplished people in the Feng Country. They were all placed in an important position by the Emperor. The people once again returned to their peaceful and happy lives. The envoys from other countries also did not dare to invade again."
At this point, Shen Yueji couldn't tell what she was feeling.
Feng Jiuqing was an emperor. Even she couldn't deny that he was a good emperor, a very, very good emperor. He loved the people as if they were his own children, and he treated the people as his priority.
It was said that he loved power and the country, but in fact, everything he loved was related to the people. Everything he did was for the people.
The country was his, and the power was his, but he never squandered it. Whether it was beauties, decorations, food, or necessities, he was still the same as before.
However, he wasn't a good husband. He wasn't a man who was worthy of her trust.
In his heart, the millions of people in the Feng Nation were countless innocent lives.
In his heart, she was just a woman who was not essential.
Including their unborn child …
He could plot against his own flesh and blood for the country, for power, and for the people.
Shen Yueji's eyes were cold. She didn't want him to see the hatred in her eyes, so she lifted the curtain again and looked outside.
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