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Ruo Ruo entered the palace.

This was her second time entering the palace. The first time was brought in by Yun Ru Xi by force, and that time, she almost caused the old emperor to die, but this time, it was the emperor himself who summoned her into the palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, he was enveloped by the gloomy atmosphere that permeated the entire palace. It seemed that something big had happened within the palace.

Emperor, if the first thought that comes to mind is that something has happened to the Emperor, then perhaps this is the reason why I brought her into the palace.

As soon as the sedan bearer entered the palace, he walked quickly, as if he was in a hurry. He walked quickly, as if he was in a hurry, and moved as if he was in a sedan, almost to the point of vomiting.

The sedan chair finally slowed down. As she secretly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair to look outside, she saw a magnificent palace nearby. This was the emperor's sleeping quarters.

He was extremely nervous, and the corners of his hands that were wringing his clothes were filled with layers of wrinkles.

"Miss, get off the palanquin." A palace maid welcomed them, supporting her as she slowly got off the palanquin.

"Ruo'er, are you alright?" Xiu Wanru came towards them. Even her mother had come.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"The Emperor is investigating the disappearance of Ru Fei from that year. If it's like this, no matter what the Emperor asks you, just tell him the truth. There's no need to be afraid." His hands held her hair as he looked at her with heartache. In his mother's eyes, she had always been treated like her own daughter.

On one side was a palace maid, and on the other a mother. Although she knew that this servant was very likely to be someone from Ximen Ruixue, she had endured for far too long. She wanted to know more about this palace, as well as Qin Zhiqing.

Not caring about appearance or appearance, he lowered his head and whispered into Mother's ears: "Mother, what about Qing Qing? "He's good."

Xiu Wanru froze before she looked around vigilantly. "Zhiruo, the people in our Qin Manor are doing well. It's just you that Mother is always worried about."

The answer was that it was telling her that Qin Zhiqing was doing fine as well.

She recalled the memory that had suddenly appeared in her mind as she sank into the pool. It was so clear that she thought she really liked him.

It was a pity that it would be difficult for her to even meet him. If King An wanted to rebel, Xi Men Rui Xue would know everything. Since Qin Zhiqing was disguised as King An, there was no way that Xi Men Rui Xue would let him off.

In this world, the two tigers had always competed against each other. As for her, she was like a delicacy in a battle between two tigers. Everyone wanted the item in her hand.

Perhaps the Emperor would tell her, for it was the Emperor who gave it to her.

Upon entering Supreme Harmony Palace, a solemn and dignified young man did not even dare to breathe too loudly. The young eunuch walked straight into the palace and greeted, "Miss Qin, please enter."

She remembered her previous identity. She didn't know if the emperor knew about her entering the Fragrant Pavilion or not. There was also Yun Ru Xi. Where was she now?

She wanted to see her, wanted to fiercely spit on her. She hated Yun Ru Xi for ruthlessly destroying her innocence.

Walking into the outer hall, then the inner hall, and then the inner room. The two sides of the hall were filled with palace maids and eunuchs.

Gradually, she could smell the fragrance of the ambergris. It was a type of fragrance commonly used by ancient emperors. On the other hand, Xi Men Rui Xue preferred heavy fragrance. That smell was not greasy but smooth, giving people a refreshing feeling.

"Madam Qin, please wait." Just as they were about to enter the inner room, the eunuch ordered in a low voice.

Xiu Wanru had no choice but to stop and say, "Ruo'er, mother's words must be remembered. Don't be afraid."

Zhiruo nodded. "Mother, I understand."

Who was that 'concubine'?

He really didn't know what the Emperor wanted to ask, but he was wrong to ask. She didn't know anything.

After crossing the high threshold of the inner chamber, the fragrance of the ambergris became even stronger, as if it was trying to cover up some strange smell.

Outside the room, kneeling on the floor were Xi Men Rui Xue and a few men with god-like looks. They should all be princes, right? At the very edge of the room, if he saw Xi Men Rui Wu, he would come too.

However, with so many people and the fact that she was from the emperor, it was not suitable for her to ask about this at this critical juncture. With just a glance, she followed the eunuch and continued walking forward.

After a few more steps, they crossed the threshold and the eunuch in front of them stopped. He respectfully knelt behind the screen in the inner room. "Your Majesty, Miss Qin has arrived."

A low cough came from behind the screen, followed by an aged voice, "Little An, you and Miss Qin stay behind. Everyone else can leave."

"Yes."

The servants in the room immediately left with their heads down, not daring to breathe. The door closed behind Zhiruo, and after smelling the air in the room for a long time, she finally understood why the fragrance of the ambergris was so strong.

She stood there with her head bowed. She really didn't know why the Emperor had asked her to enter the palace.

"Ruo Ruo, come here." The elderly voice came from behind the screen again, causing her to involuntarily jump over the screen. Only then did she see that there was a dragon bed behind the screen, and the emperor was weakly lying on it.

Compared to before, the current Emperor was much older. The only difference was that his eyes were still brimming with vitality, as though they could see through a person's heart.

At this moment, he no longer seemed like a lofty emperor. He was just an old man in his twilight years, like a candle in the wind.

Ruo Ruo walked over and knelt on the soft cushion in front of the bed. "Your Imperial Majesty is fortunate. Ruo Ruo is here."

"Little An, please sit." Although the emperor's voice was still loud and clear, there was a faint tremble in his voice.

Little An took a chair and placed it in front of the bed. Ruo Ruo didn't put on airs, she just sat there and spoke in a more relaxed manner. Seeing her sit down, the emperor smiled. "Ruo Ruo, your every move and appearance is similar to your mother's."

"Your majesty, who's my mother?" She was curious. Xiu Wanru had said long ago that she was not her biological mother, but everyone in the world wanted to know who her biological mother was.

"Little An, bring me that box." He turned his head to look at Little An and eagerly waved his hand in anticipation.

"Yes."

It was called a box, but it was more like a box. It was long and thin, and when it was opened, one could see a picture scroll inside.

Little An was about to take the painting when the emperor said, "Put it on the bed. I'll do it myself." His Majesty was leaning on the bed when he suddenly sat up, but immediately followed by a series of coughs. That cough startled Little An so much that she hurried over to support him and place a pillow on his back. "Your Majesty, let this servant come."

The emperor waved his hand. "Leave."

"Yes." Little An silently withdrew. The emperor insisted that there was nothing he could do.

The emperor took out a painting and slowly unfurled it. "Ruo Ruo, look, who's on this painting?" His benevolent smile made him look like a kind father, "Ruo Ruo, is it like you?"

The woman lowered her head slightly, as if she was reading a book. Her eyebrows couldn't conceal the smile on her face, and she couldn't help but reach out her hand to touch the face of the girl in the painting. The elephant, was indeed an elephant, "Your Majesty, who is she?"

"Zhiruo, you really lost your memories. Sigh, it's a pity that I won't be able to wait for you to recover your memories. Zhiruo, I'll tell you right now, she is your mother."

"Mother …" "Your majesty," she cried softly, her eyes unblinking as she looked at the woman in the painting. "Where is my mother now?" She really wanted to see her mother. The feeling of meeting her mother would definitely be different. Just thinking about it made her very excited.

The emperor's lips parted but he did not say a word. He only reached out to take out another painting from the long box before spreading it out and carefully examining the woman within the painting.

Thus, the two of them continued to look at the painting one by one. When they finished looking at the last one, the emperor sighed and mumbled with his lips after a long while, "Ruo Ruo, your mother is my wife."

She couldn't help but to take a few steps back. She remembered that when she first met Xiu Wanru, she had already told her that the Emperor was investigating the disappearance of Ruoruo, and the meaning of her words was naturally to tell her that Ruoruo was long gone.

Heavens, the joy she felt when she first saw those portraits was once again displeased by one of the Emperor's concubines.

Mom was gone.

"Your majesty, you lied to me." If her mother was such a concubine, then her father would naturally be … That is …

Looking at the emperor, Ruo Ruo didn't dare to think anymore.

That was because she thought of the intimate relationship between Ximen Ruixue and herself.

God, if they were siblings, then... Then...

She wanted to smash her head into the pillar of the house.

"Little An, bring me the bowl." Coughing once again, the emperor instructed once more.

She didn't dare to think or do anything. What she just found out was too shocking, so shocked that she didn't know how to face it. She panicked and continued to retreat, but by the time her back touched the wall, she had nowhere to retreat to.

Little An brought over a small blue and white porcelain bowl. At the same time, he held a dagger in his hand. He looked at the dagger in the bowl.

But at this moment, she felt a sense of humiliation.

The Emperor didn't believe her, but her mother.

If he trusted his mother, the Emperor definitely wouldn't have to bind her with blood.

She gave a mournful smile, unable to process what she had just learned in her mind. Waving her hand, she stopped Little An from approaching. "Your Majesty, if it weren't for your daughter."

For the moment, she would rather she wasn't.

Since he didn't believe her, then he shouldn't take her as his daughter.

She didn't want such a father.

"Cough …" "Cough …" After a series of coughing sounds, Little An hurriedly put down his bowl and dagger, ran over to the bed, and took out a handkerchief, handing it over.

Covering her mouth with her hand, the handkerchief immediately covered her mouth and let out another cough. This cough was so loud that it caused her heart to feel as if it was jumping out of her chest.