Chapter 898： Emperor white moonlight seventy-nine

Chapter 898 Emperor White Moonlight Seventy-nine

Ruan Ruan is still dressed in bright yellow phoenix clothes, luxurious and elegant.

Sima Ziyu was lying on the bed, his eyes were not very good.

Looking at Ruan Ruan like this, I thought it was back to the year of the big wedding.

She also seems to be wearing this kind of clothes, is it yellow or red?

I always feel that it was only a few years ago, why can't I remember it?

Sima Ziyu was a little puzzled and a little annoyed.

Looking at Ruan Ruan from a distance, many emotions rose in my heart.

"Your Majesty." After Ruan Ruan approached, he spoke slowly, with a rare coldness in his voice.

Such a queen is too unfamiliar.

Sima Ziyu thought he was in a dream.

In a few dreams, he felt that what he said to the queen was a little heavy.

Therefore, the rare little guilt is actually in a dream.

But he is an emperor and has his own pride. Even if he felt that what he said at the beginning was too heavy, he didn't want to tell the queen, let alone express his guilt to the queen.

He is the emperor, he can’t be wrong.

He was wrong, and it wasn't his fault either.

But at this moment, looking at Ruan Ruan with a cold face, Ruan Ruan with raised eyebrows, and Ruan Ruan who no longer remembered the soft and kind Ruan Ruan, Sima Ziyu was a little confused, and some couldn't tell what happened today. Xi.

"Queen, you..." Sima Ziyu raised his hand and wanted to say something, but before he could say a word, he was startled by his rough voice.

The hand also fell down again weakly.

"The emperor is the son of the heavenly family and the destined emperor. How did he end up like this now that he has no strength to stretch out his hand?" Ruan Ruan spoke calmly, imitating the way Sima Ziyu said about the original owner.

One sentence, with a bit of indescribable sarcasm.

After Sima Ziyu heard it, the whole person was not well.

"You really hate me." Sima Ziyu originally thought that the queen was gentle and kind, and she would not care about the past, but now it seems that it is not.

She still remembers, she still hates.

"If you talk about hatred, you can't talk about it. After all, the emperor is right. The concubine is the daughter of an aristocratic family. She is smart and cunning. It is also the concubine who deserves the death of two sons." With a smile, there was an indescribable temptation in his voice.

Sima Ziyu only felt that his emotions were up and down. Looking at the increasingly unfamiliar queen in front of him, he wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and he couldn't say anything.

Seeing Sima Ziyu like this, Ruan Ruan sneered, and continued, "So, the concubine has awakened, no longer kind, and no longer pretends to be arrogant and generous in order to maintain the peace of the harem. In fact, the concubine hates it. Extremely every woman in the harem, every woman who robbed my husband, but who made the husband of the courtier and concubine the emperor, destined not to belong to me, and destined for the imperial power, will not feel sorry for me, nor will I protect me."

Sima Ziyu closed his eyes slightly and didn't want to speak, but Ruan Ruan continued: "The emperor clearly knew that the death of the eldest son had nothing to do with Concubine Min Gui, but at that time Concubine Min Gui's father made great contributions, in order to appease the previous dynasty, you pretended not to know and pressed In this matter, you think that the concubine is a generous and tolerant person, and you don’t care so much, but you are wrong, the pain of losing a child, you don’t feel the pain, but the concubine hurts.”

The original owner had been seriously ill for more than three months because of the death of the eldest son, and it was not until he was pregnant with the youngest son that the whole person recovered a little.

As an emperor, Sima Ziyu felt that after the rain and the dew, there would be no shortage of princes.

So, it doesn't matter if you lose one.

But for the original owner, it was her only child at the time, and her first child.

That kind of deep pain, now the little fox seems to be able to feel it.