Chapter 2263 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (7)

She personally gave him a light pink sachet, which contained her favorite peach blossoms, but with a chronic poison.

The road to the underworld was paved for him by her own hands since the day she entered the palace.

The court and the back court were involved.

If she wanted to win over forces and secure her position in the court, she had to learn to be tolerant.

Only by enduring what ordinary people cannot endure can she accomplish great things.

She never allowed herself to be favored. Once Mo Ye came to Weiguang Palace more often, she would pretend to be sick.

Whenever there was a vacancy in the court, Mo Ye would always ask her indirectly about the candidate.

She always declined with a smile, and the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics.

But in the end, she would still select a few under Mo Ye's enthusiasm. She actually knew that Mo Ye would let her expand her power in the court.

Mo Ye also knew that she had lost her sincerity and was on guard everywhere.

After three years of separation, she did not complain at all when she came back. One hundred and eighteen members of the Luo family died, but she always bowed her head and smiled softly: "It's all over."

What kind of hatred is that, how can it be over.

Even he can't forgive himself, let alone her?

He understands her, he understands her so well. Her eyes are tender, but I'm afraid she has already built layers of stone walls in her heart to prevent outsiders from entering.

So even if he knows that she is constantly accumulating her own power in the palace, he has always relied on her.

Even, he used his power to help her expand her power.

The front court and the back court all praised her for knowing the general situation, except for the Nalan clan with 300,000 troops.

They have a daughter named Nalan Ying, who is Mo Ye's concubine.

Then, she can't keep it.

In the seventh year of Mo Ye, she was pregnant.

Now only the power of the Nalan family is left in the harem, the only concubine.

She smiled coldly, and almost without any hesitation asked the secret guard to bring abortion pills, and aborted the child without saying a word, blaming Nalan Ying.

The only prince of Mo Ye, the Nalan family was like a "defeat", even the general Nalan Wei, who had made great achievements in the war, could not escape the fate of beheading.

In the darkness, he walked towards her step by step, stretched out his arms to hug her pale face, and cried tremblingly.

After a long time, he asked in a low and choking voice: "Do you love me?"

In fact, she was in pain when the child was aborted. That was their flesh and blood, an innocent life that had not yet been born.

She gritted her teeth, but could not hold back, and tears slid down. She changed her usual gentle voice and said sadly: "I loved."

She once loved, waited, believed, and thought.

But now, all that is left is hatred.

"Why can't we go back to the past? Why can't you love me again?"

Silence, silence, silence, silence for a long time.

She closed her eyes, and the moment she opened them, her tone returned to normal, and she whispered softly: "I have always loved the emperor."

The strength of his arms was like a deflated ball, but he still held her tightly the next second.

He felt guilty, and his guilt was infinitely magnified.

If the original owner's family had not died, even if she did not love him later, he might have fallen in love with someone else.

But it was because the whole family was dying that he could not jump out of this frame and slowly sank.

In the twelve years of Mo Ye, the government was stable.

The original owner already had the power of most of the Mo Dynasty, and it was common for him to interfere in government affairs.

He always liked to go to the imperial kitchen on the seventh day of every month to cook delicacies from the mountains and the sea for her, as well as her favorite honey flower egg custard.