Just as Nanyan guessed.
In the Palace of Yanxi Palace, the candlelight was shining, but it was not brightly lit.
So when Zhu Feng walked in, he even felt a little dark, but with a single glance, he saw Qin Ruolan sitting at the table, looking at her quietly.
The flickering candlelight on the table was reflected in those clear eyes.
Zhu Feng's breathing sank slightly.
He likes swords and famous horses more than women, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't feel the beauty and ugliness of women.
Besides, it's Qin Ruolan's peerless beauty.
Looking at the beauty by candlelight is even more touching than ever.
However, the throbbing in Zhu Feng's heart did not come from the heartbeat.
It was a pain that had been away from him for too long, as if he had almost forgotten since Si Nanyan appeared in front of his eyes.
At this time, it suddenly came alive.
He took a deep breath, walked over slowly, and sat down.
"Today is your birthday."
Qin Ruolan raised her clear eyes and said softly, "It's hard for the emperor to remember."
"I didn't remember it either,"
Zhu Feng said coldly: "However, I heard that Nanyan has prepared a birthday gift for you."
"..."
"It's just that it seems that I haven't had time to send it over."
Qin Ruolan's thin shoulders twitched slightly.
Her figure is extraordinarily elegant, slender and fit, just like a pear blossom on the bank of the river, even if she trembles, it is like a trembling flower branch, giving people an extraordinarily beautiful feeling.
But this moment was branded in Zhu Feng's eyes, but it was only dazzling.
Subconsciously, he turned his gaze away.
Seeing his indifference, Qin Ruolan's face turned even paler. She smiled and said softly: "The emperor really loves the imperial concubine and empress."
"..."
"I was worried that someone would be unfavorable to her, so the people I arranged were carefully selected by the emperor."
"..."
"The emperor will personally pay attention to any of her actions."
She chuckled.
"There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand dote on one body."
"..."
"That's not an exaggeration."
Zhu Feng gave her a cold look: "These things don't seem to have anything to do with you."
Qin Ruolan smiled again, but this smile was full of sourness.
She said: "Indeed, who the emperor wants to favor has nothing to do with me."
"..."
"But there is one thing I want to ask the emperor."
"What's up?"
"The emperor wants to give birth to a prince with the imperial concubine to replace the king of Wei, right?"
Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "Zhen, I never said that."
"But the emperor is doing this."
"... I, what did you do?"
"In the past ten years, the emperor has never missed the harem. Even if the concubine is by his side, the emperor has never looked at it."
Hearing this, Zhu Feng sneered.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhen, it's not that I don't want to take another look at you."
"..."
"I, I don't even want to look at you!"
Qin Ruolan's slender body trembled slightly, those words, like a knife, pierced straight into her heart.
She smiled sadly.
Tears flickered faintly in those bright eyes of Jianshui.
She said sadly: "I know, I know the emperor hates me."
"..."
"So all these years, they gave me everything, but they didn't even look at me."
"Since you know, what do you want to do when you invite me over tonight?"
"..."
Qin Ruolan took a deep breath, swallowed all the tears forcefully, and said with a choked voice, "I don't know what kind of feelings the emperor has for the imperial concubine, but Cheng Xuan—"
"..."
"Could it be that the emperor doesn't even have any father-son affection for him?"
Zhu Feng's eyes turned red all of a sudden.
He raised his head, stared fiercely at the beautiful woman in front of him, but was so weak that he seemed to fall under his gaze, and said through gritted teeth: "If not, I wouldn't have raised him to such a big age."
"..."
"If not, I won't let him stay by my side!"
Qin Ruolan said stubbornly: "Yes, the emperor raised him, and the emperor also transferred him to his side, and even made him king of Wei."
"..."
"But Your Majesty, ask yourself—"
"..."
"Do you really have the feelings of a father for a son to him?"
At this moment, Zhu Feng's stern face suddenly sank.
He stared at Qin Ruolan, and said word by word: "Qin Ruolan, you want too much!"
Qin Ruolan looked at him sadly, with tears shining, and said desolately: "Twelve years."
"..."
"I don't want anything for these twelve years."
"..."
"Even my beloved, I don't have to fight for it. Just for such a child."
"..."
"Does the emperor still think that I want more?"
Zhu Feng didn't speak.
He just clenched his fists tightly, snapping his fingers.
Qin Ruolan looked at him, smiled sadly, and said: "If the emperor really thinks that I want too much, he can take everything away. Anything the emperor gives me can be taken away, and I will be penniless."
"..."
"I just ask the emperor to treat him as your own son."
"..."
"He is your own son!"
With a "snap", Zhu Feng's palm slapped heavily on the table. It was almost true that the table was about to fall apart, and the candlestick was directly shaken to the ground, sparks flying everywhere.
Candle, extinguished.
The two faced each other heavily in the darkness.
The breathing is heavy and the heartbeat is even heavier.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Ruolan said softly, "Your Majesty, I—"
However, before she could speak, she suddenly heard footsteps in the darkness, and immediately, the door was opened.
Zhu Feng left without looking back.
Qin Ruolan stood blankly in the darkness.
The distant figure was like a gust of cold wind, taking away the last bit of warmth in her body in an instant.
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This was the first night that Nan Yan spent alone after being conferred the title of imperial concubine.
She was afraid that if she fell asleep, Zhu Feng would come again, so she kept trying not to sleep.
The eyelids were heavy as if they had dropped lead.
However, no matter how much she persisted, she finally sat on the head of the bed and slept through the night.
Woke up the next morning with a stiff neck.
However, she was still in the same posture as last night, no one came in to hug her to the bed, and no one covered her with a warm coat, so that her shoulders were cold from the cold.
Zhu Feng, really didn't come.
She raised her head and looked at the neatly made bed without even moving the quilt.
In my heart, there was a little unspeakable feeling for no reason.
Although, I have known that he is the emperor, it is impossible to really only spoil myself alone, and I have to persuade him when necessary—rain and dew are all covered.
Thinking is one thing, though.
After really experiencing it, it turned out that it was not as easy as imagined.
She sighed softly.
But at this moment, the door behind him was pushed open with a bang.