Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 2263: Love that spans thousands of years (7)

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

The road to hell was paved for him with her own hands from the day she entered the palace.

The front court and the back court are very involved.

If someone with her status wants to win over the forces and gain a firm seat in the court, she must learn to be tolerant.

Only by enduring what ordinary people cannot endure can you achieve great things.

She never allowed herself to be favored exclusively, and once Mo Ye came to Shimmer Palace too many times, she would pretend to be sick.

Whenever there was a vacancy in the court, Mo Nightclub would ask her about the candidate in a subtle way.

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

But in the end, she would choose a few due to Mo Ye's enthusiasm. She actually knew that Mo Ye allowed her to expand her power in the court.

Mo Ye also knew that she no longer had sincerity and was always on guard.

After three years of separation, she didn't complain at all when she came back. One hundred and eighteen members of the Luo family died unexpectedly, but she always lowered her head and chuckled: "It's all over."

What kind of hatred is there, and how can it pass.

Even he couldn't forgive himself, let alone her

He understands her, he understands her so well. Her eyes were as tender as water, but in her heart, she was afraid that layers of stone walls had already been built to prevent outsiders from entering.

So even though he knew that she was constantly accumulating power in the palace, he always relied on her.

He even used his own rights to help her expand her power.

Everyone in the front court and back court praised her for her general knowledge, except for the Nalan clan with an army of 300,000 people.

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

Then you can't keep it.

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

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

She smiled coldly and without any hesitation went to the secret guard to get the abortion pill. She aborted the child without saying a word and blamed Nalan Ying.

Mo Ye's only prince, the Nalan family was instantly defeated. Even Nalan Wei, the general who had achieved fruitful battles, could not escape the fate of beheading.

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

After a long while, he finally asked in a low voice and choked with sobs: "Do you love me?"

In fact, it was not painful for her to lose her child. That is their flesh and blood, an innocent life that has not yet been born.

She gritted her teeth, unable to hold back, and shed tears. Instead of her usual soft voice, she only said sadly: "I loved you."

She once loved, waited, believed, and read.

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, a long silence.

She closed her eyes, and the moment she opened them, her tone returned to the same tone as before, and she murmured softly: "I have always loved the emperor deeply."

The strength of his arms was like deflated rubber balls, but he was still holding her tightly the next second.

I feel guilty, and my guilt is infinitely magnified.

If the original owner's family had not died, even if she no longer loved him later, he might have fallen in love with someone else.

But just because Manmen was dying, he couldn't get out of this box and slowly sank.

In the twelfth year of Mo Ye, the Chao Gang was stable.

The original owner already owned most of the power of the Mo Dynasty, and meddling in the government affairs was commonplace.

He always liked to go to the imperial kitchen in person to cook her delicacies on every seventh day of the month, as well as her favorite honey flower custard. (To be continued)