After saying that, Jin Canghan turned and left.
The Queen Mother hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "Han'er, wait a minute, you really misunderstood. The Queen Mother really didn't do anything."
Jin Canghan's face was gloomy: "You didn't do it, but he did!"
"It was him who asked me to stand in for her and marry her. It was also him who asked me to stand in for her on the wedding night. Since he made such a decision, it means that he didn't want her to be his wife. It means that he has given up on her!"
"In that case, why can't I have her? Why can't I have my child?"
For the first time, Jin Canghan bravely and directly expressed his thoughts and needs in front of the Queen Mother.
"Am I not worthy enough to appear before the world, or even to have a woman and a child of my own?"
Jin Canghan's eyes were fierce and his aura was gloomy. The Queen Mother was so frightened by him that she took a step back involuntarily.
She had always known that her youngest son had a gloomy temper and that his hands were stained with blood, but she had never imagined that he would look at her like this.
"Han'er..."
Jin Canghan ignored her, strode to the window, flew out of Yonghe Palace, and rushed towards Jingren Palace.
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As soon as the emperor left, a figure swept in from the window like the wind.
He was wearing a navy blue eunuch's uniform, with an ordinary but expressionless face, and deep red and cold eyes, which revealed a bloodthirsty aura.
Chunyu, who was sitting beside the bed and watching carefully, heard the noise and was about to turn around when he was knocked unconscious.
Jin Canghan threw the person onto the couch at the side without any mercy, walked quickly to the bed, squatted down, and stared at the person on the bed with red eyes and anxiety.
He wanted to touch her face and feel whether she was really okay, but his outstretched hand hesitated and did not dare to touch her face. He could only vaguely touch her slightly pale face.
In his eyes, she was always bright and lively, whether it was her unusual enthusiasm and strength that was different from other women on her wedding night, or her laughter and joy among the flowers in the backyard on ordinary days.
But now, she lies here so pale and lifeless.
Those bloodless lips stung his eyes.
Even in her sleep, her slightly furrowed brows hurt his heart.
Jin Canghan's nose felt sore and he almost cried. He held her hand gently with some trembling:
"It's all my fault. I failed to protect you and our child. I deserve to die!"
"I knew they would hurt you, and I knew someone would harm you and the child, but I still left at this time. I deserve to be cut into pieces. I am not worthy of being your man, and I am not worthy of being a father!"
Jin Canghan's face was full of regret and unwillingness.
"But... But I am really angry, really angry. You actually like a man who is determined to deal with me. You actually treat a man who is not worthy of your love so well and affectionately."
"I am your man. I, Jin Canghan, am the man who will marry you, drink wedding wine with you, and spend the bridal chamber with you! Why can't you see the difference between us?"
That night, they were so close and did such intimate things, why didn't she notice anything
"In your eyes, are Jin Moli and I, Jin Canghan, the same? Is there really no difference?"
"Does Jin Moli have you in his eyes? Will he be as nervous about you as I am? Will he care about you as much as I do? Will he be like me, unable to see anyone else or any scenery except you in his eyes?"