There was silence in the air for a long time, and the black shadow on the main hall said, "Then what happens next..."

Yu Wenjing closed his eyes lightly,

"The floods in the south have not subsided yet. It is not impossible for those lowly refugees to squeeze into the capital after being displaced."

The people under my command immediately understood, "Yes. I will start to do it now."

After the figure disappeared from the hall, after a while, a person came over.

The steps were very light, but he could tell who it was as soon as he heard it.

He raised his eyes indifferently and saw Su Yingxiu in a blue dress standing in front of her.

She wears very little jewelry, not even a pair of earrings.

But she always wears her veil.

Although she is plain and indifferent, the tranquility in her eyes will make anyone who sees her feel cold and charming.

Su Yingxiu sat down next to him and helped him check the injury on his hand.

A few days ago, his hand was pricked by sawdust. The wound has long since healed, but she still makes a point of checking it.

If it were someone else, Yu Wenjing would not doubt that they had other thoughts.

But the person beside him now is Su Yingxiu.

He looked sideways at her.

The surroundings were quiet, and he only looked at her quietly.

She didn't keep him waiting long.

There are no lamps in the hall, and the closer you get to the main seat, the darker it becomes, but fortunately there is moonlight falling in from the window.

She said, "There is a flood in Beiyu, and refugees from the capital are pouring in. Unrest is bound to happen. What good will it do to you then?"

Yu Wenjing looked at her and smiled.

He knew that she heard their direct conversation.

He wasn't going to hide it from her either.

He was extremely honest with her.

But the dissolute tone made his words lack any sincerity.

"While the chaos breaks out, I will be the emperor."

Su Yingxiu looked at him quietly.

He put his hand to her face, separated by a veil.

It's like lingering, but also like greed.

He spoke quietly, completely different from his arrogant image in the past.

Quietly, he seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Now that I am a king, it is just a false name.

My mother-in-law was honored during her lifetime, but after her death, she was not even allowed to enter her mausoleum.

Did you know that a talented person's identity, without a specific purpose, can only be turned into a handful of ashes and scattered in the tomb?

In the palace, except for those with high status, talents, and prostitutes, most of them end up like this.

Throw it into an inner alley and burn it in a fire.

After burning, nothing remains but a handful of ashes.

Then, the palace servants responsible for cleaning would collect it and sprinkle it casually on the tomb.

No one will worship him, and his name will not be recorded in the palace records."

Such is the case with his mother-in-law.

He was deprived of his title and demoted to Lin Cairen.

I spent most of my life with my father, but in the end, I ended up with no bones left.

When he heard the news and rushed over, he only saw burnt ashes.

He brought back all the ashes...

But even he himself couldn't tell who else belonged to those gray ashes besides his mother and concubine.

His hand moved from her cheek to her eyebrows.

The emotion in her eyes was very quiet, but she could see the pain in his heart.

"I know that my father is expressing his anger, but he is too ruthless."

He is so callous that people doubt whether he has ever been in love.

He started to outline the outline of her eyebrows. His fingertips were cold and he felt a little cold inside.

He said, "Now that my father has passed away, I can't do anything else.
Chapter completed!