After His Majesty's rebirth, he personally taught the queen to abuse the scumbag

Purple Palace

Under the baptism of moonlight, Ji Lingzhou is now sitting in a quiet room, looking focused and calm.

In front of him were scattered pieces of delicate porcelain. They were the ceramic doll of Cheng Mingran that he had broken before.

Now the broken remains of the porcelain doll had fallen into his hands. Ji Lingzhou pinched a piece of fine bone glue and carefully applied it on each piece of debris. Then, gently, as if performing a silent ritual, he glued them together one by one.

Ji Lingzhou's eyes were deep, affectionate and focused, as if something very important was happening in front of him.

Ji Lingzhou's bony fingers were particularly pleasing to the eye as they fell on the fragments. The bedroom was filled with the faint scent of ink and glue, which had now mixed into a unique flavor.

The moonlight filtered through the window, casting patches of light on his face, giving him a mysterious and soft glow.

At this moment, Ji Lingzhou's face did not show any impatience or irritability, but instead showed a strange patience and gentleness. Sometimes he blew gently on the bonding area to make the glue solidify faster; sometimes he gently stroked the outline of the porcelain doll, as if the porcelain doll in front of him was something he cherished.

Li Sheng had been standing by for a long time: "Your Majesty, it's already very late, why don't you take a rest first. Besides, you don't have to do this kind of thing yourself, just let the people below do it." Li Sheng had advised countless times, but Ji Lingzhou never listened.

Hey……

Li Sheng sighed silently in his heart. Can this still be put together? Some of the tiles have already broken into powder. No matter how hard you try, it won't stick.

But what about Ji Lingzhou? He seemed to be unaware of this and just quietly tried to piece the broken porcelain doll back together, as if this would restore it to its original state.

Li Sheng watched from the side for a while. He finally understood what the Queen Mother said when she brought this thing to him. "It's a pity that it's broken into pieces like this. Some of it has already turned into powder. So how can it be restored? Even if it is restored, the traces on it will always be there."

Did the Queen Mother... already know about this outcome? In fact, he felt it was quite strange that day. After all, why did the Queen Mother suddenly send these two babies?

Now that I think about it... maybe the Queen Mother had already anticipated this outcome? If that's the case, then the Queen Mother is truly an amazing person...

Ji Lingzhou spent most of the night glueing here by himself, and finally finished it, but his brows were still furrowed and he couldn't relax.

Under the moonlight, the ceramic doll lay quietly on the desk, its body covered with traces of glue, but even so, it could not conceal its jagged and broken state.

The beauty and exquisiteness of the doll can now only be found in the fragments. The once heartwarming smile on the doll's face has disappeared, replaced by cracks and broken edges.

Its limbs were no longer complete, and some parts were even completely missing, and could only be barely held together by glue. As for the places that had been shattered into foam, they were now all empty.

Although Ji Lingzhou has tried to restore the porcelain doll to its original appearance through repair, the obvious cracks and damage make it impossible to ignore its existence. It seems to be telling an irreparable regret. The originally exquisite doll is now always lingering with a deep sadness.

Looking at this porcelain doll, Li Sheng, who was standing next to it, couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret.

This ceramic doll has never been just a simple ornament. What it once carried can only slowly dissipate in ruins and regret.

Ji Lingzhou remained silent as he looked at the doll that he had put together. After a long time, he seemed to sigh: "It was all in vain." He said.

Li Sheng didn't dare to respond after hearing this. If he said the wrong thing, he would lose his head.

Ji Lingzhou took out the small box containing another ceramic doll from his side. He took out the doll and put it together with this one.

only……

Forget it, Ji Lingzhou pinched his brows, putting them together would give him a headache. After all, with the comparison, the incomplete one would be more regrettable.

However... Ji Lingzhou suddenly realized why he was doing such a meaningless thing?

"Take a rest." Ji Lingzhou looked gloomy.

"Yes, then...this..." Li Sheng didn't know how to deal with it.

Ji Lingzhou looked at the broken ceramic doll and said, "Please keep it."

Are you not going to throw it away? What's the point of keeping such a broken thing here? Li Sheng was confused, but he didn't dare to say anything. Okay...

After Cheng Mingran was sent back to Shoukang Palace, Ji Lingzhou never asked about her again.

Logically, the concubines in the harem should have paid their respects to the empress dowager, but Zhao Yunzhi said several times that she wanted to pay her respects to the empress dowager, but the empress dowager refused to see her. Now, few people are moving around in the entire Shoukang Palace.

This situation lasted for about seven or eight days...

Until this day

The white first snow quietly covers the earth, casting a mysterious veil over the world.

In the sky, snowflakes float down like elves. They dance in the air and gently fall to the ground, bringing tranquility and beauty to the world.

Some of the snowflakes are as soft as feathers, some are as fluttering as butterflies. They interweave in the air to form a beautiful picture.

On the ground, the first snow was like a white canvas, allowing people to leave their footprints on it. The palace servants stepped on it, making a crackling sound.

Shoukang Palace

snowy night

At the end of the long corridor, Cheng Mingran stood quietly, her figure looking particularly weak under the dim light. Her eyes looked through the cold railings at the snow-covered scenery outside.

She seems to have lost some weight in the past two days...

Cheng Mingran's face was pale and thin, and her long black hair fluttered gently in the night wind, intertwining with the snowflakes, as if her inner sorrow was dancing in the cold.

As she watched, tears began to sparkle in her eyes. All the tears accumulated in her eyes but could not fall down. She looked so pitiful. If anyone saw her, they would probably just feel heartache, right?

The snowflakes slowly fell in her sight. Cheng Mingran gently raised her hand, and the snow fell gently on the palm of her hand and melted in an instant, but the cool touch still fell on the tip of her heart, making her whole body cold.