Yuqiongyin

A depressing atmosphere permeated the Cining Palace.

The Queen Mother was sitting upright on the phoenix chair, listening with a gloomy face to the news from the previous dynasty today. When those shocking words reached her ears, the Queen Mother felt a black screen in front of her eyes and the world started to spin.

If it weren't for the quick-witted Eunuch Zhao who came to her rescue in time and supported her, she would have fainted.

The Queen Mother held the handkerchief tightly in her hand. Her knuckles turned white from holding it too tightly, and the handkerchief was crumpled beyond recognition.

"The Xie family... are really great! They can play such a wonderful hand..."

Eunuch Zhao, who was standing by, had an anxious look on his face. He lowered his voice and asked anxiously, "Empress Dowager, how should we deal with this now? The Duke of Zhenguo's actions are clearly forcing the Emperor to issue an order for you to come forward and resolve this matter!"

Hearing this, the Queen Mother turned her head sharply, glared at Eunuch Zhao fiercely, and said sternly:

"It's all that bitch's fault! I shouldn't have trusted the queen so easily. She usually pretends to be well-behaved and docile, but who would have thought she is such a vicious person, full of schemes and intrigues!"

After saying this, the Queen Mother was so angry that her whole body was shaking and her chest was heaving violently.

"The Xie family can't keep him!"

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The desolation of Minghua Palace forms a sharp contrast with its former bustle. It is now the place where Ming Fei is confined. She was once the most favored concubine in the six palaces, but now she is imprisoned here.

A few days ago, Concubine Ming received news that she was under house arrest because of a conspiracy carefully planned by the Queen Mother.

The turbulent undercurrent in the harem dragged her into it, but fortunately the queen was well prepared and did not lose her child. She was only confined to her room for three months.

Although she hated the Queen Mother, she also understood that the Emperor's favor was the key to her survival and revenge in the palace, and she had to regain it.

She is naturally talented and is good at poetry and songs.

While the Emperor was upset about the Empress' affairs, Concubine Ming began to compose some sad and affectionate poems, and ordered the most loyal palace maid around her to secretly take these poems out of the palace and find ways to deliver them to Wei Ming.

While reviewing the piled up memorials, Wei Ming saw these familiar handwritings and a string in his heart began to tremble slightly.

Ming Fei had been with him for more than three years. Whenever he had something on his mind, he would always go to Ming Fei. She was his confidant and the person who understood his feelings the best.

Although Wei Ming was disappointed with her, he wanted to see Ming Fei more now, so he stood up and decided to go to Minghua Palace.

The moment Wei Ming stepped into Minghua Palace, he saw Concubine Ming sitting alone in the courtyard.

She was wearing a moon-white plain brocade dress with a few pale plum blossoms embroidered on the hem. She was also wearing a white gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing. There were a few loose threads on the gauze, as if it had been pulled accidentally, showing a bit of fragility.

The neckline was simply folded and tied loosely with a white ribbon, revealing a small piece of white skin with a faint red tinge, as if it had been soaked by tears. The folds on the skirt were a little messy, as if they were twisted by sorrow.

Her hair was not tied up in a gorgeous bun, but was loosely tied up with a white jade hairpin. A few strands of black hair fell on her shoulders, swaying with her slight movements, making her look even more pitiful.

There was a small light pink flower on her forehead, but it looked a little dull because of the faint traces of tears at the slightly red corners of her eyes.

When Ming Fei saw the figure she had been thinking about day and night, tears instantly welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

She quickly stood up and bowed, her voice soft and trembling: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be well."

Wei Ming looked at the slightly thin but still beautiful Ming Fei in front of him, and felt a pang of pain in his heart, but he still said coldly: "Get up."

Concubine Ming stood up and personally served Wei Ming the pre-rain Longjing tea she had carefully brewed.

Wei Ming took the teacup and took a sip. The familiar taste made him feel as if he had returned to the good times he had spent with Concubine Ming in the past.

"Your Majesty, during my confinement, I reflected on myself and am fully aware of my past mistakes. But my love for you has never diminished. Please allow me to play another song for you."

Ming Fei said in a low voice, her eyes full of affection.

"That's right."

She picked up the pipa beside her and played a song called "Chang Xiang Si". The sound of the pipa was like crying and complaining, echoing in the palace.

After the song was over, Wei Ming was touched. He walked forward and held Ming Fei's hand, with a hint of guilt in his voice, "Ni'er, I made you suffer."

Ming Fei leaned into Wei Ming's arms, tears falling down her cheeks, and she said softly, "I am not miserable. As long as the emperor still has me in his heart, everything is worth it."

Seeing Ming Fei crying so sadly, Wei Ming hugged Ming Fei tightly and comforted her softly: "Ni'er, don't worry, you will still have a child."

Ming Fei's body trembled, and she leaned into Wei Ming's arms, looking very pitiful, and asked softly: "Your Majesty...is it true?"

"Of course! Heaven can bear witness to my feelings for you! Ni'er, don't you understand? We will definitely have another child!"

"Yes, there will be more. There will be more."

Ming Fei's jade hands gently stroked Wei Ming's chest. Her movements were light and slow, like a breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up tiny ripples and making Wei Ming's heart tremble slightly.

Wei Ming suddenly felt an impulse and he couldn't help but lower his head. His warm lips accurately pressed against Ming Fei's lips.

This kiss was like dry wood meeting fire, instantly igniting the long-suppressed passion between the two.

At this moment, the bedroom was filled with an ambiguous and passionate atmosphere.

Ming Fei's clothes had been half-pulled down to her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin.

She lay weakly and delicately on the bed, her beautiful eyes slightly opened, looking at Wei Ming in front of her with a dazed gaze.

However, when she saw the strong desire that could not be concealed in Wei Ming's eyes, her heart trembled involuntarily, and she shyly avoided his sight, as if she no longer had the courage to look him in the eye.

After all, such naked desire is hard to resist.

Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and she recalled the past.

Since several months ago, the emperor has not set foot in her bedroom again, let alone have sex with her.

Ming Fei was alone guarding this cold palace, and the loneliness of the night overwhelmed her like a tide.

I have woken up in the middle of the night countless times, looking at the empty palace, my heart filled with loss and loneliness.

She was in her youth and had strong needs. This long period of time was undoubtedly an unbearable torture for her.

Fortunately, the emperor has come to see her now...

Wei Ming looked at her shy appearance, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart, "Ni'er...will it hurt?"

Faced with Wei Ming's passionate offensive, Ming Fei's long-hidden desire was completely awakened...

She shook her head, "Your Majesty... Ni'er is not afraid! For our child!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ming hugged Ming Fei tightly, feeling her body trembling...

Ming Fei closed her eyes, cried out, and let herself sink into endless pleasure...