Memoirs of the Emperor of Heaven

"Princess, this is the luminous pearl that the prince entrusted to you from the East China Sea. We can't even buy it here. Look, how beautiful it is."

Rong Le took a look and said, "Put it in the warehouse."

The maid looked at the luminous pearl with a look of envy in her eyes: "Princess, you should hang it up, it's the lord's heart."

Nian Xia reprimanded at the side: "Wangfei tells you to go, so go, why are there so many words."

The maid had no choice but to back away despondently, Nian Xia glanced at Rong Le, frowned secretly, not knowing what Rong Le thought about this Prince Li.

To say that they have a bad relationship, Li Wang sent all kinds of expensive gifts to Rongle every day, and Rongle accepted them all. From the outsiders' perspective, they are also a loving and well-matched couple who respect each other as guests.But no one knows, in fact, they haven't even had sex until now.

Although Nian Xia didn't know the specific reason, she could guess that it was mostly because of Rong Qi, but if Rong Le had Rong Qi in her heart, why would she be so resolute in marrying Zongzheng Wuyou.

She was thinking about something, but she saw Li Wang walking quietly from the door, gestured to her to keep silent, quietly walked around behind Rongle, and suddenly hugged her.

Rong Le let out an exclamation, turned her head and saw that it was Zongzheng Wuyou, then gave up struggling, but as if inadvertently, quietly pushed his hand around her waist away.

Nian Xia wisely exited the room silently, and closed the door by the way.

Rong Le took a small step back and said, "My lord, you came back so early today."

Seeing her obvious avoidance, Zongzheng Wuyou couldn't help but look a little gloomy.

"Le'er, you promised me—"

"My lord." Rong Le said first, "You promised to give me time."

"I promised." Zongzheng Wuyou looked at her and raised his eyebrows lightly, "But you also promised me that you will give me a chance."

He took a step forward: "Le'er, I am willing to wait for you, but you always avoid me like this, so I can't see any hope. I don't know if I have the patience to wait—"

Rong Le interrupted him: "My lord, you don't have to wait for me."

Zongzheng Wuyou said those words on the spur of the moment just now, and he already regretted it in his heart. Seeing that Rong Le was angry and wanted to separate himself from him, he couldn't help panicking, and grabbed her hand.

"Le'er, that's not what I meant."

Rong Le just lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

In all fairness, Zongzheng Wuyou has indeed been very, very tolerant towards her. Not to mention anything else, he has been married for half a year, and he has always treated each other with courtesy and never forced her. How many husbands can do this?

She also tried to have intimate contact with him, but for some reason, as long as she got close to him, she felt uncomfortable all over her body, and she didn't feel at all like being with——

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, feeling so sad that she couldn't express it in words.

In the past few months, there has been a thought that has been lingering in her mind.She felt that she had killed him.Because of her and his unethical behavior, the heavens punished him and killed him.

However, I have tried my best to make up for it, married into another country, made a clean break with the past, and sincerely prayed to the gods, hoping that I would bear all the guilt and not blame him, why did this happen in the end?

Zongzheng Wuyou looked at her silently, thinking that she was still angry with him, so he put his arm around her waist, and coaxed softly: "Le'er, what I just said was angry, you I don’t know, my father came to me today, saying that you haven’t been pregnant for half a year, and you want me to have more concubines. Don’t worry, I never agreed, and even had a fight with him..."

Rongle's heart moved, knowing that Zongzheng Wuyou had put in good intentions in order to silence Youyou's audience. Not only did he deliberately get a so-called secret recipe for begging for the eldest princess, but he also deliberately stayed in her room for everyone to see—no one knew who he was. He just rolled up his bed and slept on the ground, and now he has a quarrel with his father because of her.

Suddenly she made a decision.

If she didn't tell her about it, her conscience would be uneasy.

She raised her eyes and said softly, "Wuyou, I have something that I have never told you."

Zongzheng Wuyou was flattered and held Rongle's hand tightly.

"Le'er, you rarely call my name."

She lowered her head and dared not look at him: "I told you before that I once liked someone."

Zongzheng Wuyou nodded: "I know."

Rong Le told him not long after they got married, and asked him to give her a little more time to forget about that person. Although he was a little surprised at the time, he still agreed.

Rong Le said in a low voice: "What I didn't tell you at the time was that, in fact, that person and I have already—"

Zongzheng looked at her worry-free.

She looked up at him and said nothing more.

She didn't want to deliberately hide it from him, but she really felt ashamed to say it.Now that I confess everything, I suddenly feel relieved.

Zongzheng Wuyou was stunned for a long time before he understood what she meant, his heart seemed to be filled with frost, he was speechless for a while, and after a while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you tell me before? "

He originally thought that Rong Le was still young and said that he liked that man, but it was just a wishful crush on a young girl named Huaichun, and he didn't take it too seriously. Who would have thought that their relationship would be so deep!

Rong Le did not defend herself. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this kind of thing was intentional deception. Even if Zongzheng Wuyou was furious and wrote a divorce letter, she would have nothing to say.

Zongzheng Wuyou only felt dizzy, and asked: "In that case, why didn't you marry him?"

Rong Le bit her lip and said, "I can't marry him."

"Can't?" Zongzheng Wuyou calmed down, and sneered, "Why not? Is it because he dislikes his low official rank, or because he doesn't have enough family background to be worthy of your status as a princess?"

It's nothing more than a clichéd story about a noble girl falling in love with a poor boy, and the imperial power oppresses her and separates her. It's just a joke that I am a dignified King Li who has become a buffoon on the stage!

Rong Le could only remain silent.What can she say, that the person she fell in love with is her own brother, so she can't marry.

Zongzheng Wuyou was pacing back and forth in the room, and suddenly he reached out and threw a blue and white porcelain bottle to the ground forcefully, making a crisp sound.

Rong Le squatted down, silently picked up the fragments of the vase, accidentally cut a small opening by a sharp piece of porcelain, a few drops of blood gushed out from the wound, Zongzheng Wuyou habitually reached out to support her, and then Suddenly he came to his senses and pushed her back hard.

Rong Le staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Zongzheng Wuyou clenched his fist tightly, almost bleeding.

"Where is that man now?"

Rong Le leaned on the wall, barely stabilized his body, showing a sad expression: "He is dead."

Dead——Zongzheng Wuyou looked up in astonishment, he was actually dead?

He saw that Rong Le's sad expression did not seem to be fake, and while he was depressed, he also calmed down a little.

After all, with a dead person, there is no need to worry too much.

He gave Rong Le a cold look: "The princess told me this today, is it because she wants to stimulate the king to write a letter of divorce?"

Rong Le said honestly: "My lord has a deep affection for me, I just don't want to lie to you anymore."

Zongzheng Wuyou's face was pale, and he slowly turned his head away, with a stubborn expression and a little madness.

"If you want me to divorce you, stop thinking about it as soon as possible. Since you have married Zongzheng Wuyou as your wife, you will be the one who lives and dies. I will never let you leave me!"

After all, he slammed the door and left.

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"Princess, the prince has sent you a lot of jewelry, let me dress you up well, and go to the temple with him to pray for blessings later."

Nian Xia said while helping Rong Le comb her hair.

Rong Le looked sullen: "I'm a little tired and don't want to go out."

Nian Xia hesitated for a while, and said softly: "The prince said, this time the princes will bring their family members there, and you must go too, princess."

Rong Le could only nod his head.

After Zongzheng Wuyou got angry and left that time, when he saw her again, his expression was calm. He treated her as usual, and instead of reducing the gifts, he sent more gifts. He even offered to take her out for shopping.

However, when he did these things, it was too unnatural, like the calm before a volcanic eruption, and he could vaguely feel the suppressed anger.

What's more troublesome is that he always means something inside or outside the words...

Rong Le rubbed his forehead, wondering if it was a mistake for him to choose to tell him the truth.

What she originally thought was that she was not willing to lie to Zongzheng Wuyou anymore, whether he wanted to write a letter of divorce, or willing to let the past go, it was a result she could accept.If he can forgive her, she will try her best to forget everything in the past and be a respectful couple with him.Even if she can't have a heart-to-heart relationship, she can still do her duty as a wife.

But now, Zongzheng Wuyou couldn't bear the thorn in his heart, and he was unwilling to let it go, which put both of them in such an embarrassing situation.

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Zongzheng Wuyou stood beside the carriage, staring at the air in a daze.

It's not that he doesn't know that his current state is very bad and wrong, but he just can't control the jealousy and hatred in his heart.

When he thought of his newlywed wife, whom he regarded as a treasure and was reluctant to touch, who had once tactfully made love under another man, it was as if a pinch of small flames had ignited in his internal organs, boiling the blood all over his body.

No matter what, he would never set her free.This is what she owes him.

"My lord." Zongzheng turned around worry-free, and saw that Rong Le was wearing a light lake green narrow-sleeved heavy lotus satin gown, embroidered with light gold-woven magnolia flowers, and simply pinned on a crystal-clear jasper phoenix hairpin, looking graceful Qingli and good-looking, he couldn't help but feel a little softer in his heart, and stepped forward to take her arm actively.

Rong Le didn't refuse, she knew that although Zongzheng Wuyou looked normal these days, he was actually on the verge of erupting at any time, so she had to follow him a little.

In the temple, Rong Le casually bowed for a few times, and then came out alone with an excuse to breathe.

She once prayed devoutly to heaven, hoping that God would protect her brother Qi, but what happened?

She thought coldly, it can be seen that the gods and Buddhas all over the sky are unreliable, so why should she worship again.

Rong Le came out of the lobby and walked slowly to the back mountain. He saw the lush bamboo forest, and there were occasional birdsong above, which was crisp and sweet, which calmed down his mood a little.

She walked leisurely and came to a dry well that had been abandoned for a long time. Suddenly, she remembered the scene when she and Rong Qi dug out two altars of green bamboo leaves by the courtyard in the corner of the back garden of Yuqing Palace. , I lost my mind for a moment, as if waking up from a dream, people can't be sure that the good memories of the past really existed, or they were just wishful thinking.

I had already decided not to believe in any gods anymore, but for some reason, I felt sad in my heart, and prayed silently——

She is willing to pay any price, as long as she can see him again.

A gentle voice came from behind.

"fun."

She turned her head and followed the voice, feeling dazed for a while, almost thinking that she was hallucinating again.

Beside the abandoned well with dead vines, old trees, he was wearing a snow-white gown with clean sleeves, letting the fallen leaves fall on his shoulders, as bright as fresh snow on a high mountain, spotless, bright eyes, looking at her intently, like the moon in his eyes Hua Xinghuo.

Everything is like yesterday.

The author has something to say: I drove a fake car the day before yesterday and increased two favorites. Yesterday Suzaku confessed his love and was rejected, and the two favorites fell back again. He vomited blood.I don't think there was any big problem with yesterday's chapter, isn't it popular now that it's bitter before sweet.Although my cookies are okay, but do you really want me to make them for you every day?