The emperor said, "It's okay, I'm not here for this time, and all the affairs in the palace are managed by my beloved concubine. And the military expenses I used for war were also paid by your father. I am really grateful. A glass of turbid wine can be considered a little bit of my heart. I hope my beloved concubine will not be disgusted."

When Zhao Menger heard these words, she felt warm and her unhappiness just now also left with the wind. In this harem, and even the subjects of the entire Donghua Kingdom, who is qualified to let the emperor pour wine for him personally? Only she, Zhao Menger, can have this honor?

With a smile, she no longer refused, picked up the glass of wine that the emperor poured himself, and her face was filled with happiness.

"Then I will be disrespectful. I borrow flowers to offer Buddha here to congratulate the emperor on his triumphant return."

Jing Yuan held the wine glass and gently touched Zhao Menger, "I also wish my beloved concubine all her wishes come true and she will become more and more beautiful as she grows."

The woman smiled shyly and raised her red lips, "Your Majesty, do you know what I want?" Since he mentioned this, she happened to take advantage of the issue. Next, the emperor will definitely ask what her beloved concubine's wish is? I will definitely help her beloved concubine achieve what she wants, and then she can naturally express her thoughts.

"I naturally understand the wish of my beloved concubine."

The emperor smiled gently, which surprised her a little, "Your Majesty know?" Then his face turned red. He should indeed know that after all, she has been with him for so many years. Is he finally willing to face her now? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but bump into Xiaolu.

"Of course." The emperor answered for granted, "The beloved concubine must have the same wish as me. She hopes for good weather, peace and prosperity, and the people's living and working in peace, right?"

Zhao Menger suddenly froze. Seeing the emperor's slightly anticipated eyes, she really wanted to bite off her tongue. Of course, she didn't think so. Regardless of whether the government is peaceful or not, the people are at peace, she just wants to have a noble son with her early and grow old. This is the wish she had when she first saw him ten years ago, and it has never changed in ten years.

But now she can't say it's not, so the good image she had established in front of the emperor collapsed. So she forced a smile and said, "What the emperor said is that I do have the same thoughts as the emperor."

The two of them drank a drink and sat down. Zhao Menger was depressed and thought about her thoughts. Jing Yuan ignored these things and did not look at her again. Instead, he was eating attentively. To be honest, he was hungry and rushed back on the road, so he didn't eat well. Now he saw the table full of delicious food, how could he not have a big appetite? If there was no such extra person around him, he would have eaten more happily.

After he had almost finished eating, he seemed to notice the people around him and asked slightly differently: "My dear, why don't you eat it? Is the food not up to the taste?"

Zhao Menger then came to her senses and said understandingly: "Thank you for your concern. I am willing to watch you eat. This is more satisfying than eating yourself."

The emperor suddenly realized, "So that's it, that's it. The beloved concubine is free. I'm full and there are some important memorials waiting to be approved, so I'll leave first." As he said that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Zhao Menger hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you have just come back and it's already very hard. Why bother with those memorials again? Why not take a break first, it's not too late to watch it tomorrow."

Jing Yuan said firmly: "I don't know anything about my beloved concubine. Those memorials are really important. Since I am sitting in this position, I naturally cannot be as leisurely as ordinary people. My beloved concubine should understand it.

When Zhao Menger saw that the emperor was really leaving, she stepped forward and stopped him, and said with a prayer: "Your Majesty, you have nothing but the country and the people in your heart. Is it really not that my concubine has a little bit of place? I have been waiting for you for so many years, can't I really exchange for your little bit of love?" She could have continued to endure and waited slowly. But as the women in the palace came and went one by one, the emperor was still close to her. She had been waiting for ten years. A woman had several decades to waste, and she really didn't want to wait any longer.

The emperor's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed by, but it was quickly suppressed. He could not turn against her now. How could he not understand her thoughts, but he couldn't give it to her. So he had been dealing with her for many years, but it seemed that she could not wait at this moment.

"My beloved concubine, I know that you have always understood me best, so why bother to force each other now?"

Zhao Menger heard the emperor's words without warmth and the calmness in her eyes, and took a step back dejectedly. Was she wrong? Shouldn't she challenge his limit? But she is a woman? She dedicated her best years to him, how could he treat her like this? Is there anything wrong with her fighting for her future? She is unwilling, really unwilling to accept it.

A bitter smile, tears surging in his eyes, looking pitiful, "Your Majesty, what did you do wrong?"

"No." The answer was straightforward, without any emotion, "The beloved concubine not only did not do anything wrong, but also had kindness to me." He admitted that in recent years, without Zhao Qifeng's strong help, he would not have regained the throne so quickly, but he also gave him what he wanted, and appointed his daughter as the imperial concubine, the most powerful woman in the harem. He successfully became the number one businessman in the Donghua Kingdom, and even in the entire Tianyu Continent, few people could compare with his wealth. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as wealth that is comparable to the country.

"Then why is the emperor so heartless to me?" Zhao Menger pressed her step by step. She was really fed up with this kind of life of staying alone in the empty bedroom and living like a year.

"Isn't it enough for me to give you? What else is there to be dissatisfied with you in this harem?" Jing Yuan's voice gradually became colder. Did she think he didn't know what she did? She was the biggest in this harem. She showed off all kinds of power and torture and framed the concubines all day long. Some of them were secretly executed by her. There were also those foods, which were said to be made by her own hands, and the purses she gave him were sewn by herself. In fact, not all of them were fake and sold by herself. He turned a blind eye to these; she thought that he, the emperor, was really useless and didn't know anything, and let her fool her. In fact, he knew very well, including the Huanyixiang ordered today. If it weren't for his strong self-control, she would have made her a trick at this time.

He can tolerate all these, but the premise is not to challenge his limits.

Zhao Menger sneered, and tears finally couldn't help falling. Like the spring rain and pear blossoms, he accused: "Do you think I want those things? What does that mean to me? Is that a woman just asking my husband to love me wholeheartedly? Is this an excessive way?"

It’s really not an exaggeration to say that her request is probably what every woman has? Unfortunately, he can’t give it to it.

"I am a heartless person, so where did I come from to you?" The cold words, like a correct one, pierced directly into people's hearts.

Zhao Menger's legs became weak. Fortunately, she held the table behind her in time, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground. Her heartache was beyond replenishment, but she suddenly burst into laughter. But the laughter sounded a little desolate, "Isn't heartless? Haha... Are you lying to me or lying to yourself again? Do you really think I am a fool? You are not unintentional, you just gave your heart to one person. For ten years, even though you know she will not come back, you are still waiting for her? You are still keeping the position of queen for her. Do you think she will really come back? If she could come back, would she come back long ago?"

"shut up!"

The woman's words completely angered Jing Yuan, and his cold eyes burned with angry flames. Did he indulge her too much? How dare he challenge his majesty like this.

Zhao Menger seemed to be willing to go out, full of grievances. Today, we must explain it clearly. "Master, stop ignoring yourself? If she had the intention to come back for so many years, she would have been back long ago. She was afraid of being implicated by you, so she ran away. Just when you were suffering, maybe she was in the arms of another man, smiling sweetly...uh..."

Before she finished speaking, she was stuck in her throat, because at this moment the terrible man was pinching her neck, and the strength in her hands was slowly tightening, as if she had just a little force, she would die. Breathing became more and more difficult, and her body was slowly lifted up. Seeing the man's extremely cold gaze, it seemed as if Shura came out of hell. At this moment, she was really scared. She thought she would be different from other women, but she was wrong. She overestimated her weight in his heart and underestimated the weight in his heart. It turned out that she was unshakable. Even though she had disappeared for ten years, even if she had been by his side for many years, she still could not take her place.

Suddenly I felt really sad. No matter how much she paid for him, it was so insignificant in his heart. A desperate smile was barely revealed on his face that was so purple that he was held back. Perhaps death was also a relief. If he could die at his hands, there would be no regrets.

Jing Yuan really wanted to kill her, this woman who didn't know how to live or die. But at the last moment he controlled it, with his hands hard and threw the woman to the ground, like throwing a rag. This is Jing Yuan, his heart is cold, and his killing has long been transformed into his iron wall and indestructible. If someone wants to use the palace scheming or the beauty trick to deal with him, it would be wrong.

But he is a human being after all, and he has weaknesses as a human being. His weakness is that person, the person who has been buried in his heart for ten years.

Zhao Meng'er was thrown to the ground hard, touching her still hot neck with her hands, and greedily breathing fresh air. In fact, she didn't want to die at all, but now she feels scared when she thinks about it. Her face slowly turns from purple to white, pale like a piece of paper.
Chapter completed!