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Although the man did not speak, the female general also knew that she had crossed the line.

But what could she do?

With the disappearance of the late emperor, in the entire palace, other than those who had been with the man since the beginning, there was not a single woman who could satisfy his heart.

She also only crossed the line like this and only advised the king to take care of his health.

However, looking at the man's appearance, it was clear that he was deeply moved by the late emperor.

I'm afraid that Princess Zhaoping's request will not be fulfilled.

*

As expected.

The female general was waiting outside the study room. She could vaguely see Princess Zhaoping hugging the man.

The man in black robes was no longer the prime minister of the past.

The female general could vaguely see that Princess Zhaoping was pushed away by the man in disgust.

The woman stumbled and even knocked against the table at the side, hurting her waist.

"Men! Princess Zhaoping is tired from the journey. Send the palace carriage to take her back to the courtyard in the capital and rest well."

The man's voice came faintly from the study room.

The female general immediately went forward.

Princess Zhaoping and the late emperor were cousins. They had similar eyes and looked beautiful.

However, after coming out of the study room, Princess Zhaoping's face was gloomy. Her thin and narrow cheekbones revealed her harshness.

At this moment, the female general could see the difference between the two.

The late emperor...

That willful and arrogant personality. From a young age to now, she loved her feathers the most.

Even though she was imprisoned in Yangxin Palace Hall, the female general had never seen her reveal any dark and ruthless expression. She was truly a free and proud woman.

With such a woman in front of him, how could Princess Zhaoping catch the king's eye?

If the late emperor was still around, perhaps the king would carefully consider the political gains and losses.

But now, the late emperor was missing. With the king's gloomy appearance, he was on the verge of going crazy. Why would he care whether Princess Zhaoning was happy or not?

*

Xia Ling finally arrived at her destination at sunset.

The home of the female general Lin Lang.

Although she was an extreme general, Lin Lang had been lonely since she was young. She did not have any relatives in her home.

She had bought a small villa under her name. She had wanted to retire and return to her hometown. She wanted to stay here to retire.

However, she did not expect that this villa would come in handy in advance.

There was a distance between this small villa and the village at the foot of the mountain. The people were simple and honest.

Xia Ling was going to give birth here. Lin Lang and a few female generals settled down here. After resting for a night, they began to arrange everything in the villa.

When Xia Ling came out of the capital, she had already prepared sufficient banknotes.

She would ensure that they would not have to worry about food and clothing.

*

And when Xia Ling was resting...

In the Imperial Palace, Ji Wenyuan sat in the empty Yangxin Palace, but he did not feel sleepy at all.

He was dressed in a black robe, and under the cold moonlight, he sat in the vermilion palace.

The gauze curtains around him were still the same bright red color. This color was just like the night he was in the Chunlu Palace.

However, with one person missing, the entire palace seemed to have lost its vitality.

The man was holding a letter in his hand.

He was very strong, and the letter was crumpled by him.

But soon, he came back to his senses.

He stretched the letter flat, but his eyes were still dark and obscure.

As an emperor, he thought that what he wanted most was the feeling of being the ruler of others'fates.

However, with just one person missing, the palace became empty, making Ji Wenyuan's mood irritable and gloomy for the whole day.

From time to time, courtiers would ask for an audience, but Ji Wenyuan didn't have the mood to deal with them at all.

He sat in the Yangxin Palace Hall and stayed alone for the whole afternoon.