C366 I just want to get out of this

The Emperor felt as if he were on the verge of death. He was like a man stuck deep in a quagmire, unable to get his feet out, the muddy water slowly coming up and about to flood his neck. He was terrified and at a loss of what to do.

The Queen laid quietly on the bed with a strange smile on her face. He knew that she was laughing at him, at his cowardice and incompetence.

Yes, he knew very well in his heart that he had always been inferior and powerless. All this time, he had relied entirely on the Empress's support.

On the one hand, the empress was calm and meticulous, always giving him the right advice when he was in a panic. He admired the empress, and she was his pillar of support. With the empress by his side, he felt very safe. But he didn't know when it started, but he felt like a puppet, a puppet controlled by the empress. His dignity as an emperor had been trampled upon, and his discontent was growing.

He wanted to contradict the queen, to sing back against her, to prove that he was right.

Morong Gan had poisoned his tiger, so the Queen told him to be patient. Morong Gan had robbed his contribution fruit, and the Queen said that was a small matter. Morong Gan had beaten Prime Minister Bai in front of him, and the Queen said that Prince Chu's hard work was high, so he did not mind. Morong Gan hit Royal Uncle, the Empress said that Prince Yu should do it. Morong Gan said that he wanted to live in the palace, the Queen said that she agreed, that Morong Gan would kill people in the palace, and the Queen said that there was a reason.

One by one, he wanted to object, but his years of habitual obedience were irresistible, and he swallowed each time, and in the end, seeing them dating at the rockery, whatever the truth was, he was both angry and relieved, because at last the queen, she, too, was in his hands.

When rumors arose, he did not seek out the source of them, did not suppress them, but allowed them to develop. It was as if, subconsciously, he needed some help to reorient his relationship with the Empress.

The Queen should be attached to him, not to a woman like him.

His relationship with Morong Gan, his relationship with the Empress, and he knew in his heart that things were going out of control. However, he had followed the rules for too long and been restricted for too long, so he needed to do this kind of thing without thinking.

When the Imperial Consort Bai blossomed enchantingly beneath him, when his body entered a realm she had never before reached, when he was able to indulge herself wantonly, he felt a kind of happiness as if she was reborn.

However, the happier and emptier he was, the more he felt as if there was a hole in his heart, growing larger day by day, a emptiness he could not bear, and he wanted desperately to fill it, he wanted endlessly to wear himself out, and instead of being filled, the hole grew larger.

When the empress spat out the blood and the bright red colour stung his eyes, he was terrified. If she really left, he would be completely alone and would have no one to rely on anymore.

He did his best to protect her and take care of her personally. However, her life continued to slip away bit by bit. In the end, she fell into a deep sleep in his arms while he was powerless to save her!

For the past two days, he had been standing alone by the empress's side, his mind at times blank and confused. He needed peace, but the deathly silence had almost driven him crazy. He felt that he could no longer continue like this. He had to leave, he had to leave this gloomy palace.

In the middle of the night, he ran out of the Phoenix Cry Palace. In the pitch-black night, the sound of chanting scriptures floated over from an unknown place.

He was scared. He stumbled and ran, and all he wanted to do was run away.

When Imperial Consort Bai heard the message, she quickly got down from the bed to welcome him. However, before she even reached the door, the emperor was already standing in her hall. He looked at her blankly with a panicked expression, like a lost child, "Noble Consort, help me.

Imperial Consort Bai was startled for a moment, and then smiled charmingly. "I'll help you, Your Majesty. Of course I'll help you."

She gently pulled open her belt and slowly walked towards him. The silky robe slipped from her shoulders, revealing the peach-colored undergarment, as well as her snow-white skin. She approached him, lifted her arms and cupped his face, her little fingers slightly raised, as if she had no intention of sliding them across the tip of his nose.

The emperor's deathly pale face slowly turned red, and his spiritless eyes lit up. His lax gaze slowly focused, and he finally saw a charming face.

Silently, he picked the woman up and carried her to the large bed.

The sounds of mourning filled the Hall of Longevity, the tongues of the Dharma rose in spirals, the cries rose and fell, never ceasing. However, the Ruifu Palace was filled with soft moans, sometimes thick, sometimes heavy, sometimes heavy.

The Emperor's face was hideous and his eyes were fierce. He was like a wild beast that wanted to eat the prey beneath him. He tirelessly fought with her for almost the entire night. When the sky started to glow with white light, he finally collapsed as if he had completed his final mission.

The empress had finally arranged the coffin, and the emperor did not accompany her for three days as he had promised. He had left first last night, so Morong Gan was not surprised.

Ning Jiu rushed over from afar and lowered his voice, "Your Highness, this subordinate investigated and was indeed as you guessed, the people in the palace have all changed."

"Have you found Xiao Changkang?"

Ning Jiu shook his head, "This subordinate thinks that Commander Xiao has no future."

"How many people are there?"

"On the surface, it's pretty much the same as usual, but I don't know how many hidden places there are."

"Where's Jia Tong?"

Ning Jiu raised his chin, "He's here."

Jia Tong went up to him and lowered his voice, "The situation isn't too good. This subordinate went to the Chengde Hall to probe around, there are many secret sentries, and this subordinate thought that the prince had already made up his mind. This subordinate thought that this was all a trap, the emperor used the empress's funeral as an excuse to enter the palace and lie to the prince."

"Are you saying that the Emperor wants to take this opportunity to get rid of This King?"

"Your subordinate does not dare to make a presumptuous conclusion, please decide it for Your Highness."

Morong Gan smirked indifferently, "If the emperor wants to kill me, he has to at least finish the empress's funeral. When the two of you leave the palace today, what he wants is my life, it has nothing to do with you two."

"Your Highness!" Ning Jiu said at the same time, "This subordinate vows to protect Your Highness until his death, and will definitely not leave this place."

Morong Gan was quiet for a moment, then said, "If you leave, I will have a chance of survival."

Ning Jiu said: Let Jia Tong leave the palace, and let this subordinate accompany the prince. The people in the palace have changed, but the Jin Jun and the patrolling camp are still our people, when the time comes, we will work together, and will not be afraid of being unable to leave.

He did not know why, but Morong Gan had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. The Emperor wanted to find trouble with him, but he knew in his heart where that feeling of doom came from.