"Nothing, I'm not laughing at you. I just want to say that I have owned all of these things before. Gold and silver, jewelry, jade bracelets... and even a very precious jade-carved crabapple. But what I said is not

He wants to show off, and although gold, silver and jewelry are precious, to him these are just random gifts, not love."

Don't call it love.

This isn't even a liking.

Jiang Ling paused and looked at her, seeming to see some reflections of the past on her young and beautiful face:

"If I remember correctly, the Yin family was originally the richest businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. It was not until your father's generation that they turned to politics. But even so, the Yin family's ancestors had a substantial fortune and were as rich as the country."

Hearing this, Yin Ling'er was stunned.

The next moment, she heard what sounded like a sigh from the other party:

"Sister, don't place your hopes on a man like that, he has no heart at all."

For some reason, Jiang Ling's words actually made her a little panicked.

"Your Majesty, he just has no heart for you, he is very kind to me!"

She originally wanted to attack Jiang Ling and make him feel disheartened and die in this deep palace, but she didn't expect that she was actually holding back her anger and had nowhere to vent it.

When walking out of the Zangchun Palace, Yin stamped her feet.

The sedan slowly stopped at Zhongyu Palace. Yin Ling'er stepped out of the sedan with the help of the palace attendants. When she stepped into the palace gate, she saw a solemn scene in Zhongyu Palace. Until she entered the courtyard, she saw the dragon chariot parked in the courtyard.

, couldn't help but be surprised.

She has been in the palace for so long, but the Holy Emperor has never set foot in Zhongyu Palace.

Today... why are you here?

Yin Ling'er didn't even think about it, she hurriedly adjusted her clothes and walked into the palace feeling flattered.

In the bedroom, only one lamp was lit.

The lights were dim and the room was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly.

The man in the dragon robe was sitting on a carved wooden pear chair, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The beads collided gently and made a subtle sound.

She didn't expect the emperor to come, so she picked up her dress and carefully stepped across the threshold.

Before she could speak, Bu Zhan had already noticed the footsteps. The man sitting on the chair raised his eyes and looked towards Mrs. Yin.

"Your Majesty, why are you here today?"

The emperor looked directly at her, and suddenly turned the beads in his hand. The clear sound of the beads colliding made the woman shrug, feeling a little nervous for a moment.

The man looked at her with sharp and cold eyes that she had never seen before.

He didn't answer her words and asked quietly:

"Have you been to the Tibetan Spring Palace today?"

Yin Ling'er was stunned.

For some reason, the emperor, who had always been gentle to him, at this moment, his voice was so cold that it was terrifying.

And his eyes were cold, as if... there was a bit of murderous intent.
Chapter completed!