After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

The two slowly dismounted, Xiao Xuanchen gently held Zheng Xiyan's soft hand, and their figures gradually blended into the boundless grassland. The sunlight shone through the clouds, dappled on them.

Xiao Xuanchen waved his hand gently and told the attendants who were accompanying him, "Everyone, move away."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ran retreated, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Zheng Xiyan frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her clear eyes. She looked at Xiao Xuanchen in confusion, secretly guessing the purpose of his action.

"Is Yan'er happy today?" Xiao Xuanchen stared at Zheng Xiyan, his eyes full of anticipation.

Zheng Xiyan was slightly startled, then nodded gently, with a faint smile on her lips: "Of course I am happy. It is my honor to have your Majesty accompany me and stroll on this vast grassland."

"That's good." Xiao Xuanchen sighed softly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "Like at this moment, you and I are really just like an ordinary couple."

Zheng Xiyan's heart was slightly moved, but she quickly regained her composure. She shook her head gently, with a little alienation in her tone: "Your Majesty, you are too serious. Your Majesty and I are the emperor and empress of Daliang. We shoulder the well-being of the people of the world. How can we be like an ordinary couple?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanchen smiled bitterly. He said self-deprecatingly, "Yes, the emperor and the empress are the least likely to become an ordinary couple in this world." He held Zheng Xiyan's hand tightly and continued to walk forward, "Walk with me for a while. I don't know when the next time will be."

Zheng Xiyan followed Xiao Xuanchen's steps silently, feeling mixed emotions. She knew what he meant, but could only respond with silence.

Lu Ran looked at the two of them from afar, feeling puzzled. He often couldn't understand Xiao Xuanchen, wondering if he was a cold and heartless person, or...

In the distance, Prince Xiang and Yang Yang rode over. They stopped not far away and watched the scene quietly. Prince Xiang's eyes were filled with doubt and relief. He knew very well that true love was hard to find in the palace, let alone between the emperor and his concubines.

"Your Majesty, do you really think that the Queen has no true feelings for His Majesty?" Jing Yang couldn't help but ask.

King Xiang pondered for a moment and said slowly: "If she is really smart, she will understand that sincerity is the least important thing in the face of power. But if she is really moved..."

Jing Yang said: "Perhaps Your Majesty, you made the wrong bet from the beginning."

"If the bet is really wrong, I will admit it." At this point, he shook his head gently, his tone full of helplessness, "As long as she doesn't regret it, I have nothing to regret."

"Gee!" King Xiang suddenly squeezed the horse's belly, and the horse let out a long neigh, carrying him away, leaving only a series of firm hooves sounds echoing on the grassland.

That night, the moonlight was as bright as water, and its clear light filled every corner of the palace, and also quietly spread on the path on Zheng Xiyan's way home. She walked out of Zhaoyang Palace slowly, her simple and elegant palace dress fluttering in the wind, like a fairy in the moon, unstained by dust. On the way back to Chaoyun Palace, the lights were dim, and there were occasional calls of night birds.

At this moment, Biluo's sharp eyes gently tugged at Zheng Xiyan's sleeve and whispered, "My queen, it seems that the prince is in front."

Zheng Xiyan's steps slowed down slightly when she heard this. As she slowly approached, she could see the face of King Xiang clearly. She sighed in her heart, but her face was calm, "There are so many people here, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Yes, your majesty." Biluo responded and then took a detour to leave.

When they returned to Chaoyun Palace, the moment they stepped into the bedroom, the person in front of them made Zheng Xiyan's heart tremble. King Xiang stood quietly in the palace. The moonlight shone through the window lattice, giving him a layer of silver, making him look particularly lonely and cold.

"Why...are you here?"

King Xiang turned slowly and looked at her deeply, "I have something to ask you." He took a light step and approached Zheng Xiyan.

Upon seeing this, Biluo tactfully retreated and stood guard outside the hall, looking around vigilantly.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?" Zheng Xiyan forced herself to remain calm.

Prince Xiang stood still, only one step away from Zheng Xiyan. He stared at her, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes. "Today, I saw you riding with him, laughing and talking happily. You looked like that... Have you really fallen in love with him?"

Zheng Xiyan smiled sarcastically when she heard this, "This is really the funniest joke I have ever heard."

King Xiang got the answer he wanted and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great."

"Xiao Xuanqi, do you think that if I don't love him, I will love you?"

"I never expected you to love me, but I just couldn't bear to see you being deceived by him. Zhang Mengying is my chess piece, and I know better than you what kind of woman Xiao Xuanchen likes. Ever since she entered the palace, he has only had eyes for her. Do you think this is just a coincidence?" There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in King Xiang's words.

Hearing this, Zheng Xiyan slowly raised her head, staring at him with her cold eyes. A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said, "I know it well."

"I promised you that I would help you get what you want, and this will always count." He took a light step and approached Zheng Xiyan.

Zheng Xiyan was slightly startled, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. Was it touching? Was it surprise? Or... She herself couldn't tell. But reason was like a cold chain, tightly binding her heart. "I am the queen of Daliang, and I will be the queen mother of Daliang in the future. There is no possibility for me and you. It's not too late for you to regret it now."

King Xiang shook his head gently, his eyes full of tenderness and determination. "I never regretted it, and I never thought I would regret it. As long as you are happy, it's fine. What I fear most is that you get everything you want, but you are still unhappy. When you stand at the pinnacle of power, overlooking all living beings, your heart is desolate, no one can understand you, no one can rely on you. This deep palace is a cage and a tomb. It has trapped the hearts of too many people, including you. In this deep palace, there is never a winner. Even if you get what you want, you will still be trapped here for the rest of your life."

Zheng Xiyan's heart trembled suddenly, as if something had hit her vital point. She stared blankly at King Xiang, and there was a trace of confusion and helplessness in her once cold eyes. "But I have no way to retreat. This road is my own choice. No matter what, I have to go on."

The night breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. King Xiang sighed softly, reaching out to touch Zheng Xiyan's face, but stopped halfway, and finally just whispered: "I understand, I still say the same thing, I will help you get what you want." After that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Zheng Xiyan stopped him, "Wait."

King Xiang turned around, unable to hide the deep affection in his eyes.