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

Xiao Xuanchen sat on the magnificent dragon throne, surrounded by an invisible majesty and loneliness. When Zheng Xiyan stepped into the Purple Palace with light steps, the air in the palace seemed to freeze. His face suddenly turned as dark as ink, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, locking onto her.

"Queen, why are you here?" Xiao Xuanchen's voice was low and cold, without any emotional fluctuations, just like the biting cold wind in winter, making people shudder.

Zhang Menghan was standing at one side, grinding ink attentively. When she heard the door open, she turned around hastily. Seeing that it was the queen, she was so surprised that the ink cup in her hand trembled slightly. Then she knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice: "Your concubine greets the queen. May the queen be in good health and have good fortune."

Zheng Xiyan stepped into the palace with a faint smile on her lips, which was cunning and resolute. She was wearing a luxurious purple skirt, which swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming violet, blooming a bright color in the dull palace. She walked forward slowly, with a provocative and innocent tone: "Your Majesty, you are wrong. As the queen, I came here to care about your health. Why can't I come?"

Her eyes moved around Xiao Xuanchen, with a complex and subtle emotion, as if she could see into people's hearts, yet it was unfathomable. "Or is it that Your Majesty does not want me to see you, and does not want me to come to this Purple Palace?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuanchen's face darkened a little, with a hint of anger surging between his brows. He snorted coldly, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty: "The Queen is too presumptuous! You broke into the Purple Palace without being summoned. Do you know how serious this crime is!"

Zheng Xiyan didn't care. Instead, she pressed on step by step and came to Xiao Xuanchen's side. Her tone was filled with resentment and determination. "Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. During the days when your Majesty was sick, I came here every day. Your Majesty was never dissatisfied before. Why are you so harsh today? Could it be that I didn't do something well enough to make your Majesty disgusted?"

"You..." Xiao Xuanchen was speechless and coughed even harder, "Cough cough cough..."

A trace of hatred flashed in Zheng Xiyan's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by a false appearance of gentleness. She gently patted Xiao Xuanchen's back, which was violently heaving due to anger, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you must take care of your health. The imperial physician repeatedly warned you not to get angry. It's all my fault. I have upset Your Majesty. I am willing to accept any punishment and just hope that Your Majesty will recover soon."

Xiao Xuanchen raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a torch, as if he wanted to penetrate Zheng Xiyan's disguise and look directly into her heart. After so many years of getting along, he still couldn't fully understand her. He didn't know what kind of thoughts were hidden behind her smile.

"Empress, your makeup today is too gaudy." He spoke coldly, his eyes falling on the purple skirt she was wearing, his tone full of reproach, "I am still ill, and as the head of the palace, what is your intention in dressing like this?"

Hearing this, Zheng Xiyan raised a meaningful smile. She gently raised her hand and brushed a strand of hair by her temples, her eyes flashing with confidence and provocation: "Your Majesty, the way I dress today is just to make Your Majesty feel a little bit of spring even when you are sick. Everything I do is out of my deep affection for Your Majesty, I hope Your Majesty will understand."

"Because your majesty was ill, everyone in the harem prayed for your majesty, ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist scriptures. I have been wearing plain clothes for many days. Now that your majesty is much better, I naturally changed into new clothes. It can be regarded as a celebration to celebrate your majesty's recovery." Zheng Xiyan said with a smile.

"Besides, today is also a good day for Your Majesty! The prince consort died in battle, the Rong tribe was defeated, and Your Majesty can naturally take back the military power in the southern border. Isn't this worth celebrating?" Zheng Xiyan's smile was chilling. Xiao Xuanchen's face was full of shock. He couldn't believe it. Did she know something?

"Queen, what nonsense are you talking about? Someone, send the Queen back to the palace!" Xiao Xuanchen said angrily, his face full of rage.