blogombal Chapter 1827 I'm so angry I could die
Chapter 1827 I'm so angry I could die
Just as Lu Zhaoling finished her calculations, a gate to hell appeared before her.
Yin Yunting led Yin Changxing out, and they almost bumped into Lu Zhaoling as soon as they came out.
"Why is Senior Sister blocking the way?"
Yin Yunting barely managed to stay afloat.
Lu Zhaoling: “…”
Do you want to listen to the nonsense you're spouting?
"You didn't receive my message?"
"No, we went down to the Netherworld." The worry and anxiety in Yin Changxing's eyes disappeared when he saw her. "But I just sensed that the Crown Prince was in danger of dying."
That's why they rushed over.
I didn't expect Lu Zhaoling to have already arrived.
It's normal for Lu Zhaoling to sense that the Crown Prince is in trouble.
“He almost died,” Lu Zhaoling said.
"I'm going to the palace now, so I'll talk to you later. I need to use the Ghost Gate." Before Lu Zhaoling could finish speaking, she had already plunged into the Ghost Gate.
"and many more!"
Upon seeing this, Yin Yunting and Yin Changxing quickly followed them into the Gate of Hell.
Can this ghost gate still be borrowed?
But that's my senior sister. She insisted on borrowing it, so what could I do?
Lu Zhaoling originally wanted to ask them what they were doing in the Netherworld, but remembering that Zhou Shiyue was still in the palace, she put aside other things.
We need to get to Zhou Shiyue's side first.
No one can touch her golden brilliance.
In fact, Lu Zhaoling took a shortcut through the Ghost Gate, so she was away for a short time.
This means that Zhou Shiyue was brought to Qianning Palace.
This is the former residence of the retired emperor.
The Emperor did not meet Zhou Shiyue in the Imperial Study or the Imperial Garden, but instead had him brought here.
The retired emperor also had a complicated expression when he saw this place.
The place remains as it was when he was alive, except for some valuable ornaments and paintings that Zhou Shiyue had looted.
There is a daybed under the east window.
The retired emperor loved to spend his last year here, reading books, writing letters, and enjoying tea.
He sat on one side, leaving the other side empty, as if his beloved Consort Long or his youngest son would come back and he could sit on the other side to talk to him.
So sometimes when the Emperor Emeritus woke up from a nap, he would be in a daze and call out the names of his wife and son, and mutter a few words to himself.
At that moment, the emperor was sitting on that side.
A tea stove, teapot, and two teacups were placed on the small table in the middle.
The Emperor is brewing tea.
After the Imperial Guards brought Zhou Shiyue in, they left two men to guard the place while the others withdrew.
A man stood with his head bowed over the pillar; it was Eunuch Qin.
When Zhou Shiyue came in, Eunuch Qin looked up at him with anxious eyes. He gestured for Zhou Shiyue to leave quickly, but Zhou Shiyue ignored him and walked over slowly.
After that, Eunuch Qin sighed silently and lowered his head.
It was so quiet here that everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing.
"Ah Yue, come, sit down."
The Emperor waited a while before he seemed to notice Zhou Shiyue. He raised his hand to gesture and, in a gentle tone, invited him to sit down.
Zhou Shiyue did not move.
The emperor did not force him to comply.
He sighed softly, glanced at the seat next to him, and then told Zhou Shiyue about the time when the Emperor Emeritus sat there talking to himself.
“Ah Yue, do you know? There were two or three times when I felt sorry for Father Emperor and thought that his days were numbered, so I wanted to spend more time with him.”
“But I sit there,” the emperor gestured with his hand, “I am such a big me.”
"But when Father looked over, he called out your name!"
The Emperor's tone rose. "He said, 'Ah Yue, you're back? You little rascal, once you leave the capital, you're like a monkey released into the mountains, so happy you don't want to go home. But Ah Yue, without you here, this house is the palace, not home.'"
The emperor spoke these words in the tone of the retired emperor.
The retired emperor had already walked to that side. Upon hearing his words, he paused for a moment, looked at the emperor, and his expression was somewhat complicated.
He slowly sat down in the seat on the other side.
The retired emperor said, "Your elder brother doesn't know, but when I was lucid, I called out to him. I wanted to ask him how he felt sitting in that position now?"
The Emperor did not hear what the Retired Emperor said.
Zhou Shiyue remained silent and motionless.
He looked at the father and son sitting on the daybed, and at the rising tea smoke between them, and found it somewhat amusing.
But he couldn't laugh.
Seeing him like this, the emperor sighed again.
Do you know what I hate most about you?
“I thought Your Majesty had always envied me and wanted to become me,” Zhou Shiyue said.
He glanced at the emperor.
That one glance was enough to enrage the emperor.
Because Zhou Shiyue's eyes seemed to speak! Just one glance from him and he instantly remembered Zhou Shiyue saying, "Your Majesty is almost fifty," and "Your Majesty has so many wrinkles on your face."
Isn't Zhou Shiyue just mocking him for how much he secretly longs to grow up to look like him?
"Since ancient times, men have achieved great things by judging their talent and ambition, their spirit and magnanimity, not by their looks! It is women who judge by appearance!" the emperor shouted angrily.
Zhou Shiyue's lips curled up. "Achieve great merit? Possess great talent and ambition? Have a grand vision and broad mind? Yes, His Majesty is right, but unfortunately, you have none of these."
Aren't you angry?
You don't have what men should be talking about.
You don't even have good looks.
Eunuch Qin smirked.
Oh, Your Highness, please don't provoke the Emperor any further at this time, okay?
The retired emperor looked at Zhou Shiyue speechlessly.
"Take this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with him! Don't be all smiles and jokes!"
Zhou Shiyue completely ignored the retired emperor.
The emperor was so angry that his chest heaved.
"You and Father Emperor have always looked down on me! You both think I'm incompetent and utterly unfit to be the Emperor of Great Zhou!"
Zhou Shiyue nodded. "It's not just a feeling, it's a fact."
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The emperor slammed his hand on the table, his neck veins bulging.
He originally intended to crush Zhou Shiyue with a very profound attitude, to remain calm and composed, without getting angry, and to project an imperial demeanor.
But she broke down after only a few words.
The emperor felt extremely aggrieved.
But after shouting Zhou Shiyue's name, he came to his senses, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and tried to calm himself down.
"I know that what you like most is to provoke me, make me lose my mind, and then let me be led by the nose."
Zhou Shiyue raised his eyebrows.
"It's really fun."
The Emperor: "..." He wasn't angry!
He must not fall for Zhou Shiyue's trick!
"I only treated you like a child before, and indulged you."
"Then what does Your Majesty intend to do by summoning me to the palace this time?" Zhou Shiyue asked.
"Let's sit down and talk," the Emperor surprisingly said, echoing the words of the retired Emperor. "This time, let's have a heart-to-heart talk, brothers, what do you say?"
The retired emperor was overjoyed and quickly stepped aside to give way to Zhou Shiyue.
"It's rare that your elder brother is willing to have a proper talk..."