Chapter 797 (2/2)

”Back to the king, Yunsheng was ordered to patrol in the palace. Who knows, on the north side of the garden, he found the empress of linqiu Pavilion and intended to drown Helan, the palace man of Fengyu garden. When his subordinates arrived, they rescued them. They didn't know anything else.”

Yunsheng is the one who saved Lin Mengya from the pool.

He is worthy of being around the king. He speaks without leakage. He can clearly distinguish what should be said and what should not be said.

”Oh? There's such a thing, Helan, come on.”

The king casually looked through a book on the case, but no one dared to make a statement in the main hall.

Lin Mengya immediately saluted and raised a small face with tears in her eyes, but she didn't fall. She was wronged but didn't pretend. Sure enough, there were more plays, and she became a good actress.

”Report back to the king. I'm really wronged. In the morning, I went to linqiu pavilion to take care of it after my wife's order. I don't know where I bumped into my mother and wanted to cause this terrible disaster. Please make a clear observation and decide for me.”

Before he spoke, he was interrupted by some crazy king.

”Nonsense! Your majesty, she's a little bitch who insults me! How can I let her be insulted by a little bitch after I've served in the palace for so many years. According to the rules of the palace, it should also be her and executed late!”

What a sinister tone, what a ferocious purpose.

Lin Mengya glanced at the king and saw her face twisted and her eyes filled with crazy hatred.

The queen of the king has the right to hate and to be crazy.

However, it can only bring complete destruction.

”The following offenses by He Lan should indeed be dealt with. But Yao Lu, have you forgotten my will?”

The first half of the sentence ignited the hope of the queen king.

But the second half of the sentence made her fall to the bottom again in an instant.

”Yao... Madam, according to the king's will, you don't have any title now, and the grade level is not clear, so you can't be regarded as the empress in the palace. It's Helan girl. She's the third grade female official beside Mrs. Jingrou. Madam, do you remember wrong?”

A Chamberlain standing beside the king slowly spoke clearly.

The queen of the king was stunned on the spot like lightning.

Only now did she recognize the situation in front of her.

That man, really, has no affection for her.

”Ha ha... Ha ha... After Yan Ziyang, you and I have been married for 30 years, but I have never seen through your heart.”

Yao Lu smiled, extremely desolate.

After all, she is also a poor woman.

Because of the power of the Yao family, they thought they could have everything.

But it happened that I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love most.

In the East Hall, irrelevant people retreated silently.

In fact, Lin Mengya also wants to follow everyone, but every time she looks at Mrs. Jingrou, she sees in her eyes that she seems to be begging herself to stay.

Lin Mengya has never seen his wife with such helpless eyes.

I had to slow down and stay in the main hall.

Yao Lu was paralyzed on the ground. Nevertheless, a pair of eyes were still clinging to the king.

Maybe love and hate are intertwined. Who can so easily forget a person who once used all his strength to love?

Lin Mengya understands that feeling, but now the ending can only be regarded as Yao Lu's own fault.

The king said nothing, but the action of turning the book in his hand stopped.

There were no other people in the hall, and Lin Mengya relaxed a lot. She raised her head and secretly looked at the king's actions.

After a moment of silence, the king put down his book, raised his hand and took off the half mask on his face.

A scar across the right face, ferocious and ugly.

Even Lin Mengya couldn't help taking a breath.

It will take years for such scars to recover.

Look at this. When I was injured, I must have seen bones.

Lin Mengya inadvertently looked at Mrs. Jingrou, but saw her water eyes. I don't know when they were full of tears.

The heartache and sadness made Lin Mengya, an outsider, tremble.

The king turned his eyes to Mrs. Jingrou. His cold black eyes were gentle.

Stretched out her finger and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

”Rou'er, don't cry. I don't hurt anymore.”

The deep and lingering tone seemed to melt the ice for many years in an instant.

For the first time, Lin Mengya saw that the king was so gentle and cautious, as if she were taking care of rare treasures.

”How can it not hurt? Every day for twenty years, this scar has been cut in my heart. Yao Lu, I never hated you. Even if my son was forced to separate from our husband and wife by you, I never hated you. But why did you hurt him?”

Mrs. Jingrou's words and sentences are full of hatred.

She rarely spoke so fiercely, but from the moment the king took off the mask, Mrs. Jingrou seemed to have changed.

Lin Mengya thought that the things between his wife and the king in those years were only related to Mrs. Hui.

But I don't think the queen king is also one of the parties.