C215 There Is Enmity Between the Emperor and His Subjects(1)

Ji Cheng's body swayed. His chest, which had been filled with anger and vomiting blood, was violently torn apart. The pain caused his face to change color.

He turned his face away and swallowed the bloody sweetness that had rolled into his mouth. He suppressed his anger and tried to use a stable voice to say, "You are right. The country is more important than the king. You said before that whether it is the emperor or the officials, they should prioritize the country and the people. " He slowly turned around. "I am the emperor in the eyes of the people, but I am not in front of you..."

At this moment, he only thought about not vomiting blood in front of Fu Ting and not scaring her. He did not pay attention to what he said. Ji Cheng pointed at his undergarments. "What I wear, and even what I eat depends on you. How dare I address you as the Emperor?" Actually, he was already showing weakness to her. It was just that the situation was not right and the atmosphere was not right. Hearing this, Fu Ting's ears changed.

" It's more than that! "Fu Ting's entire body trembled because of Ji Cheng's misinterpretation." I, Fu Si, am a disciple of the Shuxiang Clan of the Wealthy Class of the Fu Family, what shameful things have I done? To hide in the harem and live, Your Majesty? When Fu Ting called out his majesty, he felt that his heart had turned cold. "What kind of mother do you think I am?" It's fine if this Queen does not want to do it! "After speaking without thinking, he threw himself onto the bed and took out a silk book that he did not want to part with for a moment. He moved closer to the candle and was about to burn it.

"Mistress - - -" Changde couldn't hide anymore. He rushed out from the shadows and snatched the silk scroll and the Imperial Decree. "Anger is anger. How can an imperial edict be burned?"

"Chang De, look at her. What did Zhen do wrong? She is so angry that I hate her." When Ji Cheng heard her say that she did not want to be the Empress, he was so angry that he could not help but feel his scalp tingle. Without thinking, he asked, "Fu Ting, are you going to abandon Zhen and leave?"

"Yes, I am not going to be a bullshit Empress, I want to go home." He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he pushed away Chang De and ran out. A woman! Sigh... No matter how knowledgeable a woman is, she would always use this trick - - turning her head and running.

"You don't need to leave. Zhen will leave. Zhen will leave, okay?" Ji Cheng dragged the Talisman Pavilion, whose clothes were untidy, back. "Chang De, keep an eye on her. Zhen will go somewhere else."

Don't look at how he usually doted on and supported her. Once there was a real fight between lovers, men are always rational. They argue based on facts and reason. They try to use facts to prove that they are not wrong. However, there was only one word in a woman's mouth - love! No matter how loud the argument was, no matter how hard it was to deviate from the topic, there was still one topic that was entangled with it.

Ji Cheng thought about it and could not understand that he clearly wanted to protect her. He was worried that she would be criticized by the world and would not be able to bear it, so why did this person not understand? The dispute between the two rose from a little jealousy to another height. Ji Cheng felt very sad. At this moment, Fu Ting, who should have known him the most, didn't have a single word of comfort and concern after he killed his closest family member. And it had become so unreasonable.

He walked out of the Heart Healing Palace, his entire body ice-cold. When he looked at the huge Imperial Palace, he suddenly found that there was nowhere to go. In the recent year of the coronation, there was no one in the palace except for the Talisman Pavilion. The previous king, Ji Jiang's woman, was kept in the inner palace, but it was not something he should go to. As an emperor, who was not a harem of three thousand beauties? Why was that person unable to see his own feelings?

"Long live, let's go to the East Warm Pavilion to rest?" Eunuch Quan saw the emperor's dilemma and suggested, "It's almost dawn. We should go to court after sitting for a bit."

The East Warm Pavilion was the back hall of the throne room and was used by the Emperor to summon foreign ministers. If they met for too long, the Emperor would sometimes go to the East Warm Pavilion to rest and take a sip of tea to show some respect.

Ji Cheng entered the East Warm Pavilion and Eunuch Quan brought over the medicine that he had prepared earlier. "Long live the medicine. It has long been fried and kept in the warm jar. This servant also did not dare to bring it to you." After the Emperor drank it, he served to rinse his mouth. Just as he was planning to retreat to the side, he saw the Emperor walking towards the main hall in front. He hurriedly follows.

"Little Quanzi." Ji Cheng stood in front of the dragon throne, his expression not visible. "Do you know why this dragon throne is so wide?"

"This servant does not know." Eunuch Quan answered honestly, "This servant should not have thought of this."

"Ting Zhizhi once told me..." Ji Cheng sat down. "The Emperor is sitting here. At such a height, he can overlook hundreds of officials and all lives, but he is incomparably lonely." He opened his arms. "There is no support from the left and right, no support from the front and back. The only thing the Emperor relies on is himself. That is why the Dragon Throne is so big and wide. This is also the so-called saying of being alone. "

"Long live." Eunuch Quan now understood. "Lord Fu is only bickering with you, so you can't think too deeply."

"Zhen knows her too well." Ji Cheng sat straight on the dragon throne and straightened himself like a javelin. "Because she knows too much, what she said today is also what she thinks in her heart. She is blaming Zhen."

"Then it is Lord Fu's fault." The eunuchs in the palace were filled with the spirit of a slave. How could they understand Fu Ting's mentality? Eunuch Quan's thoughts were no different from the other eunuchs. "In this world, only the Emperor can blame his subjects. There is a reason for the officials to blame the Emperor. Moreover, it is one hundred percent good to treat Lord Fu well. "