The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 475 Ji Wuyuan's Mother

Wang Fuhai thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Your Majesty is actually not similar to the Concubine Yu from back then, both in appearance and temperament."

"Empress Yu is an extremely gentle lady from a noble family, with almond eyes and rosy cheeks, and she is as gentle as water. She is also always kind to the palace maids."

"Your Majesty, in fact, follows the late emperor more."

But if he had such a gentle and kind mother who had always been with him as he grew up, Ji Wuyuan would not have become so cruel and paranoid later.

What's more, he had witnessed his biological mother committing suicide in front of his father to protect him, and was later hated and imprisoned by his own father.

Jiang Wantang just thought about this and felt an indescribable heavy and depressed emotion in her heart.

After a long time, the sky was getting dark, but Ji Wuyuan still didn't come out.

Wang Fuhai was really worried. If Jiang Wantang really got frozen here today, he was afraid that His Majesty would skin him alive.

Seeing that it was already dark, His Majesty had been inside for a long time...

So, Wang Fuhai whispered, "It's getting late, Your Majesty, why don't you go in and see His Majesty?"

Jiang Wantang hesitated for a moment, and Wang Fuhai continued, "If the Queen goes in, I'm sure His Majesty won't blame her."

Jiang Wantang was not worried about Ji Wuyuan blaming her, but she was afraid that if she went in, she would disturb his remembrance of his biological mother.

Wang Fuhai had been in the palace for a long time and was somewhat adept at observing people's words and expressions.

He could see that at this moment, Jiang Wantang was truly thinking about His Majesty.

Her thoughts finally began to focus on His Majesty.

Wang Fuhai pondered for a moment and said, "Today, this old servant has the audacity to say a few words in front of the Empress that should not be said."

"Although His Majesty is seen by outsiders as a cold-blooded tyrant, he has a heart full of devotion towards the Empress."

"He did things that were impossible before. Sometimes his methods were indeed a bit extreme, but in fact, it was all related to his past experiences."

"The death of Concubine Yu is a knot in your Majesty's heart."

Jiang Wantang was silent for a moment, then walked towards Yaohua Palace alone without letting Leng Mei follow him.

Walking into Yaohua Palace, the old and elegant layout, pavilions and terraces along the way are enough to show that the hostess of this palace is an extremely indifferent and gentle person.

The light inside the hall was brighter than expected, with snow-colored lights shining through the carved windowsills...

The huge palace was empty, and Jiang Wantang did not see Ji Wuyuan as she walked along.

She thought for a moment and walked towards the bedroom.

Sure enough, Ji Wuyuan’s lonely and desolate figure was seen on the stone steps in front of the bedroom.

He sat alone on the stone steps with a jar of wine beside him. He looked nothing like his previous majestic and powerful self, and his entire body was covered with a layer of gloomy clouds.

Ji Wuyuan also has a lot of emotional problems, and it's not just the calmness and indifference that appear on a daily basis.

Jiang Wantang approached slowly. Ji Wuyuan looked up suddenly when he heard the noise. His blood-red eyes were filled with coldness and murderous intent.

But after seeing that the person coming was Jiang Wantang, his coldness and murderous intent faded away in an instant.

He looked at her in silence, his eyes dark and difficult to read.

Jiang Wantang walked over and sat down on the stone steps next to Ji Wuyuan.

She said nothing, just sat beside him and accompanied him quietly.

The entire palace was silent, with only the sound of the cold wind whistling past.

In the sky, white snow flakes were falling silently, and they looked smaller than before.

A thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the branches of the dead trees in the yard. Occasionally, when they could no longer bear the amount of snow, they would shake off wisps of snow dust.

Ji Wuyuan was worried that Jiang Wantang would catch a cold, so he raised his hands and rubbed her thin body into his arms, and the black cloak almost completely wrapped her body.

Jiang Wantang quickly felt the warmth coming from him.

Ji Wuyuan held Jiang Wantang's cold hands and asked her softly, "Do you want to drink, huh?"

Jiang Wantang thought he wanted her to drink with him to relieve his sorrow. Even though she couldn't drink much, she nodded without hesitation.

Ji Wuyuan smiled, but his smile was ambiguous.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wantang saw him pick up the jar of wine beside him and take a big sip.

Before she could react, the latter raised one hand and clasped the back of her head, then covered her with his lips.

Jiang Wantang's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a big mouthful of liquor, carrying with it the cool scent between his lips and teeth.

It went straight down my throat without me tasting anything.

Her pair of watery and clear eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of wine on her plump red lips. She stared blankly at Ji Wuyuan in front of her.

Ran Ji Wuyuan looked at her like this, and his Adam's apple rolled rapidly.

After that, he looked away and said in a hoarse voice, "The weather is cold, drinking some wine can help warm you up."

Jiang Wantang felt his stiff body, came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Ji Wuyuan held her tightly in his arms.

After a long, long time, until it was dark outside, dim palace lanterns were lit under the eaves of Yaohua Palace.

Ji Wuyuan looked at the dark night in front of him and suddenly called out: "Tang'er..."

Jiang Wantang leaned in his arms and said "hmm" softly.

Ji Wuyuan added, "You should also know that this was the palace where my mother lived when she was alive."

Hearing him talking about his mother, Jiang Wantang raised her head from his arms and looked up at him.

Ji Wuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his already deep pupils became even more gloomy and dark.

He said, "My mother was just a woman that man brought back from the common people on a whim. Although she is not a famous lady from the capital, she is also the apple of her eye from a small family."

Jiang Wantang was stunned when she heard this. There was no record of Concubine Yu's life experience in the harem register. She thought Ji Wuyuan had erased it.

As for the 'that person' he was talking about, it was obviously the late emperor.

Ji Wuyuan looked at the sky and continued, "She is kind and gentle by nature. She doesn't fight or compete in the harem. She just wants to live the rest of her life in peace."

"Until I was born and I was made a concubine, I had to get involved in the harem and court disputes."

"Mother has neither a distinguished background nor favor, so my mother and I are living on thin ice in this deep palace."

"Later, I learned martial arts and became an outstanding talent. I was appreciated and valued by that person."

"I thought that as long as I worked hard and excelled enough, I could win that person's favor and allow my mother to live a better life like the other concubines in the palace..."