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Chapter 367 Listening to politics behind the curtain

Sheng Qun asked with difficulty.

Su Baiyue looked at him coldly, without a trace of sympathy or pity in her eyes.

Her voice was cold and firm. "Why do you think we can't control it? I have been planning for a long time. All this is an inevitable result."

Sheng Qun smiled affectionately, looking at the woman he loved deeply in front of him.

"In fact, every meal and every bowl of soup I gave you was poisoned."

Su Baiyue continued, her tone filled with resentment and determination.

Facing her words, he just smiled.

"Of course I know."

"You know? Then why did you drink it if you knew it?"

"As long as you give it to me, how can I not drink it?

Even if you eat arsenic for me, I am willing to do it, as long as it is given to me by you, as long as you are willing to give me a better face... cough cough cough!"

As he spoke, he began to cough violently, with more and more blood coming out of his mouth, almost covering one-third of the bed.

"Enough, shut up. You killed the person I loved and caused the death of my child. Do you really think you are innocent?"

Sheng Qun just looked up at her, still smiling.

The tall and mighty body of the past was now curled up on the bed, looking extremely thin. As he had been poisoned by Su Baiyue for five years, his body was already riddled with holes and in tatters.

However, despite this, the relationship between them has not been restored.

"Do you know what I regret most?"

He murmured to himself, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of his soul.

She sat quietly by the bed, extremely calm.

"What I regret most is that time I took you out and let you be kidnapped... and then you fell in love with that bastard named Song. If we had been together all along, would the ending be different?"

He continued, his tone filled with endless regret and self-blame.

She listened silently, with a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

Su Baiyue recalled every detail of the past, including the sweetness and bitterness they had experienced together in the beginning, in the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

"Will you be truly melted by me? Will we be able to live together happily?"

His eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was lost in fantasy about the future.

Having said this, Sheng Qun's eyes gradually became empty, and his consciousness began to fade away.

"It's a pity that there is no if."

Su Baiyue looked at him.

"rest in peace."

After saying this, Sheng Qun's face turned pale as paper. He struggled to get up, but was unable to do anything.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life gradually drained away from him.

Su Baiyue stood quietly beside the bed, watching Sheng Qun's life slowly fade away, without a trace of regret in her heart.

She had long been blinded by hatred and only wanted revenge on those who had hurt her.

As Sheng Qun took his last breath, the room fell into deathly silence.

A sneer appeared on Su Baiyue's face. She finally realized her wish for many years - revenge.

But at the same time, she also lost everything she once had, leaving only loneliness and emptiness.

The emperor passed away!

The civil and military officials in the court did not show much surprise on their faces, as if they were mentally prepared.

After all, in the past five years, it was not uncommon for the emperor to vomit blood in the court, and everyone had gradually become accustomed to such scenes.

However, when this moment really comes, everyone still feels an indescribable loss and confusion.

The entire court fell into a dead silence.

The ministers looked at each other with wandering eyes, as if they were looking for some answers or guidance.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke the silence.

Su Baiyue, dressed in gorgeous clothes, slowly walked onto the stage, holding the five-year-old new emperor in her arms.

Her face was solemn and dignified, and her eyes revealed determination and courage.

"Long live the Queen Mother!" All the ministers shouted in unison, and their voices echoed throughout the court.

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!" Immediately afterwards, another round of cheers rang out, expressing respect and blessings for the new emperor.

The Queen Mother nodded slightly to indicate that she accepted the worship of the ministers.

She hugged the little emperor tightly, her eyes calm.

This young child will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country and face countless challenges and tests.

When all the court officials knelt down respectfully and completed their greetings, they slowly raised their heads, their eyes involuntarily focused on the eye-catching figure in front of them.

At that moment, the same thought came to everyone's mind:

"As expected, she is the woman who once bewitched three emperors!"

Every emperor loved her deeply and would rather give up the three thousand beauties in the harem and favor her alone just to stay with her forever.

Even though time has passed and Su Baiyue is now thirty years old, the years have not left any trace on her beautiful face.

She is still breathtakingly beautiful, as delicate and charming as a newly blooming flower.

At this moment, she held great power, high above everyone else, sitting behind the pearl curtain in front of the dragon throne.

Although it was called ruling from behind the scenes, everyone present knew it well - the world was no longer the same as before.

Su Baiyue's soul was watching all this with her chin propped up in the air. If this was the case, she should have been perfect, so why did she fall into depravity and become a demon?

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The boy in his arms is named Sheng Sui'an, and he is now eight years old.

Time flies, however, in the past three years, time does not seem to have left any trace on Su Baiyue's stunningly beautiful face.

Although the situation was changing inside and outside the court and was not very stable, Su Baiyue successfully stabilized the overall situation with his extraordinary wisdom and means, allowing the entire prosperous dynasty to thrive.

Today, everything is completely different.

Su Baiyue couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

She had never thought that such a bizarre thing would happen. It turned out that the palace had recently recruited a new guard, and this guard was very different from the other guards.

He is tall, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and a mysterious aura between his eyebrows. He looks like a mixed-race person.

What’s even more surprising is that this guard’s appearance is exactly the same as Su Baiyue’s deceased husband Xuanyuan Zheng!

The moment she saw him just now, Su Baiyue felt her body tremble involuntarily, her face full of disbelief, staring straight at him. Her lips trembled slightly, and she asked softly:

"You...are really...Xuanyuan Zheng?"

Xuanyuan Zheng's eyes were full of tenderness and love. He gazed at his wife affectionately, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a warm smile, and slowly said:

"Yes, it was me. I lost all my memories after I fell off my horse.

Later, I was rescued by a kind-hearted farm girl, and I spent a peaceful period of time in that quiet village.

It was not until the past year that my memory gradually recovered. The first thing I did after recovering my memory was to look for you immediately.

I know I'm sorry for you, but I just can't control my longing for you. So I tried every possible way to enter the palace, just to be by your side. "

After saying this, he looked at Su Baiyue deeply, his eyes full of affection and attachment.

Hearing these words, Su Baiyue's body trembled again and tears instantly burst out of her eyes.

Over the past three years, she has been single-handedly supporting the affairs inside and outside the court, and is exhausted both physically and mentally.

However, what made her feel even more powerless was that she had lost the support of love, and the only thing left in her heart was concern for her children.

But that child happened to be Sheng Qun's own flesh and blood. Whenever she thought of this, an irrepressible feeling of disgust would surge up from the bottom of her heart.

The relationship with Sheng Sui'an was also lukewarm.

But at such a critical moment, she never expected that she would meet the man she once loved deeply - Xuanyuan Zheng.

How could this not move her?