The Empress Behind the Veil

Chapter 301 Since There's No Love For Him

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At this moment, Emperor Zhaolie felt a panic that he had never felt before, seeing a thin figure that had already gone far away, Emperor Zhaolie darted quickly to chase after him.

Just as Qin Ruojiu was about to step into the front gate, Emperor Zhaolie restrained Qin Ruojiu's shoulder and violently pulled the light Qin Ruojiu's body into his arms.

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When Qin Ruojiu had already entered his embrace, Emperor Zhaolie hugged him tightly, immersing his chin on Qin Ruojiu's neck, inhaling Qin Ruojiu's scent strongly, breathing in Qin Ruojiu's scent, this was their most intimate and also closest action they had ever done before to be able to understand each other's thoughts.

But at this time, Qin Ruojiu did not hug Emperor Zhaolie tightly like before, but simply smiled bitterly, letting Emperor Zhaolie hug her like a puppet.

Sensing Qin Ruojiu's alienation, Emperor Zhaolie re-embraced Qin Ruojiu even more with regret and dominance. Emperor Zhaolie wanted to use his affection as well as his current domineering nature to relieve Qin Ruojiu's pain and also grief at this moment.

Only unfortunately Qin Ruojiu today was not as easily persuaded as before. Qin Ruojiu felt Emperor Zhaolie's movements while moving her body slightly uncomfortably, but she was increasingly smothered by the person behind her. In his arms, Qin Ruojiu could still smell the faint scent of sandalwood on his body. But as soon as the thought of later on this body was destined not to be his, perhaps, this body was not his from the start, Qin Ruojiu's heart felt extremely ill, so Qin Ruojiu pushed Emperor Zhaolie away.

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After Qin Ruojiu for the first time performed an act that rejected the compassion of Emperor Zhaolie, the room suddenly became silent, the faint scent of sandalwood filled the air, faintly looking faintly dim.

There was no trace of spirit in Qin Ruojiu's eyes, the last light when Qin Ruojiu looked at him was already like a fire that was about to burn out. Qin Ruojiu shrunk back a few steps, there was a trace of fortitude that flashed across her pretty face, suddenly Qin Ruojiu smiled at Emperor Zhaolie, pressing back the tears that were pouring out in her eyes.

“Emperor, I feel unwell today, excuse me who is impolite, I retreat first.” Finished speaking, Qin Ruojiu then turned around and put away his sad emotions, yes, Qin Ruojiu knew that Emperor Zhaolie was doing this just to comfort him alone, just to dispel the guilt in his heart.

Afterwards, Qin Ruojiu wiped the tears off her face then left quickly.

The two servants outside the door, who were the two little servants who had prevented him from entering, one was kneeling and the other was standing, both frightened by the Emperor's anger. Seeing Qin Ruojiu come out, the two rushed to their knees and kowtowed then said: “Queen..”.

Qin Ruojiu passed them and directly ran towards the Imperial Flower Garden.

Lu’er who was not far away had already seen the situation, he rushed forward to greet Qin Ruojiu, when he saw Qin Ruojiu . Lu’er asked in a very worried and also fearful tone: “Consort, did the Emperor come there?”

Qin Ruojiu did not say a word, but just grabbed Lu’er's hand then hurriedly said: “Lu’er, let's go!”

Along the way, they did not speak at all.

After returning to Fengyi Palace, Qin Ruojiu carried himself away to a corner already like a wounded wild cat, with bare feet, both of his hands hugging his own slim body, and his, his head was calmly leaning against his own arm, his eyes were staring towards the distance, like he was looking at the clouds in the sky, and also like he was looking at the rest of the light that was slowly dimming.

It had been almost an hour since Lu’er had seen such behavior of her Empress. His heart was anxious but he did not dare to ask.

Lu’er knew that the Empress was sad, but she did not want to ask at this moment. Yes, if we talk more now, to the Empress, it is not an act of concern or consolation, but it will only sprinkle salt on her wound at inappropriate times.

Just when Lu’er felt helpless, the Empress then stood up from the corner, her grim eyes staring into the distance, then she asked Lu’er like a human who has no soul: “Lu’er, which is a, do you think the Emperor likes me?”

As soon as the words were spoken, Lu’er was a little stunned then shocked.