Chapter 174 Hate Surging

"Pa--" Bian Yuzhen just put down his hand and waved it out fiercely.

This time, I used ten times of my strength, which was crisp and loud, which made me stag and green, and left a few blue and white fingerprints on half of my cheeks.

Chun'er's eyes and mouth widened together. Wen Caiqing didn't expect that she would do anything to herself and covered her face on the spot. Not only them, but all the people who saw this scene were dumbfounded, and even Bian Yuzhen himself was stunned and looked at his numb right hand in disbelief.

Although she is impatient, she can also distinguish between priority. In terms of grade, she is several times shorter than Wen Caiqing. In any case, she can't do anything to Wen Caiqing, let alone on such an occasion. However, as soon as she saw Wen Caiqing, she couldn't resist her anger anyway.

In everyone's opinion, she is now favored, and the emperor has stayed in her palace for a month in a row, which makes all the concubines envious. She was also flattered and flattered, and earned face in front of people. However, whenever she sees the emperor, her heart is always cold, panicked, and even afraid.

In the past month, the man has gone to her almost every day. When he was in a good mood, he fell asleep. When he was in a bad mood, he would rudely vent on her body, and then he still fell asleep. The so-called good and bad mood is based on an optimistic attitude beyond human imagination. In her impression, the emperor's expression has always been gloomy, and he can only distinguish between terrible and particularly terrible.

She didn't know what it was like to be favored by others, but she intuitively thought that the real favored should not be like this, because she didn't feel any warmth from this man. Not to mention warmth, she could even feel his contempt and disdain.

Except for a few words to her on the first day, I never said a word to her, and I didn't even look at her. Occasionally, she will dare to talk to her in exchange for a cold glance, with a strong disgust, as if she is an extremely dirty thing.

Whenever you see this man, the joy brought by the pursuit of others will be gone, as if it is a beautiful and illusory dream, and it will be more desolate when you wake up. Unconsciously, she became trembling. Every time the night came, she stared nervously at the door for fear that he would no longer appear and her dream would be shattered.

Once he appeared, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief. But when she saw his gloomy face, her heart became desperate again, especially when he rudely possessed her and brought her pain without pity. She even hoped that he would never appear again.

However, after dawn, those with all kinds of thoughts came around her and spared no effort to flatter her. The feeling of superiority was like anesthetic, which made her forget the pain and despair and indulge in it.

She spent day after day in such a contradictory mood, like taking drugs, repeating the feeling of hell to heaven, heaven to hell, and can't tell whether it is pain or happiness.

Sometimes she is also confused and tries her best to think that since the emperor doesn't like her, why should he spoil her? Maybe it's the first time it's hard work**, but it can't be said for a month. What exactly is the reason?

She thought for a long time but found the answer last night.

Last night, she habitually knelt down at **, waiting for him to come. He came, but instead of going straight to the bed as usual, he ordered the palace people to bring wine and drink silently. He was drunk and hazy before he came to hug her.

Maybe it was drunk. His expression was not as terrible as usual, and his eyes were also slightly warm, which made her heart hit like a deer and looked forward to it, as if she saw the green stars on the branches in the snowy season.

It was not until he stuck to her ear and muttered "Qing'er" that she realized that the only warmth was not for her, but for another person.

She fell into an ice cellar. It turned out that the emperor did this to her because of the woman named "Qing'er", disappointment, pain, jealousy, anger, humiliation, and all the negative emotions surged and annihilated her mind. She gritted her teeth and madly blamed the woman named "Qing'er" for all the torture she had suffered, hoping to kill the woman with her own hands. The previous worries, fears and confusion seemed to have a home all of a sudden, just like an empty person has found a spiritual sustenance, and this hatred is particularly strong.

So after the emperor left, she couldn't wait to investigate who Qing'er was, not anyone else, but the concubine she had once asked for, and this hatred was invisibly aggravated several times.

Thinking that she might meet Wen Caiqing today, her teeth were itchy, but she rationally warned herself not to be impulsive. I was afraid that I couldn't control myself and did something and messed up the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, so I deliberately lingered until very late to come to Chang'an Hall.

But she didn't expect to meet Wen Caiqing on the narrow road. Originally, she wanted to beat her maid to vent her anger, but as soon as she saw her light face, she waved her hand as if she was not controlled by herself at all.

After a short suffocating silence, Chun'er reacted first, handed over the gift box in her hand to the palace people next to her, held Wen Caiqing and asked urgently, "Mother, are you all right?" Before Wen Caiqing answered, he stared at Bian Yuzhen angrily, "How dare you beat our mother, you... You are simply lawless. I will definitely tell the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. No, I must tell the emperor..."

Bian Yuzhen also knew that he had caused a big accident on impulse. His face was pale, afraid and at a loss, and his body couldn't help trembling.

"Mother, how are you?" After scolding Bian Yuzhen, Chun'er went to check Wen Caiqing's situation again. She reached out and gently touched her cheek. Seeing that she was in pain, she took a cold breath and subconsciously shrank. She couldn't help her heartache. "Oh, it's all red and swollen. It must be very painful, right? What should I do? Do you want to call the doctor?"

That hit really hurt, and it was the first time in his life that Wen Caiqing was insulted like this. His eyes couldn't help but be a little wet. He tried to suppress his crying and smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter. Let's go in. We won't catch up with the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet!"

"But Madam, your face is like this. How can you go in?"

"It's okay. It'll be fine in a while. Let's go." Wen Caiqing smiled faintly and walked in.

Bian Yuzhen thought she would call back and at least scold a few words. Unexpectedly, she was innocent. The anger covered by panic rose again and gritted her teeth, "Do you want to leave now?"

Wen Caiqing stopped and turned around with a smile, "What, is there anything else for Bian Jieyu?" Half of her cheeks were red and swollen, which made her smile look a little strange. In the eyes of Bian Yuzhen, it was like a mockery.

"Don't think that if you go in like this and pretend to be pitiful with the emperor, you can take the emperor back from me!" Bian Yuzhen wanted to apologize and suppress the matter, but as soon as she saw her smile, it became like this. Sure enough, her hatred for this woman could not be extinguished at all, and she could not bow to her anyway.

Now that the disaster has been made, just have a good time!