Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 89

Han Zhiyu heard from others that the more uncertain she was, the more she would repeat the explanation in an attempt to convince herself.

And he is just very unconfident.

He believes that Han Ying and himself are true brothers, but when it comes to rights, they don't represent themselves.

How could he allow other people to sleep soundly by the side of the couch, he may feel that he is a faint tyrant, and even if he wants to, the country will be subjugated.

But when he doesn't want to, no one can touch his rights.

Therefore, the imperial power and the clan are destined to have a war.

If he promised Han Zhiyu, he would do it, and if he succeeded, he would save the Han family.

He will not involve Han Zhiyu in the dispute with the family, nor will he let her be in a dilemma.

If he fails, then she, a daughter of an aristocratic family who knows nothing, will also be treated kindly.

He quietly thought of a good idea, and didn't think about whether others would like it or not.

Although she was a little worried about his current state, but in her capacity, she behaved differently from this person.

She lacks spirituality in matters of love, but she is not a fool.

It was clear that he seemed to have other ideas, if he really comforted him at this time, it would be tantamount to teasing him.

"The concubine resigns." Han Zhiyu saluted, but she didn't have the feeling of a weak willow following the wind that should be in this era. Instead, she looked like she was standing in a military posture.

His stature is tall and straight, his head is slightly raised, and he looks like a proud person.

Without waiting for the emperor's consent, she went out on her own.

When Xuan Ning saw that everyone had left, he entered the hall alone.

Then he saw his high and mighty emperor, sitting on a chair casually at this moment, and said with a smile, "Han Zhiyu, what should I do with you?"

The words Han Zhiyu came out of his mouth, and he didn't know whether the tone was joy or worry.

Xuan Ning looked at his wanton look, and lowered his head so low that he could feel more at ease.

"Xuan, Xie Qing'an came to see the widow." Ying Yu stood up and threw off his sleeves and walked towards the throne.

The tall throne seemed to engulf him completely.

And Xuan Ning went out after a thousand blows. The young masters of the Xie family have been waiting in the palace for so long, and you only remember his feelings for him.

The vicinity of the Zichen Palace was fine, someone glued Xia Chan away, but outside there were cicadas singing one after another, which made people feel restless.

Finally in a shaded place, Xuan Ning found Young Master Xie who was sitting on a rock for a nap.

What caught the eye was a pure white dress, the material looked weak and elegant, as if it would be blown away by the wind immediately.

And the young master of the Xie family had a handkerchief covering his face, which was a sight to behold in the scorching summer.

For some reason, five words suddenly appeared in Xuan Ning's mind: I went very peacefully.

In a flash, he felt that his brain was really heated and stupid, and his chest was still floating with his breath, so how could he just go there.

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie, wake up." Xuan Ning called out in a low voice, for fear of frightening him.

As one of the old aristocratic families, the eldest grandson of the Xie family, this person's status is naturally invaluable.

Xie Qing'an, who was disturbed, closed her eyes and reached for the handkerchief, and opened her eyes with a slight frown.

Seeing the person coming, he sat up sleepily and smiled apologetically, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I fell asleep."

A few strands of black hair hung down casually, and he stretched out one hand, supporting half of his head innocently, as if he hadn't recovered.

After a short delay, he regained his energy, with a warm smile on his face: "Qing'an has lost her composure."

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(End of this chapter)