ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 92. THE ICE-COLD MOON

On the twentieth day of winter, Qian Ren's forces took control of one Niangxi province, Lin Hongse desperately put up a fight in Qianan,

At night that day, Grand Empress Xiao Yi walked into the Guangli hall, her body was covered in several snow-white petals, her face somewhat stunned and tense. He has called the prime minister and several ministers for an abrupt meeting.

"His Majesty hasn't returned yet?" Ask the prime minister.

"Not yet Her Majesty the empress."

"Your Majesty just said he wanted to directly review the border area but he never said if he would attack Niangxi." Grand Empress Xiao Yi was seen trying to hide her feelings.

The woman who was not yet thirty looked beautiful and graceful, she frowned, her face was covered in a layer of black smoke, the candle as thick as a small arm behind her emitted a glittering radiance, shining on his deathly pale face, he lowered his voice, like a bird in the midst of a strong wind, with a sharp and heavy voice, he said, “Do you guys know what His Majesty's plan is?"

The Prime Minister took a momentary look with the others then shook his head.

"His Majesty only planned a war on the border to take back Yichen city but did not say it would be done quickly and suddenly."

"All right..." Grand Empress Xiao Yi nodded her head. Her dress seemed to be dragged on the floor as she spun around.

"I want everyone to stay in the palace, nobody to get out of the city. This war may last a long time, we must always be on standby. Your Majesty may have a reason for what happened. But whatever it is..." He took a deep breath heavily.

"We must support His Majesty." Say it firmly. Then with long strides he walked out of the Guangli hall. Followed by the looks of the people he called.

"Darling Chu..." His eyes glanced at the senior Dayang Chu Cu who followed him along with several other maids, their steps fixed on the palace of Houho, the official residence of the queen.

"Call Chun's bodyguard to me."

"Good..." Chu Cu unquestioningly bowed his body and when the grand Empress walked into his room, Chu Cu had already gone to look for the Chun Guards.

"Chun is facing His Majesty..."

"Chun's bodyguard." The Grand Empress looked straight at Chun's bodyguard.

"Can you arrange my trip to Liangsu in secret."

Chun's bodyguards were stunned, he did not expect to hear her queen's request.

"Your Majesty, the empress, it's too dangerous and I think.I think His Majesty the king does not want if His Majesty the empress leaves the palace." Chun's bodyguard's voice was flattered.

"I know he doesn't want it, but I know right now, Your Majesty is in need of me by his side. I have promised to live and die with him because of that, even though I pass through the sea of blood I will accompany him..." Grand Empress Xiao Yi said confidently.

There was disappointment implied on his face, His Majesty took an important decision not to even speak to him.

"War is no joke, I can't let my husband turn into a monster because of the grudges and anger he harbors. I should talk to him, even to the end of the sky even if I should see him." His fizzling slowly, his face became slightly paled, Xiao Yi's heart suddenly turned cold, a cold sensation rolled up from the bottom of his heart, like the smoke of a milky white incense rising from the censer, slowly swirling, freely entering various places.

The icy moonlight, on this very long night, a silence penetrated the frenzied sound, and began to grow.

Thus, half a month passed, autumn had passed and this winter had turned gripping, the air turning ice-cold and humid.

...***...

The chaos in the western part of Niangxi has made the city of Nanxing increasingly murky. The sea of refugees is making its way to the city, the food rations are dwindling, all the joys of spring are unflagging.

Consorts Huan lived in the king's palace, with the hall right next to the king's private building.

Day after day, he looked at the sunlight across the dark red window sill, waiting for a day to come.

He very rarely saw King Nan Chen since the incident he slept with the king in a drunken state, because of the problem of this war, although Nanxing's military strength was shaken and diminished, influential families in the southwest have made their way into nearby provinces, the country's abundant coffers of the previous year becoming depleted.

His Highness Nan was usually so relaxed and not too dizzy with all the political affairs, all had been arranged by Prime Minister Yang Liujun. But strangely enough, lately the king has become so busy that even the dances and songs of the king's hall are rarely heard.

Traces of autumn disappeared, rays and shadows swayed, the early months of the cold nusim were full of grief, the news of death stifled the chest.

When she woke up in the morning Consort Huan opened the window, and saw thin snow outside, behind the window, some wutong trees had been enveloped by a layer of pure white ice flowers, during his stay in Nanxing town in a house of entertainment as a dancer, he had not seen snow fall for a long time because he was locked up, only going out if necessary. This morning she was wearing a coat of bright red satin, looking so bold, beautiful and strong.

That morning, she received an important guest at her residence, Queen Lin Fangyin.

"Consort Huan, I don't know what magic you have until His Highness Nan Chen likes you so much..." Those words were spoken by Lin Fangyin sharply.

"You know what, I won't be friendly to anyone who tries more than me." Queen Lin Fangyin sounded so bluntly.

Concubine Huan stood like a rock, she did not budge.

"My arrival here just wants to ask you nicely, get out of this palace willingly. Before I throw you out." The sentence was sprayed with such a cold tone.

Consort Huan raised her face slowly.

"His Majesty the queen..." Concubine Huan spoke with her mouth trembling.

"The one who has the right to expel me is His Majesty the king. He has convinced me to be the chief concubine, I cannot go against the order of a king."

"Comefriend Huan!!!" The voice sounded so loud, echoing in the room of Huan's high-roofed concubine.

"You don't know, how cruel I would be if I had decided to hate someone." His fizz was cold, his white teeth were grinding.

"I know, Her Majesty the queen. I know, even a concubine would have to pay him dearly for the hatred of Her Majesty the Queen." Welcomed Consort Huan expressionlessly, there was no fear on her beautiful face.