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Two years later, the Empress successfully gave birth to a son, named good time.
"Mother, the Emperor has been waiting outside for a long time. Just let him in," good time said, spinning around the table like a little top. Watching him, I couldn't help but sigh.
Unintentionally, memories from six years ago flooded back, and my heart twisted in pain.
I never expected that the Crown Prince would genuinely care for me.
At least compared to Qing Yu, who had pretended to be foolish for two years, the Crown Prince had never hidden even a fraction of his feelings from me.
"Go tell the Emperor to go back; I don't want to see him right now."
In the Twenty-First Century, having multiple wives was considered disgraceful, but in this era, everything seemed to be taken for granted. Moreover, he was now the exalted Emperor!
The Seventh Prince back then, who was so infatuated with me, even if he was pretending to be foolish, those days allowed me to live freely and easily.
Now, he stood at the pinnacle of power, looking down on his ministers. They say it's lonely at the top; fortunately, I had watched enough time-travel dramas in the Twenty-First Century to navigate this complex court and survive until today.
After much contemplation, I felt that this connection should ultimately be severed.
I hadn't looked at Qing Yu properly for nearly three years. With his harem filled with beautiful women, how could he possibly feel lonely because of my departure?
I finally understood that from the very beginning, Qing Yu and I were not of the same kind, and the worlds we inhabited were completely different.
"Empress Dowager, I really want to see the Emperor. I haven't seen him in such a long time..." good time tugged at my garment with his small, tender hands, looking at me with a pitiful expression.
I thought to myself that such a separation was indeed too cruel for a child. After a moment of silence, I finally frowned and said, "Alright, let him in."
Qing Yu appeared to have lost quite a bit of weight; his chin had become even more gaunt, and he had grown some stubble. Strangely enough, he seemed more charming than before.
"Shaohua..." he began, his voice somewhat hoarse.
I turned my face away, unwilling to look at him. "Have you finally... decided to forgive me?"
Forgive? What talk of forgiveness was this? He had used foolishness to elicit my sympathy, making me willingly become the woman of the crown prince.
Even more absurdly, all along, he had merely treated me as a pawn, while I had foolishly regarded him as my everything.
Indeed, how could I ever forgive such a man?
"I will not forgive you," I said coldly, suppressing my voice.
"Shaohua... Are you still blaming me in the end?"
I forced a bitter smile and replied gloomily, "I'm not blaming you. You have your empire to protect; I have my pursuit of happiness. From the very beginning, we were not from the same world. It was my one-sided wish to merge our worlds together, but..."
But reality told me that there was no possibility or necessity for us to be together.
"Your Majesty..." A eunuch rushed in with a joyful expression on his face. "Consort Lan has given birth! It's a imperial Son!"
In an instant, Qing Yu's face turned ashen.
"Get out," he shouted angrily, then turned to look at me. "Shaohua, good time is the future emperor. I will only pass the title of crown prince to good time."
"Qing Yu, do you even know what I truly want in this life?"
I let out a cold laugh. "Why do you always think that power and the throne are what I desire? Do you know that I have never coveted such things? You don't understand me at all, Qing Yu; you really don't know me."
Qing Yu seemed completely enraged by my words. He stepped closer to me, gripping my shoulders tightly and shouting, "Shaohua, what do you want? What is it that you truly desire?"
His grip was so strong that it felt as if he might crush my bones.
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