Chapter 49 Even if I forget my feelings, I will still think of you .

Ye Wanwan looked back at Li He, who looked exactly like her. She couldn't say that Li He was Qi Youan's true identity in the fairy world. They just came to the mortal world to experience tribulations. Who could believe it?

The words of explanation were stuck in her mouth, and Ye Wanwan didn't know how to open her mouth

. "Li He was a playmate of mine in childhood, but he died young. My father once joked about getting married, but I was afraid that Ayou would mind, so I never said it clearly." Ye Wanwan pretended to be calm and explained.

Qi Youan rested his chin on her shoulder, his eyes dim and hard to tell. After a long time, he turned his face away, as if he believed what she said.

This matter seemed to have come to an end. Since then, Ye Wanwan has lived a comfortable life, sleeping, eating, playing, and rubbing her ears with Qi Youan every day, so that she has forgotten the mission of coming to the mortal world. It was

a spring day, and the girl was lying lazily in the fragrant bushes. The twisted branches blocked the sun, and the golden sunlight leaked through the gaps between the leaves, embroidering mottled patterns on her sleeves. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt a slight itch on her cheek, as if there was a light touch.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and saw a white dress hanging upside down on the branch, and a waterfall of black hair hanging down around her neck.

"Ah!" Ye Wanwan was frightened and screamed, and fled to the side in panic.

When the person landed gracefully, she saw that it was the Immortal Lord Ji Yu standing with a fan.

"Yunheng, you are so happy in the mortal world that you don't want to leave. Have you forgotten me?" Ji Yu teased.

Ye Wanwan came to her senses. She really hadn't seen the gods in the fairy world for a long time.

"Miss, what happened?" Yun Ting heard the lady's call in the distance and hurried over.

"It's okay. I just saw an ugly bug on the bark." No one except Ye Wanwan could see Jiyu. Yunting left when she saw that the lady was fine.

At this time, Jiyu walked into Ye Wanwan slowly, shaking the Yuze fan, and said, "I came to the mortal world this time to find you."

"What's wrong?" The girl asked puzzledly.

"You still ask me what's wrong? Have you forgotten the burden on your shoulders? Do you really think you are the Empress of the Central Palace?" Jiyu reminded.

Ye Wanwan certainly did not forget the purpose of her trip to the mortal world, but the life of soaking in the honey pot all day made her reluctant to break this beauty, thinking of delaying it again and again.

"You are not really in love with Li He, are you?" Jiyu looked at the melancholy expression of the person in front of him and doubted.

"He is different from Li He." Ye Wanwan quickly retorted.

"Then you just fell in love with the mortal who has the same face as Li He." Jiyu said firmly. He grew up with Yunheng, and Jiyu knew what she was thinking as soon as she opened her mouth.

Ye Wanwan remained silent and did not deny it.

Jiyu had a headache and said, "You are a fairy and he is a mortal. You must not fall in love with him. You should hurry up and complete the tribulation. After all, the longer you delay, the more dangerous you and Lihe will be. Do you really want to be wiped out?"

Ye Wanwan naturally didn't want to. She lowered her head and felt depressed.

Jiyu suddenly took out a brown pill and handed it to Ye Wanwan, saying, "This is the forgetfulness pill I stole from my father's treasure pavilion. After taking it, you can separate the love between men and women. Take this pill to avoid being disturbed by your own private feelings."

Ye Wanwan took it with a wry smile and said, "Thank you, it's too bitter to eat it alone. I'll mix it with sugar water when I go back to my room."

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That night, the green lamp was as dim as a bean, and Ye Wanwan sat alone in front of the mirror. With her white hands, she melted the pill into the white glazed cup, and the clear water was still clear. She held the cup to her lips, and just as she was about to drink it, she suddenly stopped, put down the water and took out two wine glasses. After she poured the water into the cups, she waited quietly for Qi Youan to arrive.

At three quarters past ten, Qi Youan came in the night. He couldn't wait to hold the girl in his arms and smell her unique fragrance. But he felt that the figure in his arms was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help frowning: "Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Wanwan smiled and shook her head, got off him and sat opposite him. She held up two wine glasses, one of which was handed to Qi Youan and said: "This is the wine I specially mixed. Ayou, are you willing to drink a glass with me?"

Qi Youan took the wine glass, took Ye Wanwan's white wrist and said: "Then I want to drink the wedding wine."

Ye Wanwan smiled and followed his movements. At this time, the candlelight shone on the two of them, like a newlywed couple. After the two drank the wine, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear fell into the cup.

After drinking, they were both in a trance, feeling that some emotions in their hearts seemed to be taken away, and they felt empty. Qi Youan subconsciously grabbed his chest, trying to grasp the passing things, but it was empty.

When the two looked up again, their eyes met but there was no warmth as before, as if they were looking at strangers.

"It's late at night, Queen, please go back to the palace first." Qi Youan said coldly. He didn't understand why he had always let Ye Wanwan stay in his bedroom before. It was simply against the rules.

Ye Wanwan stood up in a daze. When she reached the threshold, she suddenly felt something was wrong and turned around and said, "I'll take my leave."

After all, etiquette is indispensable in the palace.

Yongshou Palace, where the queen lived, had not been occupied for a long time and was full of dust. The emperor ordered it to be cleaned overnight for the queen to live in. Looking at the spacious and magnificent palace, Ye Wanwan smiled with satisfaction.

"Miss, have you had a rift with His Majesty?" Yun Ting asked.

"No, this is where the queen should live. It's so grand." Ye Wanwan smiled sweetly, but in Yunting's eyes, the smile seemed forced. She really didn't understand why the two of them, who were so close a few days ago, suddenly lived in separate palaces.

"Miss, it's okay. Yunting will always be with you."

"Yunting, you are so strange tonight."

Yunting thought to herself, it was obviously the young lady who was more abnormal.

That night, Ye Wanwan lay alone on the brocade couch, tossing and turning. In the past, when she snuggled in Qi Youan's arms, his broad chest was as warm as a censer, but now the quilt was cold and the pillow was cold, and she could not fall asleep until dawn.

Qi Youan also couldn't sleep well that night. But for some reason, he felt inexplicably empty in his heart.

The next morning, the Imperial Censor came out and said, "Your Majesty, the six palaces are now vacant, with only the Empress, and the heir has not yet been established. For the sake of the ancestral temple and the country, I ask Your Majesty to select ladies to fill the harem. All the ladies of the right age in Qi State can be selected. I respect your wise decision."

Qi Youan's mind flashed through Ye Wanwan's face, and he said, "State affairs are busy, and the selection of concubines will be discussed later."

The minister's proposal was refuted, and he had to retreat embarrassedly.

After the court was dismissed, Qi Youan handled government affairs in the imperial study as usual. The mountains of memorials showed the busy state affairs. Several ministers also submitted memorials hoping that the emperor could fill the harem. Even if there was no selection of concubines, it would be good to select the best women of high officials and age to enter the palace.

The king threw these memorials on the ground in annoyance, and the girl's charming smile came to his mind again. Thinking about it carefully, Ye Wanwan was originally married to the previous emperor, but after he ascended the throne, he made her the queen against all odds. Such a ridiculous behavior was hard for him to believe.

Did Ye Wanwan cast a spell on him? Qi Youan couldn't help but doubt it.

"A-choo--" Ye Wanwan suddenly sneezed three times while sitting on the recliner. Is someone gossiping about her behind her back, Ye Wanwan thought.

The story of the Tribulation Book is coming to an end, and she should quickly bring about the ending so that she can return to the fairyland as soon as possible.

She remembered that the ending of the story was that Qi Youan stabbed Ye Wanwan in the heart with a sword and killed her. Only then did she realize that she had already fallen deeply in love with her and was so sad that she couldn't draw her sword to kill herself.

But how can she make Qi Youan kill herself? Ye Wanwan thought hard for a long time, but still had no good plan.

Seeing that the queen sat alone in the courtyard all day, silent and absent-minded, the eunuch of Yongshou Palace quietly asked Yunting: "Sister Yunting, what happened to the queen?" "

Don't worry, the queen, His Majesty treats you like a pearl and a treasure, and will never draw a sword against you." Yunting smiled and comforted.

"The queen may be missing His Majesty." Yunting sighed and walked up to the front to bring the pear blossom cake.

"Yunting, you came at the right time. Under what circumstances can a couple draw a sword against each other?" Ye Wanwan suddenly asked.

"My humble opinion... If it is not betrayal, it is a deep hatred."

Ye Wanwan heard this and gently twisted the silk handkerchief with her slender fingers, thinking.

Betrayal, or hatred?

"Don't worry, the queen, you are the apple of His Majesty's eye, and His Majesty will never draw a sword against you." Yunting said with a smile.

This made Ye Wanwan feel strange. She and Qi Youan took the forgetfulness pill together to avoid being tied up by love and help him pass the tribulation smoothly. If she can't make him kill her, wouldn't it be a waste of her life?

In terms of hatred, she has neither hurt his relatives nor plotted to usurp the throne; as for betrayal... she needs to find a man to do it. This man cannot be an ordinary servant or guard, it is best if he is close to Qi Youan, so as to arouse his monstrous anger.

The first person Ye Wanwan thought of was the emperor's close minister, Song Zhixiao.

However, the palace rules are strict, and concubines are not allowed to meet with outsiders privately. If she wants to see Song Zhixiao, she has to escape from the palace privately.

Before the palace gates were locked late at night, Yun Ting took a maid and prepared to leave the palace.

"Curfew is imminent, no one is allowed to leave the palace!" The guard shouted sternly.

"How dare you! I am acting on the orders of the Queen, and you dare to stop me?" Yun Ting showed the imperial edict, and the guards were immediately panicked . They bowed and said, "So it was sent by the Queen. I wonder what important business requires you to leave the palace at night?"

"This is not something you, a guard, should ask about. Hurry up and let me go."

The guards did not dare to disobey the Queen's order and had to let me go.

After leaving the palace for a long time, the maid behind her raised her head and revealed her true face and said, "Yun Ting, please find an inn to stay tonight." "

How can I let you go alone?" Yun Ting said.

"Then you can come with me." Ye Wanwan said.

The two came to the gate of Song Mansion and were stopped by the guards.

"Please help me pass to Lord Song," I have something important to report to him. "Ye Wanwan took out the wooden sign that Song Ci had given her in the past.

When the guard saw it, he immediately reported it. Song Zhixiao understood that it was Ye Wanwan who came to see him, so he quickly got up and put on his clothes to greet her.

Seeing that Ye Wanwan was disguised as a maid, he knew that she had a secret and important matter, so the two went to the study to have a secret talk.

"I wonder what important matter the Queen has come to visit so late at night?" Song Zhixiao asked.

Ye Wanwan hesitated for a moment and said, "You promised to repay me for saving your life before, does it still count?"