mtlumby2d Chapter 256 I wish he would hate me
Chapter 256 I wish he would hate me
"Where is my son? How is he now?"
Upon learning that her son was not dead, Xu Jiaoran grabbed Li Zhen and questioned him like a madman.
However, Li Zhen just looked coldly at the mad woman in front of him and threatened: "If you want your son to live, you must obey me from now on. If you make any moves again, don't blame me for really killing your evil child!"
"You! Why do you treat me like this? Please let me go, Li Zhen, I beg you..."
She asked in a trembling voice, her voice full of pleading and helplessness.
However, Li Zhen seemed not to hear her voice, and his eyes were still as cold as ice.
Xu Jiaoran's heart was filled with pain and helplessness. No matter how she struggled or shouted, Li Zhen seemed to be out of it.
He just looked at her coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him. There was no love and tenderness for her in his eyes anymore, only indifference and determination.
At this moment, Xu Jiaoran's heart was completely broken. She no longer struggled, nor did she cry out. There was only endless despair and silence in her eyes.
She knew that she could no longer escape the control of this man. She could only let him manipulate her and torture her.
How long will this dark and gloomy life, where we are at the mercy of others, last?
"Li Zhen, you will get your retribution!" Xu Jiaoran said angrily.
In this boundless palace, Xu Jiaoran seemed to be trapped in deep darkness.
Her heart had become like an ice-cold well, without any waves. She was forced to stay by the emperor Li Zhen's side, like a weak prey caught in a tiger's mouth, unable to control herself.
The moonlight that night had been so gentle, shining on her, but now, it only reminded her of the dignity and freedom that were deprived of her by Li Zhen.
His threatening face followed her everywhere. Her son became his bargaining chip, a tool for him to control her. Every night, his voice echoed in her ears: "You can only stay by my side forever, and don't think about going anywhere."
Xu Jiaoran's heart was bleeding. She looked at the moon covered by dark clouds outside the window, and her heart was filled with despair. She used to be such a proud woman, but now she has become a plaything of the emperor, who can do whatever he wants. The love, family affection, and dignity she once had are now gone.
She wanted to die, but every time the thought came to her mind, she would think of her poor son.
She couldn't let him get hurt, she had to stay strong and live on. However, how was this way of living different from death? The torture and humiliation day after day made her feel like a broken porcelain that could never be restored.
Her gentleness was long gone, leaving only traces of time and pain. Her eyes had lost their former brilliance, leaving only deep despair. Her heart had become numb, and she could only choose to remain silent and endure Li Zhen's insults and threats.
During these long years, Xu Jiaoran seemed to have become a puppet without a soul, at the mercy of others. Although her body was still breathing, her heart was dead. She no longer had dreams, no longer had hope, only endless pain and despair.
However, even in such a desperate situation, Xu Jiaoran still maintained her final strength.
She lived for her son and persisted for the power of maternal love. She told herself that as long as she was alive, she would have a chance to escape from this dark world. However, every time she faced Li Zhen, the hope that supported her would be wiped out by him.
Li Zhen, Xu Jiaoran was afraid and disgusted with him, he existed like a devil.
Deep in this imperial palace shrouded in prosperity, Xu Jiaoran's figure is like a desolate silhouette, embedded on the cold palace walls.
Now, her life was taken away by Emperor Li Zhen, and she lived like a soulless zombie.
Xu Jiaoran's eyes had long lost their former brilliance. Her eyes were empty and deep, as if they were swallowed by endless darkness.
In her heart, there was no hope or expectation, only endless despair and pain. Her life was like a flower that once bloomed but now withered, leaving only withered petals and dull colors.
Emperor Li Zhen's threat loomed over Xu Jiaoran's head like a haze. She could not escape or resist. His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart and leaving her with nowhere to escape.
Every night, his voice was like a cold iron chain that bound her tightly in the cage of the palace. His threats were like a dark shadow that prevented her from seeing the light.
Every corner of the palace is filled with the shadow of Emperor Li Zhen. He whispers in Xu Jiaoran's ears all the time, making her unable to rest.
Every look and every movement of his made Xu Jiaoran feel deeply frightened and uneasy. Her heart was filled with helplessness and sadness, but she could not find a way out.
Her body felt heavy and numb, as if it was being pressed down by a heavy object. Every breath she took was like a burden, and she felt exhausted.
Her soul seemed to have left her body and was wandering in the endless darkness. She had lost all her senses, like a zombie.
She endured it all silently, as if she had gotten used to this kind of life. Her heart was like a dead lake, without any ripples.
There was no expression on her face, only a look of numbness and despair. There were no tears in her eyes, only deep sorrow and endless despair.
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In the moonlit Yuchen Palace, the lights reflected the gorgeous glazed roof, making it crystal clear. However, in this magnificent palace, the atmosphere today was unusually dull.
The palace maid walked in quietly and helped Xu Jiaoran to dress up.
"My lady, let me dress you up!"
Xu Jiaoran sat in front of the dressing table, staring at herself in the mirror with empty eyes. She should have been beautiful, but because of the depression in her heart, she looked pale and dull.
The palace maid gently picked up the comb and carefully combed her long hair, but Xu Jiaoran's brows remained furrowed.
"Your Majesty, how should we dress up today?" the palace maid asked softly, but Xu Jiaoran seemed not to hear it, her mind seemed to have drifted far away.
The maid sighed and continued to do her makeup carefully. Her fingers shuttled through Xu Jiaoran's long hair, as if playing a silent movement. However, no matter how hard the maid tried, she could not see any love and expectation for life in Xu Jiaoran's eyes.
"My queen, are you okay?" the maid asked with concern.
However, Xu Jiaoran still had that dull expression on her face, and wasn't interested in answering anyone's questions.
The palace maids were also very terrified by Xu Jiaoran's behavior. His Majesty cared so much about the imperial concubine, and they were afraid that the imperial concubine's behavior would displease His Majesty.
"Your Highness, His Majesty is coming. If you keep treating His Majesty like this, sooner or later, His Majesty will hate you."
For a woman who is hated by His Majesty, life in this harem is extremely difficult.
However, Xu Jiaoran's eyes were focused at this moment, and she sneered and said, "I wish he would dislike me!"