Chapter 2

　The palace staff answered with fear and trembling, "Empress Dowager, the king is asking for an audience."

　　I sat up, lifted the veil, and looked at the door of the outer hall through the light and fluttering layers of the veil. Although Ying Ji is the seed that popped out of my stomach, but that was before I went up to Mi Bazi body, for this son, I can't force out half of my mother's love, so I listen to the government with the same dynasty is to listen to the heart of the peace of mind.

　　I reached out and cleared my throat, "What's the matter with the king's late-night visit, this palace has already gone to bed, so we'll talk about it tomorrow." I heard the palace people say that Ying Ji returned to the palace today, but I didn't expect that the first thing he did when he returned to the palace was to visit me, his old mother, how 'filial'.

　　Yi, however, took advantage of the situation and hugged me, burying his head in the middle of my neck and hissing, not putting Ying Ji in his eyes at all.

　　"Mother, my son returned to the palace and heard that mother is in ill health, my son's heart is not at ease specially rushed here to visit." Ying Ji in front of the temple door should be a bowing and bowing, I skimmed my lips and pushed away the intimacy of Yi coming forward.

　　"Great King has the heart, this palace is only occasionally infected with wind and cold, there is no serious harm. Today it is already late, the king or go back to bed early, tomorrow's court still need to be presided over by the king." The tone of my voice was so cold that I couldn't pretend to be affectionate even if I had to.

　　Ying Ji will probably never understand why his own mother disliked him so much. I will never reveal this secret to anyone. After years of staying in this bloodthirsty palace, my heart has long been coated with a layer of armor. No affection, friendship, or even love can move me.

　　I never tried to change history, science born I simply never passed the subject of literature and history. I even feel that I have become a part of history, on this big stage, I have completely integrated into the role. What I didn't even dare to think about before, I now do without even blinking an eye, killing and setting fire is nothing, and plotting to usurp the throne is no big deal either.

　　I will not stop.

　　I thought it was his filial piety that made me think that he was still at the door of the palace, begging for an audience. But I knew better, he must have heard some rumors and wanted to find out what was going on.

　　"Mother, please let my son take a look, if I don't see my mother at peace, I fear I will have a hard time sleeping tonight." I knew that if no one was there to encourage him, he wouldn't have suspected his mother. He had been as obedient as a pet I'd kept these past few years, and this man, I would make him pay.

　　I tore off the pair of hands that Yi clamped on my waist, turned back and kissed him, softly said, "Don't come out." Ignoring Yi's reluctance, I picked up a robe and pulled it over my body.

　　Discontented with Ying Ji's disturbance, Yi pulled my hand when I got out of bed, "Don't pay attention to him, he will naturally leave later." He knew that Ying Ji did not have the guts to break into my chambers. Even if he let Ying Ji bump into me, he would not dare to say a word besides being ashamed and groundless. He wouldn't dare to touch Yi, much less me.

　　I ignored Yi's sorrowful eyes, gathered my messy hair, and raised my steps toward the outside of Aman.

　　Glancing at the figure reflected on the palace door, I squeaked, "Come in!" With the not-so-bright palace lights, I reclined on the ice silk couch.

　　The door of the palace was pushed open by the palace staff, Ying Ji was wearing a palace coat, on his feet was a pair of newly changed shoes, except for the candlelight when he stepped into the door of the palace, he looked in my direction, and after entering the palace and bowing, he didn't dare to look at me with his eyes again.

　　I gathered the edge of my robe, covered my lips with a yawn, and said in a slurred voice: "Which one of the uneducated lackeys has disturbed the king, this palace is only infected with wind-cold, and there will be no serious harm if we rest for a few days.

　　Ying Ji's big, bright eyes couldn't help but look behind the Aman, as if he wanted to explore the inner chamber through the gaps in the wind.

　　I couldn't help myself, my shoulders shook and I laughed out loud, "Is my son afraid that my mother will catch a cold in the night and wants to go into the inner bedroom to close the window for her? Or do you want to stay in my mother's chambers so that you can take care of her?"

　　Ying Ji was shocked, and he took a step back with his head hanging down, tongue tied and nervous, "My son, I wouldn't dare to do that, but the Queen Mother is taken care of by her many servants, so I don't have to worry about her."

　　"In that case, you should return to the palace early to rest." I was already too weak to maneuver with Ying Ji, so I coldly issued an order to expel him.

　　Ying Ji didn't dare to make a move, and bowed his hands as he retreated. When he reached the door of the palace, he suddenly turned back, "Empress Mother."

　　"What else." I frowned, greatly disgusted, this boy has borrowed bear bile tonight.

　　"My son has scavenged some treasures for Mother on his way back, I hope Mother likes them." He spoke very cheerfully, as if a son had done something to make his mother worthy of appreciation. He put all his fears behind him and returned to me in a few steps, crouching down to get closer, as if he wanted to draw the mother-son bond between us closer.

　　"What's this." Still frowning, I twisted my fingers and picked up a fine powder box spread in Ying Ji's palm.

　　"Jade Juice Congealing Cream."

　　Opening the powder box, a fresh and light fragrance came to my nose, I subconsciously covered my sleeve to cover my mouth and nose, and I coincidentally saw a touch of gloom slip across Ying Ji's face, I knew that my actions had hurt him, but I would not be heartbroken or pity him because of it.

　　I closed the lid and softened my tone, "You must have suffered a lot during your time away from home! Tomorrow I'll have the cook cook some nourishing food for you, look at how thin you are."

　　Ying Ji's face finally showed a hint of a smile, he was bent on pleasing me, but he didn't want to be hurt by my defensive behavior.

　　"Mother, have a good night's sleep, my son will take his leave." He left happily, causing me to get goosebumps for saying such an insincere thing.

　　Looking at Ying Ji's back, I couldn't help but sigh. I hadn't seen him for half a year, but he had grown an inch taller, and I thought it was a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet his father, Ying Yi, who was also a son.

　　I'm not sure if I'll be able to meet his father, Ying Yi.

　　When I was meditating, I suddenly realized that my body had become empty, and when I looked back, I saw Yi smiling wistfully.

　　I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in close to ask, "What are you laughing at."

　　Yi did not stop walking back towards the bedchamber, lowered his eyes and looked around, smiling sheepishly, "I'm laughing that you now have more and more of the flavor of a loving mother. What's the matter, you can't stand that kid?"

　　I raised my eyes, not willing to be defeated, "Well, Ying Ji is still my son, if I don't feel sorry for him, who will?"

　　"What about me? Will you feel sorry for me?" He turned around and placed me back on the bed, leaning down to look at me, as if he wanted to look into my heart through my eyes.

　　I don't like this serious look on Eboshi's face; it's appropriate for a scene, not a love affair between us. Don't look away, avoiding this too blunt question of his.

　　Disconcerted, Ei's hand clasped on my jaw stiffened and made me turn my head back to meet his eyes, and he even bulldozed his way into trapping me without realizing it, as if he wanted to signal me something. I shrank back and removed Ei's hand, unconsciously furrowing my eyebrows, "Ei, I'm tired, let me rest ... well ..."

　　He was a little angry, not leaving any room to enter, biting my lips more like venting his dissatisfaction, the more I struggled the more he invaded. Seeking a gap, Yi did not forget to ask again, "Answer me."

　　I am really tired, even if at the moment by him to provoke what desire I can not raise the spirit. After this tossing and turning by him, I fell back to gasping, "Yi, I'm really tired, stop it." My eyes were already powerless to close, my voice got weaker and weaker, and my hands gradually softened. I didn't even care if Yi would take me without mercy at this time, I just closed my eyes like that and quickly fell asleep.

　　"Mi'er, why can't you take a serious look at my heart." In a daze, I heard Yi leaning down to murmur in my ear. And finally, he couldn't bear to tire me out any longer, so he quietly withdrew from his position and rubbed me in his arms so that I could sleep peacefully.

　　I would guard against everyone, even Ying Ji, but I never got defensive against Yi, I don't know if it was because I trusted him too much, or something else.