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If it wasn’t for the unique fragrance of Meng Changling on Li Dao’s body, and he accidentally saw through the situation, wouldn’t he be a dead emperor now?

Why did Meng Changling and Meng Changde do this? For the throne? But Chu Jue was less than two years old!

How can a child like this be an emperor?

So they need a regent?

Then who will this Regent be? Meng Changde? Meng Nan?

Meng Nan’s bright smile standing in the sun appeared in front of his eyes, could it be him?

In his memory, Meng Nan was not a person who likes power and profit, and it was impossible to connect him with the situation in front of him.

So what was the reason for Meng Changling to do this? Didn’t the imperial edict of passing the throne have been given to the Supreme Emperor long ago? The Supreme Emperor was with her every day, it was impossible for her not to know about the edict. If this was the case, why not wait? Why do such a thing?

Meng Changling was in a daze in the yard, looking at the child playing with the mama. She should have been smiling, but she couldn’t.

Deputy Chief Zhang was taken away, it seems that something happened.

Soon, the Imperial Dragon Guards will come, will she and her Jue’er be separated? Can she see him again?

She suddenly regretted it. Why did she do such a thing? Wouldn’t it be nice to just be with her son and watch him grow up peacefully?

Why did she want to fight for those false things?

When Fu Zheng brought people to Baiyuan Palace, Meng Changling sat in the garden reading a book as usual, but she didn’t realize that the book she was holding was upside down.

“Imperial Concubine Meng, the Emperor invites you.”

After all, she was the Supreme Emperor’s concubine. Even if she committed a crime, she should be treated with dignity. Fu Zheng would not go too far.

Meng Changling knew she couldn’t escape, so she didn’t say anything. She put down her book, stood up, and nodded to the mama who was holding the baby.

The mama’s eyes were full of tears. She tried her best not to let herself cry, but the more this happened, the more sad it was to see.

“Please!” Fu Zheng said.

Meng Changling’s hands moved, wanting to hug her child again. She just lifted it, but put it down again. She wanted to hug her child, but she might not be able to let go.

She also didn’t want her children to see her crying and hoped that in Jue’er’s memory, there was only the beautiful and elegant memory of her mother, and nothing else.

Meng Changling followed Fu Zheng to the imperial study room. Chu Yan didn’t make her kneel, she stood very straight, straighter than usual.

“Why did you do that?” Chu Yan asked.

Meng Changling smiled lightly. On her beautiful cheeks, it seemed as if a pear blossom was blooming, not brilliant, but very elegant.

Imperial Father liked her smile like this, her indifferent temperament, and her innocence.

But his Imperial Father was wrong after all.

He was afraid he didn’t know until he left this world that he died at the hands of a woman he trusted the most.

“No one can protect my Jue’er. In this world, if there is no power, how can he grow up safely?”

“You don’t believe me?” Chu Yan asked.

Meng Changling shook her head: “It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s that I don’t believe your father. You must not know what your father is doing, right?”

Chu Yan raised an eyebrow: “Tell me!”

Meng Changling took two steps forward, and the smile on her face gradually became bitter: “I know that you intend to give the throne to Jue’er, but you want to return the power first to your Imperial father to manage the government. When Jue’er finally grows up, he will get the power back. But his majesty, your Imperial Father doesn’t think so.”