After saying that, Jin Canghan turned and left.
The Empress Dowager hurriedly grabbed his arm. "Han, wait. You've really misunderstood. Mother truly didn't do anything."
Jin Canghan's face darkened. "You didn't, but he did!"
"He was the one who had me send a substitute to marry her in my place, and he was also the one who had my substitute spend the wedding night with her. Since he made such a decision back then, it meant he didn't want her to become his wife. It meant he had already given up on her!"
"If that's the case, why can't I have her? Why can't I have my own child?"
For the first time, Jin Canghan bravely and bluntly voiced his thoughts and desires before the Empress Dowager.
"Am I so unworthy of appearing before the world that I'm not even worthy of having a woman, of having a child of my own?"
Jin Canghan's gaze was vicious, and the aura around him was dark and oppressive. The Empress Dowager was actually frightened into taking an involuntary step back.
She had always known that her youngest son was cold by nature and that his hands were stained with plenty of blood, but she had never imagined that he would look at her with such a gaze.
"Han..."
Jin Canghan ignored her. He strode to the window, leaped out of Yonghe Palace, and sped toward Jingren Palace.
*
The moment the emperor left, a figure swept in through the window like the wind.
Wearing a navy-blue eunuch's uniform and bearing an ordinary yet expressionless face, his deep, crimson eyes were cold and seemed to radiate a hint of bloodlust.
Chunyu, who had been sitting by the bed and carefully watching over her, heard the sound and was just about to turn her