<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 Chapter 12 – My Nest (1)
 In the end, I could not tolerate it anymore and spoke my mind. Sovieshu stared at me in amazement. My eyes were hot with unshed tears, but I bit my tongue to hold them back. The empress should not cry as a matter of pride.
 “They said they heard rumors, not that I said them. Are you blaming me for rumors for which you don’t know the source?”
 “No matter how much I think about it, there isn’t anyone else but you who could benefit from it.”
 “What would I gain?”
 “Rashta is like a romantic rival to you, is she not?”
 “!”
 “Wasn’t it you who told me the story of Rashta being a runaway slave? You never said a word about the source of the rumor then. I didn’t know before, but it could have been you from the beginning.”
 Sovieshu’s accusation was one-sided and insulting. I managed to steady my breath and keep my composure. But the more I tried to keep calm, the more suspicious Sovieshu seemed to be of me. It took a moment, but finally I managed to force out a voice that sounded normal.
 “Your concubine is not a rival to me.”
 “What?”
 “You are not my lover, so how can she be a threat to me?”
 Sovieshu’s expression wavered. I straightened my back and gave him a smile practiced hundreds of times in front of a mirror.
 “The concubine is precious to you, while I am just like everyone else. I am tiring of this, so let me say it again, Your Majesty–don’t get me involved with you and your concubine.”
 I whirled around and saw myself through the door. The finance minister was nervously pacing down the hallway, and he turned his head in my direction. His eyes widened when his gaze fell upon me. It was obvious that I couldn’t manage my facial expressions.
 I smiled at him, then quickly left the hallway and made to the western grounds. I ran to my secluded nest chair where there were no ladies-in-waiting and buried myself inside. I hugged my body, and stifled my sobs as best I could. The empress does not cry. She does not cry in front of others. In my head, Sovieshu and his concubine were so small and unimportant that they could not shake me. But in my heart, there was a hole.
 Eventually, it turned dark. I stayed cocooned in my chair for a long time. I was sure that my ladies-in-waiting were searching for me, and I slowly unfolded my body. After sitting curled in one position for hours, my arms and legs were as stiff as a wooden doll.
 Then, there was a piercing shriek from afar. I looked up from my nest chair, and saw a large bird coming down from the sky.
 “Ah!”
 It was the handsome bird, the one that brought the note from the drunken foreigner. It headed for me again, then landed in my lap and peered at me up close. It looked so adorable that I burst into giggles, and the bird blinked its large eyes and tilted its head.
 “You came to see me.”
 Again, a note was tied to the bird’s leg. I unfurled the note and saw written in neat script,
 – Does it need a name? You can give it one if necessary.
 I studied the bird, and the bird looked back at me. Its gaze felt more penetrating than usual. Did it know that I was feeling depressed?
 “Bird.”
 – …
 “Bird.”
 – …
 I looked into its bright eyes, and almost believed that it understood me.
 No, that was foolish…but intelligent birds could understand people, right? I hesitated for a moment, looked around, then hugged the bird and whispered to its feathery head.
 “This…is my secret place.”
 The bird shifted and gave me a blank look. I petted the bird’s back, and continued again awkwardly.
 “There’s nowhere I can cry. But here I can cry to my heart’s content. It’s a secret, so don’t tell anyone else.”
 The bird blinked its large eyes again. Then, it slowly lifted a wing and brushed it against my cheek as if to comfort me, and I smiled.
 “Nice bird.”
 I kissed its head in gratitude, and the bird made a funny squawking noise and tapped the note with its beak.
 Did it want a reply? It was a really clever creature. Fortunately, I carried note paper and a pocket pen with me. I took them out, meditated on the right name for the bird, and wrote it down.
 – The bird’s name is ‘Queen.’
 When I finished the note, I looked up to see the bird staring at my writing as if it could read the letters. The bird tapped the word “Queen” with a large claw.
 “That’s your name. If you could give this to your master.”
 I tied the note to the bird’s leg, then gently hugged it again.
 The empress. Yes…no matter what happened, I was the empress. No matter what Sovieshu said, the concubine was the concubine and the empress was the empress. I pulled out a handkerchief, patted the swollen area around my eyes, and took a breath. Remember what my mother said — I shouldn’t get involved with them.
 “People don’t expect me to be an Empress that is loved by the Emperor.”
 — !
 “My goal in life is not to be loved by the Emperor, either. “
 I had learned and lived to be the most perfect empress. I was human, and I would be hurt, but I couldn’t sink into despair. I already had enough pity for myself. Now I had to get up.
 I drew my breath, kissed the bird’s head again, and let it fly into the sky. The bird seemed unwilling to part with me for a moment and circled once over my head, but it finally turned away and flew far away.
 I practiced my smile once more, then returned to the palace.
 *
 *
 *
 The large bird flew straight to a nearby mountain. It skimmed the trees until it found a suitable outcrop, which was already occupied with a flock of birds, and landed there. The appearance of the large bird sent the other smaller birds scattering, and the large bird perched itself on a rock in the open space.
 Then, incredibly, the bird transformed into a young man. He was handsome, extremely so, and his entire body was finely proportioned and shaped with well-defined muscles.
 “Calling a male ‘Queen.’”
 The young man grumbled to himself and scratched his head. A bluebird, which was sitting on a nearby tree, hopped down and also transformed into a man, this time with blue hair. The blue-haired man pulled a red cape from another tree and started to scold the other.
 “What do you mean? You said you were going to scout. You didn’t go anywhere else, did you–”
 “O-oh. No, I’ve been scouting.”
 “For beauties?”
 “What are you talking about? I went to the palace, the palace.”
 “…Are you sure?”
 The handsome young man grimaced when the blue-haired man stared at him distrustfully.
 “You don’t believe me?”
 The blue-haired man swung the red cape around the young man’s shoulders.
 “That will never happen. But please pay attention to your actions, Your Highness. Remember that you are the heir to the Western Kingdom.”
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 Navier was the perfect empress, however, the Emperor wanted a wife, not a colleague. And so, the Emperor abandoned Empress Navier and placed an ens*aved girl beside him. That was fine until Navier heard the Emperor promise the s*ave the Empress’ position. After many ups and downs, Navier decided she would accept being the Queen of the neighbouring country and remarry.
</div>

<div class="content">
 [Group pet + sweet and refreshing + rebirth + development]
 Su Mian, who had a dream of music, was reborn as an unpopular little girl in the countryside who would be beaten whenever she made a mistake.
 After the arrival of Xia Xuan, the queen of three gold films, she realized that she was not a wild girl, but Xu Zimian, the little princess of the queen’s family.
 Xiao Mian, who sings well, has natural acting skills, and can make desserts, is the top treasure of her parents and two brothers.
 It wasn’t until the first play in which Little Cotton was involved was broadcast that they were stunned to discover that there were more than a million people vying to call Little Cotton’s daughter and all kinds of people who loved Little Cotton overnight.
 Ask passersby what is the best gift they have received this year, and most of them will tell you that it is daughter Xiao Mian!
</div>

<div class="content">
 The 7-year-old little crybaby met 11-year-old big brother who ran away from home. 
 [This man became the protector of redemption in his life]
 The 16-year-old little dragon fell in love with a 20-year-old big brother. 
 [It’s a pity that the big brother didn’t recognize him as the little crybaby]
 The 23-year-old single father and 27-year-old chief executive meets again. 
 [This time the little crybaby and his big brother are finally together]
 Fortunately we met through hundreds of millions of people, Thank God, for letting us break through many obstacles and get back together again, falling in love with you and being with you again is the greatest fortune in my life.
</div>

<div class="content">
 The cousin isn’t called Biao Ge. He has his own name. His name is Cheng Jinyu. From the phrase—– Wo Jin Huai Yu (to hold and cherish a beautiful jade; a person with good moral values), it’s the name his father gave him.
 But Chen Yuze calls him Biao Ge, so Biao Ge became his name.
 Biao Ge has a sworn enemy, his name is Gu Bokai. Biao Ge doesn’t know how he provoked this person. He detested himself very much. Like being disgusted with sh*t in a garbage can.
 However one day Biao Ge was told to marry Gu Bokai. As for the reason, an extreme pain in the ass, because Biao Ge’s life is hard!
 Gu Bo Kai has married three times and now has three dead wives…
 Gu Bo Kai: No, absolutely not!
 Mother Gu: First cry, second stir up trouble, third hang oneself (throwing a temper tantrum). Continue to get married, or I die and let you see.
 Gu Bo Kai: Why?
 Mother Gu: He is tough, can avoid being killed by you and can also have children.
 (Shou and Gong have no kinship. Biao Ge is what others call this person. It’s like a name)
</div>

<div class="content">
 Little screenwriter Gu Nian has a secret. She was a big fan of an 18th-tier actor by the name of Luo Xiu.
 Luo Xiu was good looking but his acting was god awful. He had no work for 2 years, the one time that he was on a show, he was mocked to the point that even his own mother wouldn’t admit that he was her son.
 As such, he dropped straight to 180th-tier.
 Gu Nian, on the other hand, was determined to become a gold medal screenwriter and had him be her dedicated male supporting character.
 ___
 Luo Xiu had a loyal fan. Ever since his debut, she did everything that a fan would — wait for him at airports, vote for him online, and wave banners of his. Other fans would waver back and forth but this girl remained his loyal fan for two straight years.
 Once she was drunk after they have met each other, she patted him on his shoulder, cried and said, “Son, its okay that you are not backed by big bosses! When Mommy become a gold-medal screenwriter, I will back you!”
 Luo Xiu: “……”
 ___
 After Gu Nian became a gold-medal screenwriter and signed her contract with a up-and-coming media company, she was summoned to a meeting at their office.
 She texted Luo Xiu outside of the conference room, “Son! Mommy can back you now! Just you wait!”
 Soon after she sent the message, she heard a notification chime coming from in front of her.
 Gu Nian looked up, puzzled, and saw a very familiar handsome face.
 The secretary introduced the two of them, “Miss Gu, this is our CEO, Luo Xiu.”
 Gu Nian: …..?
 Secretary: “Boss Luo, this is….”
 “No need for introduction, I know her.” Luo Xiu looked up after he finished reading the text. His eyes a dark black color. “This is the boss who has been backing me behind the scene.”
 Everyone: ….? ? ?
</div>

<div class="content">
 This novel is also known as The Wife Contract and My Daughter’s Nanny
 He was the CEO of the Mu’s Group. He had a respectable status and a domineering attitude. His biggest weakness was that he doted on his daughter.
 For his precious daughter, he came to her and signed a contract for her to be his daughter’s nanny.
 She thought it would be fine to stick to the contract, but he interfered more and more with her, driving away every man around her without leaving a trace, locking her in his arms, saying to her affectionately and tyrannically, “We should give a companion to our daughter.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 Fate cut through my throat like a knife and judged my death to be without a resting place.
 —That was how Adele would describe her past life.
 As a queen, she ruled the Rolan Empire well, but in the end, she ended up under the guillotine.
 The moment she was reborn, she learned—
 After her death, Roland was torn apart by the struggle for the throne and the glory of the Empire was destroyed. All that was left of her in the history books was the phrase: “She was a worthy ruler, but a pity it was that she could not resist her fate.”
 Back to the night of the mutiny, the queen sneered at her “fate”.
 Later—
 Those who betrayed her bowed beneath her throne as if they were possessed.
 Once a knight who disdained pledging loyalty to her, now one who wished only to fight and die for her sake.
 A hypocritical nobleman personally scoured the lands himself to present her precious jewels.
 The heresy-hating bishop bows down to her and renounces his faith.
 ..
 To fight for her sake, to write her letters of sweet nothings, and to never forget her even in their deaths.
 A debauched queen on the surface, but with a heart cold as steel on the throne, “Heh.”
 *
 “You will not find another woman like her. Maddeningly beautiful and filled with ambition, an amorous queen, yet one so cruel.”
 —This is how the imperial history books summed up the life of Adele the Great when they described her.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Zhang Suchuan became a female partner of a male essay, but the timeline has advanced, and the text has not yet begun.
 She held the system, and the thin man moved hard among the refugees. Rely on helping grandma every day, accumulate merit points, and get food from the system.
 Thinking that my lost “prostitute” would have three years to return to the Guogong Mansion, I was suddenly desperate. Frustrated, I met a young boy, hungry and skinny and fell to the ground, surrounded by refugees eager to try.
 Zhang Suzui opened his mouth, tears soared: “Don’t be afraid, brother, sister will help you up.”
 From then on, Zhang Su had a small attendant, someone who was tired, someone who was tired, someone who was thirsty, and someone poured water, finally let her find a little light in the gloomy days.
 After finally getting to the beginning of the text, she was shocked to find that the cheap brother she picked up was the male lead.
 Zhang Su wants to cry without tears: God, this is a big joke QAQ
 Content tag: Commoner life Traveling through time and space Female match 
 Search keywords: protagonist: Zhang Su Qin Xiao (one thought) Supporting role: pick up the file “Little King” Others: commoner life female match 
 One-sentence introduction: When does the text begin? 
 Purpose: stick to the heart, forge ahead, all the suffering will pass
</div>

<div class="content">
 Xie Mu’s task was to make scum gongs fall in love with him.
 He skillfully disguised himself as a white lotus, delicate and pitiful, kind and naïve.
 Even if he became an existence thrown away by the slag gong like a cheap pair of shoes, it didn’t matter, because Xie Mu would quickly make him kneel and apologize, even willing to dig out his heart and present it on a silver platter.
 —— and once the slag gongs fell in love, he would, step by step, lead them into hell:
</div>

<div class="content">
 “Is this man not going to divorce me? Why does he still ask me to warm the bed every night?”
 A certain man said this was due to the winter being too cold. However, when summer finally arrived, she still needed to warm the bed, thus a certain girl could not take it anymore:
 “I want a divorce!”
 A certain man only smiled wantonly and said, “Divorce? Sure, as long as you agree to two conditions of mine.”
 “What conditions?”
 “Either you pamper me or I pamper you, the duration is ten thousand years…..”
</div>

<div class="content">
 The only thing Ruan Qingmu didn’t expect was that his archenemy, the young hero, Qin Yuan would be the one who engaged in bloody battles like a madman and helped kill his foes for him.
 As soon as he opened his eyes, Ruan Qingmu was transmigrated to a lush green school. In front of him was a table full of mathematics, physics, and chemistry books. The top student of the school just happened to walk by with a cold expression when Ruan Qingmu looked out the window.
 His looks manifested his splendid prospects, with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Yet, the look in his eyes was the same as in their previous life, as if someone owed him their life.
 A few days later, a rumor sprang up everywhere:
 The remedial class’ Ruan Qingmu had gone mad. He openly grabbed and tore the school uniform of the school grass, Qin Yuan!
 Ruan Qingmu: I owe him quite a bit from my previous life. I only wanted to check to see if he was the same person from my previous life…
 Qin Yuan: Did you owe me that much? Then how about directly settling the debt at once?
 Ruan Qingmu: Hold on, you… you…you really don’t remember me? I had saved you once, even helped you to suck out poison!
 Qin Yuan: (with an expressionless face) Don’t remember anymore. How about you demonstrate it once again?
 In our dream of a previous life, you and I were young and unbridled, living a luxurious, free, and unrestrained life.
 In this present life, the years have been calm and easy, and there is no need to fight in the Jianghu.
</div>

<div class="content">
 After inheriting millions of yuan in debt, Si Nian Nian thought she would be a little girl trying to make money to pay off her debts, but her life suddenly turned upside down and she became the Si family’s favorite princess. 
 Uncle Si: “My Nian Nian is delicate and weak, you’re not allowed to bully her!” 
 The people who just witnessed Si Nian Nian lift the truck with her bare hands: “Don’t worry, Third Young Master Si, we don’t dare!” 
 Grandma Si: “My Nian Nian is so beautiful and kind-hearted that she won’t even trample an ant to death; don’t bully her!” 
 The people who just witnessed Si Nian Nian break the killer’s neck with her bare hands: “Don’t worry, Old Madam Si, we won’t dare!” 
 Grandpa Si: “My Nian Nian is frugal, she never wastes a penny, don’t make her suffer.” 
 A debtor who has long been reduced to Si Nianni’s little brother: “Old Master Si, don’t worry, I don’t dare!” 
 During a simple task, Bu Chen Su picked up a clingy and delicate girl. 
 From then on, he pampered, protected and loved her, but when he saw that the raw rice was ready to be cooked, he suddenly found that the way Si Nian Nian looked at him was getting more and more wrong. 
 Oh no! Was it possible that his identity that had been hidden for years was about to fall off?
</div>

<div class="content">
 The more ruthless the Palace is, the more miserable the loser will end up—this he understands. But what he does not understand is, why the brother whom he lived together with peacefully in the past, would so heartlessly humiliate him today. Asking him to beg for mercy, asking him to succumb to his knees, and even… asking him to tactfully entertain him. “Yong Shan, ah, Yong Shan, as of today you are the one who qualifies to succeed as a Crown Prince, what exactly is it that you want?”
 For the past 16 years, Yong Qi’s gaze was never set on him. Despite being twins with his younger brother, Yong Lin, Yong Qi has always been directing his smile and laughter towards Yong Lin, and to him, Yong Qi deliberately alienates him. He does not understand, they have the same features and looks, and he obviously is his brother too, but why won’t he be intimate with him… as if he is humiliating him. “Yong Qi, ah, Yong Qi, why won’t you understand, what I want is very simple…”
</div>

Remarried Empress

Chapter 12 - My Nest (1)

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

Remarried Empress

Chapter 12 - My Nest (1)

You'll Also Like