Abandoned Queen and Orphan

Yu Peizhu was thrown into the cold palace. This lord of the middle palace, who once relied on her mother clan to gain power and had thunderous skills, finally ushered in her downfall with the overthrow of her mother clan. The glory of the past was gone in an instant, the cold rain was falling, and there was not even a charcoal basin around her. She walked through the long alley of Leng Gong with an indifferent expression, and the cries, laughter and screams of madmen in the ruined buildings could be heard on both sides. She found a naked young man in the corner of the dilapidated palace, with sinister eyes written all over his body. She leaned down and pinched his chin. Just before he bit her finger angrily, she spoke coldly: "Do you want to be a prince?" - The emperor had a harem of three thousand, with countless beauties, and even had four queens. Xue Li's mother went crazy not long after entering the palace, and he was also suspected of being mad. He was born in the cold palace and almost had no chance of survival. He was trampled and oppressed by others, and had to endure the torture of endless madmen for many years. He thought that he would spend his whole life in this dark place. Until a woman showed up. She came from a prominent family and was famous far and wide. She was the longest-reigning queen beside her father. She never expected that one day she would end up like this. But she has fallen to this, why can she still look at him with such a superior gaze? ! He felt that she should be trapped in the quagmire forever with those of them in the cold palace, but he did not expect that she would ask a question that he had never thought of in his life. ——Do you want to be a prince? Without any hesitation, he said, "I think so." So she pulled him out of the darkness, took care of his food, clothing, housing, and transportation, taught him etiquette and rules, and taught him strategies. Sometimes he would be tired and want to take a short break, but she would only look at him coldly and say: "Either be a prince or die." He followed her, step by step out of the cold palace, touched the east palace, and finally cut off the head on the throne with blood. However, in the middle of the night, deep in the palace garden, he knelt at her knees, squeezed the late emperor's head in her hand, and pressed his forehead against her palm. His eyes were filled with blood, his eyes begging for mercy, and his posture was crazy. "Don't abandon me, I'm still useful." He kissed her fingers over and over again, "Please." - A beautiful, cold and useless queen × a prince in a dank year, with an age difference of 9 years. 2025.8.28 Intention:.