The Slender Waist-Chapter 763 - 545: Have One Too

At dawn, the news that Prince Zhuang Xianwang succeeded the great throne spread all over Xijing.

Grand Princess, overnight, reverted to being merely Princess Chang, just as during Emperor of Xifeng’s reign...

Some perceptive individuals also noticed that Empress Dowager Li, who had always lived secluded in the palace, suddenly became awkward.

She is the sister-in-law of Prince Zhuang Xianwang. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Now that Prince Zhuang Xianwang has become Emperor, is she still the Empress Dowager?

If she stays long in the palace, how should she interact with the New Emperor?

"He did it on purpose." Li Sangruo stared quietly at the slender figure in front of the canopy, her eyes seemingly fixated.

"The descendants of Emperor Xifeng are few, but the Yuan Clan does not lack males. There were so many people he could choose from, even those of the same generation as the former Emperor, let alone Yuan Yue has a half-brother. But no, he deliberately does the unconventional, an uncle succeeding a nephew’s position, disrupting the norms. Tell me, is he not intentionally making it difficult for me?"

To stand as Empress Dowager during Emperor Xifeng’s reign, and as his Empress, were Li Sangruo’s most esteemed identifiers and also the reasons why she could still live here after the overthrow of the Li Family.

The other reason being her kinship that Pei Jue does not recognize...

Pei Jue never visited her even once.

It was as if he had forgotten her existence.

Confined to the deep palace, heavily guarded, entrance and exit are not free.

She’s not jailed, yet it’s no different from imprisonment.

"Tell me, why does he hate me so much? Even if he refuses to acknowledge me as his legitimate sister... I have never harmed him. Why the hate."

Not only had she never harmed him, but she had also loved...

Tang Shaogong remained silent for a long time.

Li Sangruo, with her frantic and boundless temperament, he waited for her to finish speaking, to vent her emotions, then he slowly stepped forward, cupping his hands and bowing his head, solemnly saying:

"I’m here just to inform you. You know it in your heart, but there’s no need to worry too much. No matter who becomes the Emperor, they are just puppets. As long as he does not agree, no one in this palace would dare to hurt you."

Li Sangruo looked at him, tears falling down.

"Leaving me hanging like this, it might be better to directly hurt me..."

Tang Shaogong did not reply.

Li Sangruo cried and then started to laugh, the corners of her lips curving in an especially eerie manner, "Uncle Shaogong, why doesn’t he become the Emperor himself? Then I could perhaps become Princess Chang, couldn’t I?"

Tang Shaogong furrowed his brows, but his tone softened slightly.

"Empress Dowager, watch your words."

"I’m not the Empress Dowager anymore, I’ll never be one again... have you forgotten?" Li Sangruo stared at him, a smile suddenly rising in her eyes, slowly standing up approaching him.

"Uncle Shaogong, I don’t want to stay here anymore, I don’t want to let this tiny palace confine me my whole life."

"For so long, it has only been you who came to see me. Apart from you, no one else, not a single one..."

Her gaze slowly moved towards the soft couch not far behind Tang Shaogong, faintly smiling.

"Uncle Shaogong, I’ve had enough... I don’t want to wait anymore... take me away, please."

Tang Shaogong took a step back, facing her fervent gaze, his expression growing colder.

"If I were you, I would stay put. Is there any place safer than Jin Palace in this world?"

"Am I not behaving? Uncle Shaogong, from where can you tell that I’m not behaving?"

Li Sangruo’s smile was especially sinister, looking at the mourning suit on Tang Shaogong, she reached out and tugged at it, her fingertips catching his belt.

"Uncle Shaogong, you look really good in these, no wonder people say it’s attractive to wear mourning clothes..."

Tang Shaogong’s brow twitched, he glanced at her, grabbed her hand and flung it away, turning to leave.

Suddenly, he was embraced from behind.

A pair of slender, pale wrists slowly wrapped around him, clutching his waist, caressing down towards his lower abdomen...

Li Sangruo’s face gently pressed against his back, her body warmth enveloping him.

"Uncle Shaogong, everyone in the world can hate me, despise me, but you shouldn’t... My present situation, is all thanks to you..."

She laughed, a bitter laughter.

"It’s all your fault."

She opened her mouth and bit into his back.

Such a skinny person, yet he’s fleshy.

Li Sangruo sizzled with laughter, like a venomous snake hissing, frenziedly nibbling on the skin of his nape...

Tang Shaogong clenched his teeth, "Have you gone mad?"

"Shouldn’t I be mad? I have the most right to be mad... You ruined my life, shouldn’t you take care of me?" Li Sangruo held onto him tightly, laughing unrestrainedly.

Everything was thrown into disarray.

The stringent guards at the palace gates were removed, the Imperial Guards from Zhuangxian Royal Residence vanished, and the heavy troops in the Jingji camp, originally poised for action, also quietly withdrew...

As if the crisis had never happened.

The white curtains of Chong Zheng Hall fluttered in the cold wind, utterly chilling...