Chapter 233 (1/2)
They went into a small attic on the left side of the corridor. The supervisor brushed the invisible dust off Guan Xiaoyu's chair and put a thick cushion on it to ask her to sit down.
As soon as Guan Xiaoyu was seated, she asked, ”come on, who ordered martial law?”
Kneeling on the ground, the supervisor bowed his head and replied, ”it's Lord Cang. He said that there are spies in the palace. Let's all pay attention. It's better to be under martial law. ” Then he looked up at Xiaoyu's face.
Guan Xiaoyu asked, ”where is the Lord Cang?”
The supervisor said, ”I don't know. It's like going out of the palace. ”
Guan Xiaoyu frowned. Will he be out of the palace? She didn't understand the reason why he would come out of the palace at such a time.
She stood up and prepared to return to the palace.
”Well, I see. It's not comfortable to stay here. I went back to the Palace first. Do what you have to do Then she went out.
Suddenly, there was a fight outside the door, and some people were shouting, ”hold him, don't let him run away!”
Guan Xiaoyu can't help standing still.
”Don't go out, madam. What if it's a spy? If you hurt your mother, you're in trouble! I'll go out and have a look first
The supervisor walked out quickly and took the door with him. Behind him, there was a strange smell.
With a click, the door was locked. Guan Xiaoyu was surprised.
”What's the matter?” She snapped.
The supervisor's laughter rang out the door: ”how nice it is for you to meet others, but you have to meet me! Once you meet me, don't think about going back to Dingkun palace! ”
Guan Xiaoyu calmed down and said, ”do thieves shout to catch thieves? You are the spy! Do you think this door and this lock will trap me? ” She raised her right palm and patted the door, trying to shatter it.
Can just a force, abdominal colic up, pain so that she can not make efforts, but also bent down.
”Ha ha ha, do you still want to go out? I know you're good, so I'll give you some medicine! ” Outside, the warden said, ”did you smell the fragrance just now? That's fangxuexiang! You can't keep the children's fragrance, just a little, a little taste is enough, you enjoy it
”Ah,” Guan Xiaoyu cried bitterly. Not only because of abdominal pain, but also because of the pain in the heart.
Hot sticky things flow down the inside of the leg, more and more powerful than last time. She covered her belly and didn't know what to do.
”Baby, baby” is the only word in her heart. Her mind is full of Che Lingjun's words: ”I actually created life.”
But who knows that life is so fragile that only a little taste can make him die before he is born!
Tears ran down her cheeks and into Guan Xiaoyu's mouth with a cold sweat. Salty, bitter, bitter and salty, salty and astringent
An idea came out vaguely, supporting her slowly to the door: ”out, out”
Since the child has been unable to protect, at least let Che Lingjun quickly find himself!
Guan Xiaoyu can't know clearly what she is thinking, but she knows vaguely that she must go out as soon as possible!
She stood up against the door and hit it with all her strength!
Click! The door was really knocked open. Guan Xiaoyu didn't stand firmly and fell forward to the ground. Her abdomen was hit violently again.
She obviously felt that a small thing had slipped out of her body, and her stomach was empty.
At this moment, tears are no longer a line of slide, but can not stop rushing out, accompanied by a silent howl.
Crying, as if everything in Guan Xiaoyu's mind into a blur, and then into nothingness.
Empty belly, empty world
When she opened her eyes again, Guan Xiaoyu saw Che Lingjun's gloomy and sad face. His eye circles are red, and even his eyelids are swollen.
The four eyes are opposite, but they are speechless.
Suddenly, Che Lingjun put his arms around Guan Xiaoyu, pulled her from the bed directly into his arms, held her tightly, rubbed her hard, and even grasped her hard.
they hurt.
they hurt!
they hurt!!
Che Lingjun's fingers almost went into her flesh. The pain on the shoulder awakens all Guan Xiaoyu's emotions.
”Ah --” she burst into tears and sobbed on Che Lingjun's shoulder.
”Che Lingjun, Che Lingjun! Che Lingjun She called out the name of Che Lingjun vaguely, as if only this name could drive away her deep sadness like a magic spell.
Che Lingjun's chest heaved violently, trying to suppress sadness and anger. His hand trembled slightly, but his movement became a gentle touch. He stroked Guan Xiaoyu's back, patted her shoulder, and comforted her with a low and hoarse voice in her ear: ”don't be sad, we can have it again.”
He holds Guan Xiaoyu and sits opposite him, with rough fingers across her crying face.
Moist, greasy and cold.