Chapter 84 (2/2)

”When will I --” he was interrupted.

”I heard from others what happened before I lost my memory. Your majesty, do you want to listen?”

She had a warm smile, as if to say unrelated people and things, ”they said, the Queen's mother is really too poor, how strong her family is? Was it not copied by your majesty? How about having a peerless beauty? It's not that you can't win over the emperor's heart. You see, three times of pregnancy, three times of abortion... ”

”Shut up.” His knuckles turned pale.

”Your Majesty, is it hard for you?” The woman's smile faded. ”I don't know how I suffered the pain of three miscarriages before, but I know that it must be a desperate nightmare. You think, such a fragile little guy, he has not yet had time to appreciate the beauty of the world, he has not felt his mother's joy, he Close your eyes forever. ”

”Shut up! I want you to shut up He suddenly leaned over, grabbed her arm across the desk and said, ”don't talk about it.”

He thought that the emperor had no intention. In order to win or lose in the end, he could ignore everything.

He just ignored the weight of this woman in his heart.

On that occasion, when he was in a rainy day, he took refuge under the eaves of other people's houses.

The 13-year-old girl is graceful and graceful, wearing a purple cicada skirt, holding a blue and white oil paper umbrella, showing the elegant beauty of her boudoir daughter.

She went straight to the other person.

”Brother Cunzhi, my father told you to go back first and wait for the rain to stop.”

”Did dad let me go back?” The boy was almost surprised to scream.

”What's your father? Don't identify relatives.” The girl turned her eyes and glared at him. In public, she was not ashamed.

”No, I mean your father.”

He murmured, ”sooner or later it will be my father, not bad.”

Zhao Huaijin saw that girl's ears were red and her cheeks were pink, as if she had been coated with honey.

Later, he learned that the girl was the prime minister's daughter.

When the mother said she would point her to himself, Zhao Huaijin's face did not change.

Yes.

Lin Lang bowed his head and pulled his fingers open one by one, even though the other party's fingernails cut her skin.

”Your Majesty, I've got a new poem. Why don't you write it to you?”

Wolf hair dipped in ink, rendering in rice paper.

His eyes sank and fell on the paper.

See people at the beginning of the language vomit dumb, do not return to sleep in love with the car.

One night I cry about the fate of the matter, for the suspicion of clothing less wisp of gold.

To the surprise of the concubines of the imperial concubines, the affair of imperial concubine Mu did not come to an end.

Empress Mu is the Queen's favorite concubine. She accidentally gave birth to a male fetus in Fengyi palace. Shouldn't her majesty feel heartache and ask the empress to blame, and then resolutely abandon the empress?

However, after the emperor walked out of the Queen's bedroom, he just said, ”sude, give me a good investigation, who is so bold in framing the queen.”

Is it to frame the queen, not to frame Princess mu?

For a moment, the imperial concubines thought they had heard something wrong.

”Whoever offends my wife will be killed without mercy.”

In the last three words, the meaning of killing is steep.

Li Jiaqi's pupils seemed to have been pricked by a needle and suddenly shrank. She had never been in such a panic like this moment.

When the emperor was angry, the corpse was a million, and the blood was flowing thousands of miles.

The words and sentences she once saw in the textbook suddenly became real things. She felt absurd and worried about her future.

It is said that accompanying a gentleman is like accompanying a tiger. Who can judge that he can laugh to the end?

She buried her head deeply. She should not simplify the thought of the harem, nor should she regard a monarch who controls life and death as an ordinary man.

It is night, the rich ink color invaded the whole palace, Zhao Huaijin in the imperial study is still correcting the memorial.

”Your Majesty, it's time to turn over the sign.” Soud, the manager, whispered.

Zhu pen a meal, ”present.”

The little eunuch immediately bent down and handed over the jade plate.

Zhao Huaijin reaches out and touches the wooden card of ”Li Guiren”, but in her mind comes the poem written by the queen.

-- a night's coquettish cry at the bottom of the matter, for the suspicion of clothes less than wisp of gold.

That year, when the queen was pregnant for the first time, the joy on her face could not be covered. Her eyes were more and more affectionate. If She gave birth to a dragon. She is about four years old this year. Her short stature just pounces on his feet to act coquettish.He might hear the childish voice calling his father and father again and again.

The emperor took back his hand, and his handsome face showed some inexplicable regret, ”no, I'll go to the Queen's side tonight.”

With the bright moon, the imperial chariot drove slowly to the Queen's bedroom.

But in the harem, it was a sleepless night.

Mingshui Pavilion.

”Master, it's time to rest.” Li Jiaqi's eldest daughter in law came over and put on a dress for her and gently comforted her, ”today is the first day of junior high school. According to the regulations, your majesty should stay with the empress.”

The girl gathered up her clothes, and her beautiful face under the candle fire was stained with a clear sadness, ”I know.” Who doesn't want the emperor to make an exception for himself? Fifteen years ago, Princess Mu was diagnosed as happy. Zhao Huaijin left the palace and stayed with her for a night, which really raised her face.

His tenderness this morning gave her the illusion of extreme favor, so when he didn't come, she would feel more lonely.

Is she overestimating herself?

She is just one of the countless beauties in the palace.