When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 114 Immature and Mature

The four years of Xianyang Palace in Qin Wangzheng were slowly passing away in peace, and it was the end of the year in a blink of an eye.

Spring is here, everything is coming...  
In the side hall of Xianyang Palace, Hong Lian woke up from her sleep, only felt the pain in her abdomen like a knife, and her forehead was already covered with cold sweat in a blink of an eye.

"What's wrong with me?" Honglian looked at the curtain in horror, and subconsciously wiped her painful abdomen with her palm.

"Blood? How could there be blood?" Honglian collapsed instantly.

Am I going to die?Why should I be the one to die?I'm obviously still so young.For a moment, the fear of death completely dominated every inch of Honglian's nerves.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Just when Honglian's heart was getting colder, Mrs. Hu, who had come from South Korea and was now in charge of taking care of Honglian, ran to the bed when she heard Honglian's cry of pain.

"I'm going to die." Seeing Madam Hu, Hong Lian grabbed Madam Hu's hand in despair and said.

"Blood?" Seeing the blood on Hong Lian's palm holding her, Madam Hu felt dizzy for a while.

"Mrs. Hu, I'm going to die." Hong Lian repeated in a murmur.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Hu tightly held Honglian's little bloody hand and said.

"I'm about to die. After I die, I hope you can tell the king and send me back to South Korea. After all, it will be my home. My relatives will not forget me. In this way, even if the king forgets me in the future, I won't feel lonely either." Honglian said with a trembling voice, her eyes blank.

"Yes, I will definitely tell the king the princess' wish." Madam Hu said in grief, not only for Honglian, but also for herself.

"You go, I don't want others to see my ugly appearance." Honglian waved her hand weakly.

The next moment, Honglian, who was attacked by the pain again, couldn't help covering her lower abdomen, moaning in pain.

"This?" Seeing Honglian's actions, a strange dark color flashed in Madam Hu's eyes.

At this time, Mrs. Hu realized that in this Xianyang Palace, how could there be any danger that caused Honglian to be traumatized and even bleed.

"Princess, do you have abdominal pain?" Madam Hu asked softly.

"Well, it hurts." Guren said subconsciously.

"Can you let me have a look?" Although Mrs. Hu was asking for Honglian's opinion, she had already untied the quilt from Honglian's body.

What catches the eye is the red lotus in the underwear, the blood red is extremely dazzling.

"Huh. It turns out that the princess has grown up." Madam Hu couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw the blood.

It has been half a year since she came to Xianyang last summer, and during these six months, she has already fallen in love with the life in Xianyang Palace.

Although Xianyang Palace has various deficiencies, it is undoubtedly the most ideal place for a woman like Mrs. Hu who wants to feel safe.

Mrs. Hu is in Xianyang Palace, with King Qin supporting everything externally, and red lotus taking care of her internally. Her life in the past six months has been unprecedentedly comfortable, just like being sheltered by her father Huo Yugong when she was a young girl .

Such a comfortable life made Mrs. Hu very grateful to Honglian, and she had a different kind of thought in her gratitude, because Honglian reminded her of her daughter.

When these two emotions are entangled, Madam Hu's feelings for Honglian are very real. When Madam Hu saw Honglian's appearance just now, the panic and sadness in her heart really came from the heart.

However, Mrs. Hu, who now understands the truth, has another feeling: the little girl has grown up after all, and she can truly be called a girl in the future.

"Princess, don't panic, you won't die." Mrs. Hu, who knew the truth, approached Hong Lian's ear and comforted her in a low voice.

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After a long time, Honglian, who put on her clothes, clutched her belly, walked out of the inner hall with slightly frowning steps.

"Princess, drink this bowl of porridge." Mrs. Hu came in from outside with a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

"En." Hong Lian, who was too shy to look directly at Mrs. Hu, took the bowl, held it in her hand, and drank in small sips.

"Your Majesty, someone still needs to report. I can't go there today." Hong Lian drank a few sips, put down the bowl and said.

"I want to say something." Mrs. Hu replied.

"So, I need to trouble Madam." Hong Lian looked at Madam Hu and said.

"Me? I'll go?" Mrs. Hu couldn't help but tremble when she heard Honglian's words. She subconsciously seemed to refuse, but there was no reason for the rejection after all.

"Well, Your Majesty knows Madam, so it's just right for you to pass the message. I don't worry about other people, and they may not be able to see Your Majesty." Honglian thought.

She was thinking about what Ying Zheng was doing now.

"I..." Madam Hu hesitated for a while, but finally nodded.

What am I worried about? I have received the great kindness of being protected by a little girl. Am I not even willing to do such a small thing in return?

"Okay, I'll go." Mrs. Hu said.

"Well, then go quickly, so that the king won't worry." Honglian urged.

"Yes." Madam Hu agreed.

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Honglian's consideration was indeed correct. When Mrs. Hu came to the back hall of Xianyang Palace, she waited for a long time before she was allowed to enter the hall.

Led by the servant, Madam Hu walked in the hall with her head down. She never imagined that a sleeping hall could be so spacious. If no one led her, she would have difficulty in identifying the direction for a while.

After going around a few palace pillars, Madam Hu finally saw the owner here.

A man who is transforming from a teenager to a young man.

"Is Honglian sick?" Ying Zheng asked while flipping through the bamboo slips.

"Yes." Madam Hu replied cautiously.

"Is it the wind and cold?" Ying Zheng said, already gathering the bamboo slips in his hand.

"Yes, this..." Mrs. Hu was about to answer, but the words got to the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't get them out. She felt very uncomfortable for a while.

"What disease is it?" Ying Zheng looked at Mrs. Hu displeasedly and asked.

A pretty good-for-nothing widow.

This is the only impression Mrs. Hu gave to Ying Zheng. Naturally, such a Mrs. Hu will not get any preferential treatment from Ying Zheng. What's more, compared to Mrs. Hu, Ying Zheng is more concerned about Honglian at this time.

"Princess, here comes Tiankui." Madam Hu said with a blushing face.

"Tiankui?" Ying Zheng was a little surprised before he understood the meaning of the word.

"Honglian, has she grown up?" Ying Zheng, who realized something, said to himself.

Madam Hu blushed even more when she heard Ying Zheng's words.

Madam Hu only wanted to run away at this time, and it was really...

Well, a pretty shy widow.When Mrs. Hu, who was already well-versed, took on the shyness of a girl, Ying Zheng took a few extra glances for a while.

(End of this chapter)