Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Zhang Shaoliang said that although the cherry blossoms are beautiful, they have a very short flowering period. Every time they feel that they have not appreciated enough, they fall into the wind and cannot be found.

Thinking about it now, it seemed like he was talking about himself.

He was so good, such a good person, but he was taken away alive by the god of death when he was in his prime.

For a long time after that, Luo Ling kept thinking that it would have been nice if he had been better to him before, so that after he left, there would be so many regrets that could not be made up for...

In the blink of an eye, it was winter again, and six months had passed since the chaotic capital change.

Zhang Shaoliang died, so did Qing Lan, and later, Cao Shichen also died...

The word from Luonan said that he died of illness. When he died, he was still holding the cheap jade pendant tightly in his hand. Zhang Shaoliang had been wearing it around his waist. Cao Shichen once said that it was a gift to his mother as a promise of love. keepsake.

Cao Shichen became ill quickly and urgently, and went away within a few days.

After staying in Cao's mansion for a few days, Qing'er said that when old man Cao left, he kept chanting Zhang Shaoliang's name, Shaoliang, Shaoliang...

Then think about it, and go.

Back in the capital, the imperial palace was still so gorgeous and complicated, and the queen mother was already old, and she stayed in her palace all day to burn incense and pray to Buddha, and she didn't come out often.

At the beginning of the second year, Luo Ling became pregnant again, and the long-quiet palace finally ushered in the first big happy event of the year.

Yuwen Haoyu rushed to the dormitory early after the morning court. Although it was early spring, it was still warm and cold. When Yuwen Haoyu entered the dormitory, he was afraid that Luo Ling would be frozen by the cold air brought from outside. After warming up in the middle room, he went into the inner room to meet Luo Ling.

"came back?"

Luo Ling was half nestled on the bed, and when he saw him coming in, he smiled, with a lazy expression on his face. Ever since she was pregnant, her body was always prone to slack, and she wanted to nest in the brocade quilt when she had nothing to do, and didn't want to move.

"Well, is there any discomfort in your body? If there is any discomfort, you must tell me, you know?"

Luo Ling smiled and nodded, Yuwen Haoyu sat by the bed, and Mei Xiang tactfully withdrew from the inner room, leaving them a warm world.

Seeing the snacks on the small wooden table next to Luo Ling's bed, Yuwen Haoyu raised his hand and pinched her nose, "I just like some snacks."

Raising his hand to ward off his hand, Luo Ling sat up and said innocently: "Why, now I don't even have the right to eat snacks? Son, look at your father, isn't he really stingy?"

"Ling'er, you've wronged me. Eating too many snacks is bad for your health, baby, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, your father loves her and you too."

As Yuwen Haoyu said, he smiled and stroked Luo Ling's slightly swollen abdomen. It has been three months, and the imperial doctor said that the fetal image is very stable, and he will definitely be a healthy and strong child in the future.

"Yu, the child's name, I've already thought about it."

Luo Ling raised his eyes, and his bright black eyes looked at him without blinking.

"Oh? What's your name?" Yuwen Haoyu approached her and asked, taking her into his arms.

"Is it Shao Haohao?"

"it is good."

In late autumn, that child was born, but it was different from other newborns. This child didn't cry when it was born, its clear black eyes were wide open, and it looked at the person holding him curiously. It's so funny, it's so cute, even the queen mother who never goes out of the palace loves it so much, she won't let go when she hugs her...