Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

-----Blood and tangy, the resentment diffused strangely in the baby's calm breathing, and there was nowhere to hide----

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The evening breeze is gentle, accompanied by the faint fragrance of orchid, which is refreshing.

In the simple furnishings of the pavilion, the items are neatly arranged, and the room is tidy and fragrant.

Inside the bamboo and wood screen, a woman soaks in a wide wooden bathtub.

Against the background of the quiet candlelight, the woman's face is like a delicate flower, her clear eyes are full of waves, her eyebrows are smooth, her nose is small, and she leans comfortably against the bamboo bucket. Man Ting made her plain face red, adding a bit of coquettishness between her brows.

Gu Xiyan cut his eyes and moved around, looking around at the smoke around him, his clear eyes were misty, his long eyelash feathers were soaked in water droplets like butterflies, his moist red lips fluttered, and he was in a very happy mood.

Suddenly, she soaked her whole body in the warm bamboo bucket, curled up and submerged in the water.

Opening her scissors in the water, she smiled brightly, looking through the water at a room fluctuating in the mist, her heart was clear and clear.

The silk hair like a waterfall floated like a cloud in the large bamboo bucket, drifting with the water pattern, and the cloud scattered past her eyes, playing with temptation and teasing like naughty.

Slowly closing her eyes, there was a buzzing in her mind, echoing her eloquent voice humiliating the bastard man, "Husband and wife can't trust and share joys and sorrows, they can only be strangers"!

Suddenly, a woman's weeping and unwilling voice came to my ears:

"Husband, Xiyan is not sorry for you, you have to believe me."

"It's really not Xiyan, it's really not me."

"Shut up, I really can't believe that you will become so vicious, how did Qianrong offend you, you caused a scandal yourself, and even put the fetus in her womb to death, and now you dare to call for injustice, Gu Xiyan, don't you think it's too ridiculous?"

"It turns out that you are really a prodigal bitch. Come here, drag this bitch down and let the doctor cook a bowl of safflower. This general's mansion cannot tolerate the existence of wild species."

"Gu Xiyan, you asked for all of this. You caused Qianrong's fetus to abort, and I want you to experience the pain of losing your own flesh and blood. I, Wanyan Che, are not stupid enough to help others raise wild species."

The snow clothes are falling red, enchanting and beautiful, the beauty is cold-hearted, and the husband and wife are in love.

"Ziyan, help me--, give my son justice, help me--" Weeping softly, accompanied by bloody tears of resentment, a clear and beautiful face was as desolate as snow, helpless and desperate.

The swaddled baby in her arms was wrapped in a circle of blood cloth, and the blood flowed down her hands, dyeing her snow gauze dress red, and the blood was tangy, and the resentment diffused strangely in the baby's peaceful breathing, and there was nowhere to go. Hide away.

ah- -

splash - -

cough cough- -

Gu Xiyan was so suppressed by a sudden strong resentment that he couldn't breathe, and a blood-red silhouette flashed in his mind.

A little carelessness, her nose was suddenly poured with warm water, choking almost uncomfortably, her misty eyes were red, and her cherry-red mouth was coughing violently, almost coughing up her liver, damn it, hell!

The only sound in the quiet room was her faint but violent cough!

Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my heart, and Gu Xiyan's breathing became more and more difficult, and he couldn't stop panting. He inadvertently looked at the delicate face reflected in the water, cut his eyes slightly, and felt terrified, and his whole body was cold. - -

How could it appear again?Isn't she dead?