Distressed Concubine

Chapter 330 A Simple Love 2
"My lord!" Mo Bei and Xi Ye exclaimed at the same time, and ran towards him.

He propped his head on one hand and waved at them with the other. "It's okay, I've been sitting for too long... just take a rest."

Having said that, he didn't seem to intend to rest, he shook his head slightly, and got up again. "Let's go and have a look."

For the first time in so many days, the corner of his lips finally broke into a smile.

As soon as the words fell, the door was knocked open again.

A man wearing a dark gold-patterned cloak swept in with the wind, knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty is critically ill!"

what!With the opening of the door to the icy hall, a cold wind and snow blow in, chilling people's hearts.

Bei Gongcheng's eyes froze, and a paler complexion appeared on his already ugly face...

In the center of the lake, Nalan Ruixue was supported by Qingluo to sit up, she was a little dazed in deep thinking, her illness made her lack of energy, and Qingluo had to rely on Qingluo's help to sit up.

She turned her eyes lightly, looking for a figure.

Qing Fu leaned forward and smiled with tears in her eyes. "Mobei has already gone to inform, brother Wang Ye will come later, you know! You have been in a coma for 20 days, and he is so haggard that there is only a piece of paper left."

Nalan Ruixue nodded lightly, and in the sparkling light, she noticed that everyone looked at her for a while and silently turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at her.

At this moment, hurried footsteps came, but it was indeed Mobei who came in.

He looked around for a week, gave Nalan Ruixue a sorry look, and said to Zhan Lei and the others who were waiting beside him: "The emperor is critically ill, the prince is going to the palace first, you follow me!"

"it is good!"

When everyone left, Su Zian sighed seeing her slightly disappointed. "That's his own brother after all, he can't let go, please forgive him."

She nodded blankly.Looking at the circle of water stains on the ground after Mo Bei came in, he asked doubtfully, "Is it snowing?"

"Yeah!" Several people nodded.

"Help me up and have a look!" She gestured to get up.

Su Zian grabbed her shoulder in fright. "You...can't stay here now!"

"Why?" She stared at Su Zian with her clear eyes, once again saw the evasive look, turned her head in doubt, and found that Qingluo and Qingfu had lowered their heads, Xijuan and An Lingyao were stunned, and turned away body.

After scanning around, she locked her eyes on Beigong Qianhui. "Hui'er, what happened?"

Beigong Qianhui pursed her mouth. "Hui'er doesn't know!"

"do not lie!"

"..." Beigong Qianhui timidly glanced around with her big eyes, then shook her head.

"Hui'er!" She roared angrily, coughing her heart and lungs out of breath.

This time, the anxious Su Zian and others rushed forward to look.

Seeing Aunt Huang coughing anxiously, Beigong Qianhui couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Aunt Huang! It's just that my younger brother is gone, and there will be more in the future. Uncle Huang will give you many, many little brothers!"

what!
Immediately, inside the warm pavilion that was as warm as spring, it was as if the desert snow had been blown in, cooling down to the deepest part of everyone's heart.

Nalan Ruixue had tears in her eyes. "You... say, say what?"

Beigong Qianhui took a step back. "Aunt Huang...I'm talking nonsense." She stared at the glaring eyes of everyone, wondering if she had said something wrong.

Nalan Ruixue looked at Su Zian, panting heavily, tears rolling down her face. "Is what she said true?"

Su Zian bowed his head and remained silent.

"is not it!"

He remained silent.

Nalan Ruixue collapsed, half leaned over and grabbed Su Zian's lapel and shook it wildly. "Isn't it! Is it?"

"..."

With more and more tears, she looked at her Qianqianhao wrist, which was outstretched, and the shaking slowed down.

With trembling fingertips, she was about to tap her own pulse. Su Zian grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

"Don't go...it's really gone."

He has checked everything that should be checked in the past few days... He has called this beating pulse hundreds of times, thousands of times, and there is no such faint sound from the child.

Acupuncture and moxibustion, hearing and asking... He tried every means.

He even did not hesitate to use his air currents to detect the child's reaction, but apart from the empty memories of Nalan Ruixue's heartbeat, there was nothing...

The air stagnates...

Nalan Ruixue broke away from his hand, intending to touch her stomach again.

Su Zian hugged her body tightly, and tightly locked his arms in his arms, tears rolling down his face. "Don't...don't move, the stomach is still congested, wait for it to drain..."

"Why?" Nalan Ruixue looked up at the sky, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. "He has been in my stomach for four full months, growing up day by day. My daily emotions are all related to him. Even when I sleep, he will come to my dream and call my mother. He is a piece of meat in my heart. why why?"

Choking into her throat, she cried hoarsely, shaking everyone's heart and soul.

"Bei Gongcheng...why!" She raised her head to the sky and roared wildly, her shrill voice reaching the sky above Beiyuan.

When Bei Gongcheng's carriage and horses drove out of the palace, his heart trembled suddenly, tears welled into his eyes, and he closed his eyes silently.

For the next three days, she didn't see Bei Gongcheng, only Mo Bei once, saying that the emperor was seriously ill, this time, the prince may have to stay in the palace for a few more days.

The crowd was silent.

Whether it is the emperor who is seriously ill, or whether the prince is afraid to face Xueer, no one knows...

Nalan Ruixue already knew that it was Bei Gongcheng who took away the child with her own hands. She was too smart, so she pressed and questioned. With so many people, there was always someone who was overwhelmed by her Ling Wei and accidentally leaked some news.

And she strung out a fact like this...

It has been five days since she was born, and she can stay in the bed. The three days of nourishment made her complexion recover a bit, but the cold is still there, and no one will let her go out.

She was wearing a thick cotton padded coat and a ermine cloak, staring at the flying snow in the sky.

Ever since she knew that Bei Gongcheng had done this, she stopped talking.

Everyone understood that even if there were 1 reasons at the time, even if the child had to die...

No woman can accept that executioner is her own man!

How does this make her face him?Facing the person who killed his own child with his own hands?
Su Zian has been actively researching the prescription. Although he has a rough idea, the most important medicines are all on the last parchment.

Three volumes of ancient recipes does not mean that the success rate is 70.00%. Five, one volume less, the success rate becomes 50.00%...

It's either good or dead.

The overdraft of her airflow accelerated the spread of the cold, Su Zian decided not to procrastinate, and must take her back to Hongmen Village for treatment before this year at the latest!Maybe there is a dead old man and a dead old man, hope will be bigger.

After lunch, the wind and snow subsided, and Ning Yuran came again.

The moment her and Ning Yuran's eyes touched, everyone gasped slightly, wanting to chase Ning Yuran away, but seeing Ning Yuran's big belly and haggard look, they couldn't help it. Can't bear it.

She already knew about Ning Yuran's divorce, but it didn't arouse any reaction in her. Now her mind may be full of nothing but that child.

When the empty eyes of the two intersected, there was no spark at all.

Up to now, a man who lost his favorite, and a child who lost his favorite.

None of them may win beautifully.

"Let's go?" Ning Yuran said.

"Okay!" Nalan Ruixue nodded, when she wanted to open the door and go out, Qingluo and Qingfu were a little anxious.

She turned her head and glanced at the two of them, and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to follow."

The two looked at each other and nodded silently.Although she is still very weak now, Ning Yuran who came here alone is also very haggard, and it is even more inconvenient to have a big belly. They are not worried that Ning Yuran will hurt her, and these days, Ning Yuran may I was really hit, and I was so peaceful that sometimes people felt that they were all too unfeeling.

Why do women make things difficult for women?Hey... let them talk...

The wind and snow were fluttering, and both of them were wearing plain white mink cloaks, winding on the snow, covering their footsteps.

Both of them walked aimlessly for a while.

"Xuemei is in bloom. It's a big piece, like the snow scene of the holy mountain. Do you want to see it?" Ning Yuran asked first, as if wanting to break the silence.

Nalan Ruixue thought about it, and nodded silently.

When entering the plum garden, the guards guarding the courtyard wanted to stop her, but when they saw Nalan Ruixue, they remembered the prince's order and opened the courtyard door.

After a while, the two walked to a place where plum blossoms were in full bloom. This is a place that few people come to in the North Garden of the Wangfu. The plum forest leads to seclusion and winding paths.

The snow plum blossoms on both sides bloomed tens of thousands of buds after the frost fell, and maybe they will bloom even more colorfully in a few days.

The stone-paved path is covered with asphalt, which may be cleaned by a special person. The snow on the road is not much, and it can be walked on.

"Actually, you should call me elder sister!" As Ning Yuran walked, he brushed the plum branches beside him, and suddenly, a large piece of snow that was pressed on the branches fell to the ground.

"Is there any point in saying this now?" Nalan Ruixue said calmly, holding the gilt stove in her hands, and gently stroking the patterns on the stove with her fingertips.

"Yeah...it's meaningless, and I didn't expect him to divorce me because of you..." Ning Yuran laughed at himself and shook his head helplessly. "Six years... I married him at the age of 14. At that time, he named me as his concubine among thousands of girls. You know how happy I was at that time, the feeling of being loved by all..."

Nalan Ruixue was slightly taken aback, her face darkened and she didn't speak.

Ning Yuran continued: "It was only later that I found out that I married me for another woman!"

"Who?" Nalan Ruixue spoke unconsciously, thinking of the woman who had been engaged to Bei Gongcheng since childhood.

Ning Yuran stared blankly at her body, a gleam of light flashed across her eyes, and finally continued to speak with a simple smile. "She's dead... It's been many years since she died, but Bei Gongcheng's memory has been preserved for a long time. He loves her very much, to the deepest part of his memory."

Nalan Ruixue paused, her body trembling slightly.

Ning Yuran also stopped in his tracks, and said calmly: "It's hard, isn't it? It was hard when I knew the news at the time. I used to think that I was the most special one in his life, and he treated me differently from any woman. , he will take care of me, tolerate me, he has a very good tolerance, no matter what I do wrong, he will forgive, even if I kill someone, he will not mind, I used to think that the deepest love is That's it. I found out later..." She squeezed out a self-deprecating smile. "I'm just a substitute for that woman..."

"Who... is she?" Every sentence of Ning Yuran stabbed her deeply in the heart. The similar plot was the woman who existed deep in Cheng's memory and he didn't want to mention.At this moment, she has never wanted to know who that person is so much!
The trembling body fell into Ning Yuran's eyes, and her eyes flashed with luster, and finally squeezed out a wry smile: "Her surname is Su, she is Su Zian's younger sister, and her name is Su Ningyue..."

(End of this chapter)