Emperor's Women

But he knew it was impossible.

Rao is how sad he is. He knows that he must stand up. On the bed, there is someone more sad than him. That is the child's mother and the child's mother.

With the child in his arms, he went to Fang Yan, patted her gently, and whispered, "come and hug the child. In a moment, someone will bury her."

"If I want to hold you, I won't hold you." Fang Yan sighed deeply and tried to make his tone plain.

Pull her body over. Unexpectedly, he didn't see Fang Yan shed a tear.

"You..." Rong Chengjin wanted to say something, but her words stuck in her throat. She didn't know how to speak.

Seeing him like this, Fang Yan laughed at himself: "why, do you think I'll cry to death? In your eyes, I'm so fragile?"

Then he looked at the child in his arms, and his face was still smiling like that. His slender fingers gently scraped the child's small face, and he pinched it hard and said, "it's just a dead fetus. Why be sad."

Either she didn't take the child seriously or she was too stimulated. In short, there are two extremes.

Rong Chengjin's Adam's Apple moved up and down. He only felt that his lips were dry and wanted to say something, but unexpectedly found that he would have such a poor day.

In the past, when he had a verbal battle with the officials on a political issue, he talked with confidence, his face did not change and his heart did not jump, but for Fang Yan

"Take it away and bury it. You can't hold it like this all the time. I'm tired if you're not tired. Besides, put it in this bedroom hall. According to the current hot day, the body will rot and stink in two days. I don't want to live in a stinking Palace." after that, Fang Yan didn't look at Rong Chengjin and turned around.

"Don't you... Want to give the child a name?" Rong Chengjin asked carefully.

Fang Yan didn't look back: "what's the name for? It's all dead. If you want to draw up a title for her, let the interior government draw it up. Pick one yourself. Don't ask me."

"I mean..." what else did Rong Chengjin want to say, but Fang Yan interrupted.

She opened the quilt, glared at Rong Chengjin, and raised her voice a lot: "you didn't understand what I said, didn't you? Don't ask me! Don't ask me anything! I've just had a baby and I'm very tired. Can you let me rest! Get out!"

A series of words stunned Rong Chengjin. It was rare that he did not retort or lose his temper, but really stood up, took the child and left the inner hall.

Hearing the sound outside the hall gradually disappeared, Fang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and let the darkness surround him

But she couldn't sleep.

Obviously already very tired, but still can't sleep. My mind was full of the child's small purple body and her closed eyes. She even held a small fist. It looked so quiet.

Just now, Wen po said that the child was very beautiful and a princess. I think when I grow up, I must be a beautiful woman.

Just when she was thinking, Zixi came in with a bowl of ginseng soup.

"Empress, this is the newly boiled ginseng soup. Drink it while it's hot." Zixi put the soup aside, still steaming slightly.

"Go away." Fang Yan only spit out a word, which made Zixi jump. After a long time with Fang Yan, this is the first time she has spoken to her in this tone.

"Empress..." what else did Zixi want to say, Leng was stopped by Fang Yan: "the palace asked you to go away. Can't you understand? Or are you tired of living?"

After staying in place for a long time, Zixi said, "yes, the slave maid retreated and the ginseng soup was put here. My mother remembers to drink."

After Zixi left, Fang Yan turned back and looked at the bowl of ginseng soup at the head of the bed in a daze.

There was no one in the whole bedroom, and she drove everyone out. The world is finally quiet.

No matter what, you can't make fun of your body. Fang Yan took the bowl of ginseng soup, closed his eyes, and without hesitation drank a mouthful into it.

But he was choked by the ginseng soup and burned his tongue.

A violent cough seemed to be coughing out the lungs. Coughing, Fang Yan's tears flowed down like this.

Drop on the hand, drop on the brocade quilt. One drop, two drops, finally, tears.

Slowly, Fang Yan retracted into the quilt and put her head in the quilt. At first, she still sobbed. Finally, she couldn't stand it and cried loudly.

What is strong, what is she still young and has children? It's all bullshit and Farting!

In this way, without a child, as a mother, how can she not feel heartache!

I remember when she first conceived the child, she didn't want to give birth to her at all. However, this is her own flesh and blood. How can she give up.

Later, concubine canglan Guoyi gave her those drugs. At that time, she knew that even if she was well conditioned, the child was afraid to be sick after birth. During this period of time, if you can't feel the baby's fetal movement continuously, how can it be ok.

She just doesn't want to think about it.

If Rong Chengjin's violence today is a fuse, it's just that I knew the result earlier. I can't blame Rong Chengjin at all. It wasn't his fault.

However, she remembered that concubine Yi seemed to be the person of his blood alliance!

So, did he also accept what Princess Yi did?

Thinking so, Fang Yan gradually stopped crying, but instead smiled bitterly. Rong Chengjin, if you really accept it, did you ever think that you would kill your daughter yourself? Have you ever had a trace of regret?

If so, I will use all means to break you into pieces!

I don't know how long it took Fang Yan to fall asleep.

In the changmen palace, Rong Chengjin also shut herself in the hall, and no one was seen.

Outside the changmen palace, chupan painstakingly advised mingyuke who wanted to go in and see Rong Chengjin at this time.

"My father-in-law Chu, I treat you very well. Why are you ungrateful now that you have a new master? Go to the palace and pass it on. Otherwise, don't blame the palace for not thinking about the old feelings and starting to break through!" I have to say that mingyuke, who was born in a famous family, is so skillful and has a good attitude and attitude, People have to succumb to her majesty.

However, Chu pan followed Rong Chengjin for so many years. He has seen what kind of people and scenes. Mingyuke has never heard of such a speech, and he can deal with it easily: "the imperial concubine and empress said this, but they have broken the slave. There is only one master of the slave, that is the emperor. How can there be a new master."

"Hum, don't think this palace doesn't know. The emperor runs to the worry free palace all day. Can you not vent your anger with the worry free palace?" mingyuke snorted coldly, and couldn't care so much about it.

Now she has only one idea, this meeting, she must not let Rong Chengjin stay alone in the changmen palace! Something will happen!

Chupan smiled lightly and said to him, "your imperial concubine, I know you are worried about the emperor, but the emperor has ordered that no one can see you. Otherwise, I won't spend more time here with you. I went in early to serve you."

"You!" mingyuke pointed to chupan. Seeing such a stalemate, the next moon hurriedly came forward and advised, "madam, if you can let go, how can Chugong oppose our Yijing palace? Maybe the emperor won't let you see it. Instead of arguing here and falling into the emperor's ears, it's not good for the madam. She might as well leave now and come back tomorrow."

Yue'er's words were reasonable and just gave her a step down. Mingyuke put away his hand pointing to chupan and said coldly, "today, the palace will let you go. If you dare to stop the palace next time, be careful of your head!" then he turned his head and left.

Long Gate Palace. Rong Chengjin stood behind the book case, kept waving the Langhao pen in her hand, and then kept weeding on the rice paper.

However, the more it is written in this way, the more irritable it is. Let alone meditation, it is impossible to calm the irritable mood at this time.

Angry as he was, he swept all the things on the bookcase to the ground, and the ink in the inkstone sprinkled on the stall, blackening a large area.

Chupan outside heard what was happening inside, so he stood outside the hall and shouted softly, "emperor? You want slaves to come in..."

"Roll." Rong Chengjin's low voice sounded.

Chupan shook his head and sighed. As soon as he turned around, he saw Dongfang Hao standing in the corridor. Needless to say, chupan understood and reported: "Emperor..."

"I told you to go away. You can't understand, can you?"

"No, the Oriental adult is coming." chupan reluctantly wiped the sweat on his forehead.

When Dongfang Hao came, the voice inside disappeared for a few seconds, and then said, "let him in."

Chupan opened the door and whispered to Dongfang Hao, "Sir, the emperor is in a bad mood at this time. You can be careful."

"Thank you for reminding me." Dongfang Hao nodded and smiled and walked in.

As soon as I entered the gate of changmen palace, I saw a mess on the ground. There were several pieces of white rice paper scattered on the ground, with no words on it, several paper balls and paper that had written words.

Without greeting, Dongfang Hao went to the rice paper, picked up one, took it in his hand and looked at the words on it.

It's full. It's all "Li Qiu".

It hurt his eyes. Holding the rice paper in his hand, he asked, "Fang Yangang gave birth to a princess for you. Although it's a pity that it's a stillbirth, you wouldn't think about other women so soon?"

Hearing what he said, Rong Chengjin smiled bitterly: "I thought you would understand me."

Dongfang Hao was stunned and immediately understood: "do you think that if she was around you, she would be able to enlighten you, right?"

Rong Chengjin sighed deeply: "in fact, it's all my fault."

At this time, it was late at night. Rong Chengjin had to go early tomorrow, but he couldn't sleep. I've been thinking about what happened tonight.

If he hadn't been stunned by anger and the other party Yan had done something like that, Fang Yan wouldn't have

"I don't know what's wrong with me today. I just can't control myself. I just want to..." Rong Chengjin sat behind the book case, covered his head with both hands, and his face was full of pain.

Dongfang Hao walked to Rong Chengjin, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know, you just want to vent your anger. But... It's just a letter and didn't say anything. How can you be so angry? With all due respect, you didn't have such a strong desire for possession in the past."

Since Fang Yan reappeared in their world, he can obviously feel that Rong Chengjin has changed.

Dongfang Hao's words made Rong Chengjin's body slightly stiff, raised his head, looked at him and said, "you think so, don't you?"

Seeing that he was as helpless as a child, Dongfang Hao nodded noncommittally.

But it attracted him deeper remorse and kept sighing.

"But... Have you ever thought that apart from tonight, have you done anything else to bury the root of Fang Yan's stillbirth today?" Dongfang Hao asked.