I, the fourth Baylor who is the envy of my brothers.

married two new Gege into the palace in one day, and it seems that he is really the first prince among all the brothers to be so "favored" by Huang Ama. But who of them knew that I sat all night in that damn wedding dress.

Like now, I've been sitting in the den for another day and a night, who knows!

My eldest son died, and I was given my eldest son who was full of hope, Honghui. He was my child with Yue'er, only eight years old, and I had not yet taught him everything I could, let him grow up, and accept all the glory I wanted to give him, so I went early. At that time, I couldn't stay by their mother and son's side, leaving them alone to endure the pain of life and death. But because I am the fourth beyler, the son of Emperor Amma, I must go wherever and whenever he wants me to go, and I will not hesitate for a moment.

I don't need to be happy, I don't need to marry another wife and take a concubine, I don't need all the inexplicable so-called care. No matter how hard it is to accept, I can, and must accept this fact, and do my best to get better. Or because of this identity, I know who I am, and I have known it deeply since I can remember, and I also know what it represents.

But the Emperor Ama still sent two women to my house of Belle by his will.

This time, there is no more E-Niang's bitter heart, and she hints explicitly, and I can't tolerate my polite refusal. Because what Huang Ama said was a golden mouth, and when he said it, I will do it, and that's it.

No matter how reluctant I am.

As princes, there are really few things we can choose from, almost nothing. But I've been stubborn for a few years, not for anything else, just for the woman who is unconscious in bed now. Now she is real, I know, because she no longer has the strength to disguise the dignified smile of last night, but has become a woman with a high fever that does not go away, and she still cries in her sleep.

At this time, she was the most lifeless I had ever seen, so weak that I was scared.

I can't afford her like this, so I can only hide here. Far away from the courtyard walls, the sound still penetrated my ears from time to time.

Actually, it's quiet here, no one dares to disturb me anymore, I really can't hear anything. It's just the hoarse cry that calls Honghui, the grief and helplessness that calls me, and the brother she has never forgotten for many years, the brother who always calls when she is vulnerable and helpless...... It has been called bleeding in my heart, and it lingers.

I don't know how long I'm going to sit here, just like I don't know when she's going to get better. I just felt like I couldn't move, so I had to sit here like I was running away. My son is gone, isn't it...... I'm really afraid that my fortune will be gone, but I don't have the courage to face it.

I didn't dare, because I made her like this. I'm afraid she'll get better, and she'll be full of resentment when she looks at me again. I'm even more afraid, she won't get better.

The night before, it was the day I took a concubine, and I sat here, and I wasn't in such a mood at that time.

That little woman has changed, since Honghui died, she has changed a lot. I have a lot of worries, it's hard to see a smile, and I don't care about anything, including me. After following Huang Ama on another tour of the south, she became even more silent when she returned, and we were often relatively silent.

But at such a time, Huang Ama is still ...... What can I say? Burning oil on fire? Knowingly? I feel that I am so rebellious that I would use such words when I think of Huang Amma, but this is exactly what happened.

I know that he is punishing me, and he is also punishing my Fujin, with his supreme favor.

Gao Wuyong, who never goes against my will, urged me a few times outside the study, and I knew he was right, no matter what the reason or excuse, I should pass.

The two women who had been carried into the backyard at the same time, sat quietly in the room, and if I didn't go all night, they would sit like that all night. And that's not the point. What Huang Ama thinks is the most important. I have a wife and children, and as a man, I have to protect them.

To this day, I still vividly remember that this was the case on the night of the wedding more than ten years ago. We didn't do anything but call me by name. But it's different, because the two of us are still in the same bed, and now she's sick in bed.

I sat alone by the window in the red wedding room, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and looked out at the gray moonlight in the night sky obscured by the clouds. I didn't know who was sitting on the bed, and I didn't pick up the red hijab, and the red candle that wept silently was about to burn out, and I suddenly became irritable, and wanted to destroy the silence like this mansion, the silence everywhere.

Tearing away the white satin cloth from the bed, I went to another room, still a woman sitting on the edge of the bed with a red hijab, still sizzling a red candle. I walked over to her and sat down feebly, looking at the red of the room, which seemed to spit out flames and burn me. Snatching away a touch of white under the red brocade quilt, he grabbed the flask on the table and returned to the study.

It's not the first time I've done this, Yue'er of the year...... It's amazing to remember, there was so much happiness and unhappiness between us back then, but when I think about it, I still laugh. But looking at the white in front of him, he couldn't laugh, he only felt angry. I'm angry with her, and I'm angry with myself even more.

I know that she is right like this, the prince's concubine Fujin should be like this, knowledgeable, generous and virtuous. I should be glad that her change will be what Huang Ama likes, and it will be more suitable to stand by my side and stand for a long time. But at this moment, I couldn't laugh, because she didn't care anymore, she didn't care about anything anymore.

It's about to dawn, it's raining lightly outside, who can sleep on such a night? I believe that even Lance and Song will not sleep well. What about her?

Gao Wuyong came back, and soon, I looked at his lowered head and slightly wet clothes, but I couldn't see his expression clearly. Those two pieces of blood-stained white satin will be delivered to her, and now? If she sees it now, does it mean that she hasn't slept all night, will she react? Will she still laugh at me like she did last night?

I was wrong, and as soon as I stepped into her yard, I knew I was wrong.

Meiyu and conciliatory words, even Ruyi, are looking at me with reproachful eyes, even if it is very subtle and forbearing, I can still see clearly. These three girls have been with her for so many years, but none of them have their hearts towards me, including Yan Yu, who is married. Should I say that she is too good as a master, or is she too a failure to be a master?

She covered herself under the covers, which used to happen when she had an awkward relationship with me or when she was sad, but today it was different. Hearing her crying and laughing, my heart did not have the slightest sense of smug relaxation and the pleasure of revenge, but it felt like I was being eaten by something.

What I didn't expect was that in just one night, she had a high fever, and she couldn't recognize anyone with her eyes open, but kept calling three men - me, our son who went early before he could become an adult, and her brother!

After so many years, I know my place in her heart, and I believe that no one is more important than me, but at this time, I still can't accept it calmly. Such a man who was deliberately ignored by me, was he once very good to Yue'er? better than me to her? It has been so unforgotten for many years, and she can't help but think of it every time she is vulnerable.

In the past ten years, Yue'er rarely goes back to her parents' house, and never takes the initiative to mention it. Feyangu, my nominal father-in-law, is a loyal servant of Emperor Amma, and I don't have to deliberately get close to him, and this is not what Emperor Ama wants to see. As for her other relatives, I never bothered to socialize, and even deliberately avoided them.

When she married me, she is my woman, and in the future, every honor and disgrace will be given by me, and it has nothing to do with others.

It's just that at this point, I can't do anything but hide here.

The door slammed open from the outside,

Yes, fear.

This identity made me never feel this way, even before Xie Yu entered the door, I was just trying to escape. Right now...... Because she said,

"Fourth Master, Fujin is awake, go and take a look. Good fortune...... Fujin ...... It seems to be ...... Dumb. ”

What will Huang Ama and Eniang think of a dumb concubine? No matter how much they once loved her, Huang Ama would not accept a daughter-in-law who couldn't speak. Fortunately, they went to Saiwai, and I still have time.

I only hope that Imperial Doctor Su can do what she says, I believe, she will be fine. And it has to get better, it has to get better. I can wait, I can wait as long as she wants, as long as she is good. Even though...... It's no good, I don't live up to her.

During these days, the house became quieter and quieter, and I did not allow anyone to make a sound, no matter what I did. As long as she has a bad day, in this mansion, no one is qualified to speak again, except for the Hongwan sister and brother who can make her smile occasionally, and her girl. I'm the one who wasn't allowed, and I couldn't forgive myself for hurting her like this.

Our relationship seems to be better than before, and words that cannot be said can be written down with pen and paper. She would hide all the notes I wrote under her pillow as she used to hide my letters, and she didn't change.

I once said that I would teach her to play the guzheng, but I forgot again and again, and as time went on, I became busier and busier, and now, it is a good time. But I prefer to hold her quietly, not saying anything, just holding her hand on the piano and listening to the sound that belongs to the two of us. What I want to say is in the piano sound, I believe it, she understands.

A year, even if it is sad, still passes quickly. The birth of a child comes on the same day as the day of the sacrifice, and it will be like this for many years to come.

There was no tribute in Honghui's room, I still saw it in the morning, who would dare to remove it?

There were too many surprises and anger on this day, and even if Yue'er's dumb illness was finally cured, I couldn't forgive such a mistake.

It's just a bigger surprise that I can barely bear.

It's mine...... Honghui, who did not die, was secretly sent to Hangzhou by her and raised in Yiyantang.

How did this little woman do it?

In order to save his son, he lost his royal jade, is it worth it? I actually got Su Changqing and Yan Yu to Hangzhou to change their faces, just to take care of Honghui, and I was not even afraid to break up the Su Taiyi family, so that the old man who lost his son could endure my anger. Was she kind and clever or was she selfish and cruel? And the couple were willing to leave their homeland for her.

I sat all night and thought about it a lot, and in the end I only knew one thing, and that was that my son was still alive in this world.

Blame her? It's not that she doesn't complain.

She hid it from me and everyone in the world, but in order to see the sick Honghui, she told the emperor Ama about it, and even Yinxiang had seen Honghui in Hangzhou, and I ...... It was the last one to know.

It's just that I can't say anything to blame, I know her feelings for Honghui, if it weren't for her reluctance, she would never do it. I believed her, but she was still worried.

Aside from my status, I am still a man, I know how to protect my family, how to protect the people I want to protect, and I will not let her bother to hurt her body again.

Honghui is still a child, and she is my woman, and the Hongwan sister and brother, they should all inhabit under my wings and live in peace.