After a long time, just when I was about to fall asleep, finally, Qingyun ran out excitedly to pass the word, and kept shouting: "Niangniang is awake!

Listening to her shouting like this, I didn't feel sleepy at all. The www.biquge.info stood up immediately, but he didn't want to sit in the chair for too long, and as soon as he stood up suddenly, his legs were a little numb, and he almost couldn't stand.

Si Kite hurriedly came over to help me. After I had walked a few steps and had recovered from it, he helped me to the inner room.

When I arrived in the inner room, the first thing I smelled was a strong smell of blood. Then I saw Jing Zhaoyi, whose hair was messy and pale, lying on the bed, and when she saw me coming, a tear immediately appeared in the corner of her eye.

"Hua'er ......" A weak voice came with a cry, and the voice also carried some grievances and helplessness.

I hurriedly sat down on the side of Concubine Jing's bed, held her hand, and comforted, "Sister Yi...... I'm here...... It's all gone, it's all over......"

When Concubine Jing heard me say this, the tears in her eyes could no longer be held back, and they flowed down her cheeks. While crying, he said, "Hua'er...... My Lin'er is gone......"

As he spoke, he touched his lower abdomen with his other hand and cried to me, "Look...... He used to be here, and now he ...... He's gone...... He's gone...... Hua'er ...... My Lin'er is gone......"

While persuading her, I couldn't help but shed tears: "Sister Yi, don't cry anymore." If there are always tears in the little moon, the eyes will be cried......"

After a pause, he said, "Sister Yi...... There will be more children, and if you have taken care of your body, there will be again...... It's that he is not blessed to be your child, and God will definitely give you another child......"

I spoke incoherently, but I didn't want to be brought to my own tears. In the end, it simply became us two sisters who hugged our heads and cried.

In the end, it was Qingya and Qingyun who separated us, and persuaded each other with Si Yuan to stop the tears.

I stayed with Jing Zhaoyi for a long time that day, and I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't even go to ask for peace on the second day. When I returned to the palace, I covered myself in the quilt and cried fiercely, and then I didn't bother to eat for a few days, and I lost a lot of weight.

My sadness is not only because of Jing Zhaoyi's mother's dragon son who was born without fate, but also because of my own body. Before, when I didn't have a favor, everything didn't matter, but now that I have a favor, I hate myself more and more.

I've been taking cold incense pills, and although Imperial Doctor Ke is not in the palace, he still sends three treasures to deliver medicine every month. I asked Sam Bao where the medicine came from? He said that the master dragged someone to bring it over.

I've just been eating, and I don't know if I'm better now. It's just that, judging from the way I took the medicine before, there won't be any big improvement.

These days, the emperor has not been to Xianfu Palace, I think of the emperor's silent look that day, I know that he lost his other child, and my heart must be sad. Maybe it's because I'm sad that I don't want to see Zhaoyi Niangniang, or see her sister, me.

If the emperor doesn't come, my life seems to have returned to its former peace. It's just that...... Where can it be the same as before? Even though it has only been a few days, that person has already settled in my heart.

Unlike in the past, in my spare time, I often took out the picture of "There is a Beautiful Woman Under the Moon" painted by the emperor, and it was an hour at first glance. Rubbing his hand to draw the emperor's cheek, it seems that in this way, he can touch it.

I was looking at the painting in the palace that day, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. I didn't think so, thinking that Si Kite came to remind me to eat, but I didn't look back, and said, "Let's put it first, I'm not hungry." ”

I thought it was very ordinary, but I didn't hear the familiar Si Kite's persuasion and answer, and suddenly I thought about it, and felt that something was wrong, and when I looked back, it was the emperor who came in and stood behind me.

I hurriedly got up and saluted, but he came over, hugged me in his arms, rubbed the stubble of his beard against my neck, and he whispered, "Hua'er, don't move, let me hold for a while." ”

I stopped getting up, sat back down, and let the emperor hold me in his arms, and after a long time, he gently let go of the arm holding me, and said: "What did you say just now that you are not hungry, you see that you are hungry and thin, have you not eaten well?"

I shook my head and said no.

The emperor looked at the somewhat fluffy painting scroll that I had placed on the table, leaned on the edge of the table, held my face with his hand, looked into my eyes and said, "Hua'er, you remember, in my heart, there is a place for you at all times." ”

I looked at the emperor, but I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I raised my head and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have anything to tell your concubine?"

The emperor looked at me, was silent for a moment, and still said, "There is no matter." Hua'er don't think too much. "Although I don't want to think about anything, but seeing the emperor like this, how can I not guess in my heart?

It's just that when the emperor came here, he naturally wouldn't come to see what I guessed, so I put aside this matter, dragged him to look at the painting, and said: "The emperor is free, it's good to leave another ink treasure for the concubines? ”

The emperor was also laughed at my change of topic. didn't shirk, immediately asked Si Kite to grind the ink, spread out the rice paper, took a large wolf hair, smacked a few times, waved his arm, and a few big characters jumped on the paper.

I looked at those big words, and my heart was almost melted with emotion. There is no him, just because the words written by the emperor are: hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son.

I believe that every woman in the world, when she sees her beloved man talking to herself, or writing, or in some other way, expressing the promise to spend her life with you, will willingly fall into this sweet hole, melt into it, and never want to come out again.

After writing the words, the emperor changed a small brush and inscribed the inscription: Bingshen New Year's Scene is given to Wenhua. It seemed that he was still a little dissatisfied, so he asked Si Kite to take the ink, grabbed one of my fingers, and picked up one of his fingers, and at the same time dipped the ink, and pressed it under the payment.

Then he looked at the two red handprints and said to me with satisfaction: "Well, don't think about running away this time, you have already signed and drawn, and you have to go to the white head with me." ”

I stuck out my tongue, took the hand that pressed the ink and printed it on the emperor's finger, and said, "The slave doesn't want to run, I'm afraid that the emperor will be annoyed by the slave and the maid!"

The emperor smiled, picked me up and put me on the bed, and said, "Really?

After that, it was a night of spring in the garden.