Wanwan closed her eyes, and there was no hope. She knew that she might never be able to return to Nanyuan in this life. Even if he gives up his title at a good time, he is still a thorn in the heart of the court, pierced too deeply, and as long as he is alive, he will never have peace.

If he can't tolerate him, why let her stir into troubled waters? The eldest brother repeatedly refused to let her get contaminated, but the second brother sent her into the cave room. Maybe her role is just to conceive his child, and then use it as a tool to restrain him, but has the second brother ever thought about it, in case he lets it go and doesn't care anymore, is there anything else to do this besides giving him a reason to raise troops?

The officials of the cabinet are a bunch of wine bags and rice bags, and the world is peaceful and sour Confucianism! When she was very young, she once heard them mocking behind their backs at her father's feast, the one who steals the hook is punished, and the one who steals the country is marquis. The Yuwen clan was burned and killed at the foot of Qilian Mountain, and wanted to invade the Central Plains several times. As a result, they were given feudal domains and placed them in Jiangnan, and no one expected that Jiangnan would become so rich after two hundred years. I knew that I should demote them to Mobei, let them drink blood, and live as livestock......

This is the only time she has begged the emperor and returned with a feather, and she will never mention it a second time. He asked her to stay in Xihaizi to recuperate, how could she continue to face this face? The imperial doctor checked her pulse and said that His Highness was just angry, and it would be good to calm down. She struggled to her feet, and since it was all right, she would go back, she couldn't stay in this place any longer.

Out of the gate of the palace, the sun is shining brightly, although the heat is insufficient, it still shines dazzlingly. She was very uncomfortable, her whole body was almost completely pressed on the copper ring, after all, the copper ring was a woman, half holding her, and it was not even easy to get down the steps.

Jin Shi watched in front of the chariot, hesitated, but put down the reins of the horse to meet him.

She looked very weak, her face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she seemed to be unable to move. He reached for it and picked her up. She looked at him sluggishly, her lips twitching, unable to make a sound.

At this time, I probably still think about the difference between men and women, she is a noble princess, a stinky thousand households, how to get close to her. He ignored her, steadily put her in the car, turned around and ordered the captain to go back to the mansion first to pass the word, and gather the doctors and women on call in the mansion in order to consult His Highness.

The chariot moved, and he sat on his horse and looked back, and the door was silent, and the princess was silent many times.

When I think about it, I really think she is pitiful. A pregnant woman should be living like a flower, but she worries and worries every day. Without her husband by her side to shield her from the wind and rain, she has to face the changes alone, she used to be the heart of Emperor Xiaozong, and now she has become like this, I don't know how Xiaozong feels under the Yellow Spring.

Wanwan curled up on the brocade pad, and felt cold for a while, starting from the calf, spreading to the root of the leg, and spreading to the waist and abdomen. She faintly felt that it was not good, and clenched her hands tightly, her palms were full of sweat, and her fingers were wet. She wanted to call someone, but she didn't know who to call, her heart was desolate and panicked, she just wanted to get home quickly, and she seemed to be unable to hold on.

The chariot finally stopped, she couldn't move, she couldn't get out of the car. When the car door opened, a cool breeze blew in her face, and she shuddered. Brass Ring called out to her in terror, and she fell on the mat, trembling even when she gasped. Jin Shi took her out again, held her flat, and tried to stretch her waist as much as possible. She muttered softly, "Stomach hurts," and he listened to it with palpitations.

There was chaos in the second door, and the footsteps in the bedroom were hurried, and she lay on the bed, feeling that her body was empty, as if her soul would leave her body at any moment. The doctor was checking her pulse, and after the diagnosis, she went to the outside to prescribe a prescription, Mama Li asked him how he was doing, the doctor was talking in a low voice, I don't know what to say, her nurse whimpered, "My poor ......"

She was scared and wanted to hug her belly, but unfortunately she couldn't lift her hand. People came and went outside the floor cover, she lay there quietly, the medicine pendant was gurgling, and the room was soon filled with the fragrance of Chinese medicine.

I don't know if the child can be saved, she remembered the sentence "the six relatives are helpless", and suddenly burst into tears. That's it, it's up to him, she can't do anything anymore. The faint pain, in fact, is not very severe, but the waist and abdomen are raised, dull, and the pain is like a drum on the stage, a vast piece, and then calms down again. She knew that it was not good, but there was still a glimmer of hope, so she just held on, drank some medicine, and maybe she could get through. But when it got dark, the last of the daylight disappeared from the window lattice, and her pain swept over the sea. With Xiao You's "see red", something was peeled from her body, she couldn't hold it, and her body was empty all of a sudden.

It was a boy, and they didn't let her look at it, so they hurriedly disposed of it. Wanwan still remembers the first fetal movement last night, and he was already a good boy who was alive and well. It's a pity that she couldn't take care of him, and he died.

Mama Zhang guarded her from the side, stroking her hair, and the numbness and emptiness on her face scared her. She called out to His Highness eagerly, and said in a trembling voice: "You are still young, it doesn't matter if you slip a child, you can still conceive again if you have a strong body." ”

She mumbled, "yes...... But I feel sorry for the good time, I don't have the face to see him. ”

Big tears slipped into her sideburns, and Mama Zhang couldn't hold back her tears, so she could only comfort herself: "The prince won't blame you, this is also a formality." Listen to me, you can't cry in the little moon, you will be blind if you cry. Good boy, you eat my milk, I have grown it inch by inch, and you are like this, it hurts more than cutting my flesh. What do you want to do with Mama, if you can get back the life of Xiao Shizi, I will die. ”

However, no matter how many words are useless, the grief cannot be stopped, and the tears cannot be stopped. She closed her eyes, and there were tears in front of her. What if he found out the news? Will you blame her? She is so useless that she can't even keep the child. The second brother's plan to contain Nanyuan with his sister-in-law is also going to fail, is a sick sister still rare?

The fifth pigeon passed the book, and the eldest princess tried her best to protect Nanyuan, and fought the cabinet with her tongue, so that she hurt the fetal gas, and the child was gone, and it was said to be a male fetus......

He stood in the sunlight, his face pale.

The heart is like a container, filled with all kinds of extreme emotions, and a sharp blade mercilessly stirs up, stirring his flesh and blood, and shattering his internal organs.

His life was not peaceful. Nanyuan has experienced too many ups and downs, and since the prince passed the title to him, he has not been slack for a day. I thought that no matter what happened, he could grit his teeth and hold on, but what to do this time? He felt that he was on the verge of collapse, that his woman, his son, had fallen victim to his indecision. For the first time, he felt that he had done something wrong, because he had thought too much, and if he had started the war earlier, maybe Wanwan would not have made it like this. The five-month-old child had a miscarriage, and he couldn't imagine how painful she was. He hated Daye, hated Murong Gaogong, hated the filthy court, and hated himself even more. He hurried around the courtyard with his sword, cutting everything he saw, and with all his strength, he destroyed everything he saw in front of him.

Qi and blood are retrograde, hair stands on end, and he is probably only one step away from madness. Exhausted, he knelt in the wreckage and howled like a wolf. He should cry, and he must find a way to vent. His feelings have never been exposed, and only in front of Wanwan is he like a flesh-and-blood person. But he loved her and her children so much that he couldn't protect them. I wanted to compromise and wait for the opportunity to move, but it turned out that people were not as good as heaven, and Murong Gaogong gave him a head-on blow again. All his resentment, all his strength has nowhere to pour, what can he do to avenge this sea of blood, and what can he do to make Murong Gao Gong's life worse than death? He gritted his teeth and trembled, if he could step into the city of Beijing with one foot, he would want to break that dog emperor into pieces now.

"When we invade Beijing, my son will definitely kill all the people of the Murong family and avenge Ene and his little brother!" Only then did Lan Zhou dare to come up to persuade him, kneeling in front of his father and sobbing, "Ama Jie mourning, you have to take care of yourself and take Erna back." You are like this now, so that you know how sad it is. ”

His hair was disheveled, and he was unbearable, and Lan Zhou had never seen his father look like this, which really scared him. He tried to help him, only to learn that his father was like a mountain, something he would never be able to reach. He also felt sorry for this unborn brother, although sad, the pain was not as good as his father's. He could only persuade him, and even beat the side drum with some instigation: "Amma, the time has come, let's transfer troops, gather troops and horses, and point directly at Beijing." ”

Chong Guan is angry and blushing, this is the best □□. Lan Zhou originally thought that he Ama would not hesitate to issue a commanding order, but he miraculously calmed down, slowly stood up, stood among the dead branches and shook his head: "Throughout the ages, how many wars have been wiped out due to a momentary mood, and I don't move my troops, which does not mean that I will sit still and wait for death." In the past, the posture was too high, and there were ready-made weapons that were not used, but now it seems really stupid. ”

His so-called weapon naturally refers to King Zhen'an. Wang Ding is a reckless man, if he wants to talk about strategy, if he didn't have the staff around him, he would have died eight hundred times. As long as it penetrates into his think tank, a little agitation can make him mess up. The most profitable thing for a soldier is to borrow a knife to kill people, and when the time comes, those who watch the play are not afraid of big things, and when there is a lot of trouble, it is not impossible to turn around and cooperate with him.

Lan Zhou watched him step out, his face solemn, but his expression was the same. He took a breath and instructed word by word: "Wang Ding is a filial son, and his mother's 80th birthday will be in two days. Prepare a letter of prayer and send it to a reliable person, and prepare it skillfully, so that he may understand my heart and speak well in the future. ”

Lan Zhou replied, sure enough, there are no eternal friends and no eternal enemies in the world. I had been waiting for those two vassal kings to make the first move, and the strategy was good, but it was too passive. Now take the initiative to woo and then deploy depending on the situation, and don't say how it is, the yellow finch is behind, and the damage is smaller, that is certain.

Lan Zhou was ordered to do something, he looked up at the sky, the sky is blue, Beijing should be the same!

"Will the eldest princess hate me?" He muttered, "I left her alone in the capital, and she must be resentful of me now." ”

Rong Bao sniffed and said no, "Your Highness and you have a deep relationship, knowing that you can't help yourself, and if you want to hate, you will only hate the dog emperor, and you will not hate the lord." The donkey brain of the slave can't think about things, but the slave thinks that although the little master is gone, if he changes his mind, maybe he will be blessed by misfortune. As long as His Highness hates Murong Gaogong and we have trouble in the future, His Highness will not blame you. Think about it, Your Highness is of the same mind as you, and there will be another prince in the future, and it is not difficult for the two of you to give birth to ten or eight of them. ”

The words are so, but the son he has been thinking about is gone, and the blow to him is too great. He closed his sour eyes, only hating that he didn't have two wings under his ribs, and he couldn't go to Wanwan's side. Stroking the marks she left on her wrists, glad that there was such a little bit of involvement between them. He was also afraid, afraid that she would not be discouraged and would not want him from now on. The child is gone, but it is secondary, he always has a premonition that he will lose her at any time, I hope it is an illusion, otherwise he is alive, I am afraid that it will not make much sense.

The news of Wanwan's loss of her beloved son was only learned by the emperor on the third day.

Chongmao looked at the daze Long Live Lord and shouted several times. He woke up as if from a dream and asked what time it was.

Chongmao said: "It's the day when the two pavilion elders collided with His Royal Highness, and it won't be possible to go back at night, the child has fallen, and he is still a brother." ”

The emperor patted the armrest of the dragon chair and scolded the bastard, "Why did you come back to me now?" What do people out there eat? ”

Chongmao felt very wronged, "Didn't you retreat and see no one in the past two days, even if the minister got the news, he couldn't deliver it to you." ”

The emperor died down, got up and circled around the center of the earth, and said to himself: "This is a bad thing, Wanwan hates me to death, if I hadn't left her in the capital, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened......" He thought for a long time, "What should I do, her body is too weak, and fighting with people has become like this......"

In fact, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Chongmao didn't say anything, just looked at him, "Long live Lord, don't you go to see Your Highness?" ”

The Emperor sighed, "Yes, you must go." Hurriedly arrived at the door and hesitated, "I'm afraid she doesn't want to see me, and when the time comes, I'll have a hot face and a cold ass, how can I step down?" ”

After all, they are siblings, even if they can't get off the stage, the emperor still goes.

The emperor traveled, a lot of pomp, all along the road were cleared, ten steps to a brocade guard, at this time the emperor was very sorry. entered the eldest princess's mansion, because Wanwan couldn't come out to greet her, and went straight to the back house. There was a strong smell of medicine in her room, and the emperor even smelled blood, as if he had slipped for three days, and this smell had not yet dissipated, which made him a little uncomfortable. But the one on the bed is his own sister, and no one can dislike her. He gritted his teeth and walked through the floor cover, Wanwan closed his eyes, still asleep. Mama wanted to pass through, he raised his hand to stop it, he pulled the pestle and sat in front of the bed and waited, looking at his sister's bloodless face.

They have few brothers and sisters, and even the dead ghost boss is only three in total. Wanwan was eight years younger than her, and at that time he took her to stick dragonflies on the dan mounds in front of the Jinshen Palace, and went to the Imperial Garden to catch clams/toad bones in the flowing cup. She was too young to help much, so she carried a basket for him, and at the age of four or five years old, she was not as tall as his waist. Now that she has grown up, she almost has a child, but in his eyes, she is still a little sister and should be taken care of.

If he hadn't been the emperor, maybe the brother and sister wouldn't have been like this, it's all the damn imperial power. He was originally jealous of King Nanyuan, but after Wanwan got married, he felt that there was nothing big going on, but those cabinet ministers kept chattering in his ears, and after a long time, he was also shaken. After all, compared with Jiangshan Sheji, my sister's marriage is not so important. After walking the red and green, he felt that if the king of Nanyuan really couldn't do it, he would change Wanwan's son-in-law. But he seems to have underestimated the relationship between them, which makes him a little angry, no matter how good Yuwen Liang is, can he be better than his own brother?

A little jealous, a little unfair, his sister was divided by more than half, and he hated King Nanyuan even more. Wanwan is sad to lose her child, but she will forget it after a while. When his furnace of pills came out, he decided to give her ten pieces to taste, no matter how much he loves to eat alone, he can't leave his sister behind in his plan to become an immortal.