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Shang Xuesleeves forcibly broke her legs, resisted the urge to roll in pain, and let herself lie on the cold, hard kang with her limbs wide open as if she had been tortured. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't understand, she hadn't seen it, she only knew how to exert force, but she didn't know how to use force.

Her hair was biting into her mouth, her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes in the darkness, and she heard the low, muffled "ho-ho" sound of a beast coming out of her mouth, and she could hear a heavy grunt coming out of her nose, but even then, she could only feel the cold wetness and the heat in her body.

She thought, she was going to die, but it was a pity that she and Ah Yu's child, she had unknowingly lost their first child, how much she wanted to keep this one......

She thought of the drama that had never stopped in her mind every day and night...... Every time I think about it, I think of more, and no one knows about these anymore......

She was drowsy, but the next moment, she cried, she was unwilling......

She clutched the quilt tightly in her hand, but the strength in her body became smaller and smaller, and the heat flow became thinner and thinner, and with every moment she passed, she could vaguely feel that something was missing - never to come back......

She gritted her teeth and rubbed her hand wildly between her hair, finally grasping something and slamming it into her thigh.

Because of the sharp pain of the puncture, Shang Xue's waist stood up instantly, her hair had been loosened by her, and she only knew that she was screaming with her mouth open, and she used her strength.

Every stab, every hoarse shout, every blow seemed to be an effort with all my strength.

In the dark, she couldn't see anything, but Shang Xue's eyes widened, looking up, and the last trace of nostalgia slowly pulled out of her heart, and she couldn't keep anything.

Grievances, resentments, hatreds, and boundless remorse overwhelmed her in an instant.

The darkness that enveloped her was so thick, so deep and bitter cold, that even the prison where the West was dying, the nightmare where the clouds were drenched in blood...... Despair that can't even be reached...... At that time, someone else came down from heaven to bring her out of hell, and now, where is he!

But she still stretched out her hand, as if she didn't want to fall into the infinite darkness like this, as if she could hold on to even a glimmer of light, she could be rescued from the abyss.

"Ahh

Shang Xue's whole body trembled, something slipped out of her belly, she was stunned for a while, the hand that reached out to the top gently retracted, and touched her stomach, which was flat and empty.

She sat up with a spirit, and felt a small body between her legs, which she hurriedly held in her arms, and pressed her face again, and could hear faint breathing and very small cries.

She frantically touched the window, and gently lifted the corner of the quilt blocking the curtain, revealing a little light.

With this light, she bit off the umbilical cord and moved to the other side of the kang with a mouth full of blood.

There were neatly folded pieces of cloth that she had removed from the quilt and washed in the fall.

She placed the child on it, and as soon as she left the warm embrace, the child began to cry and writhe softly, like a cat's meow.

Shang Xuesleeve hurriedly wrapped the cloth layer after layer, hugged it again, and she brought the child's mouth close to her chest.

She's seen everyone else do it.

But after a while, there was a feeling of being sucked, and she couldn't help but sobbed softly again, at this moment, there was something extremely warm in her heart.

She still had a tearing pain in her lower body, a blur of flesh and blood on her legs, a wound on her palms and lips, and a hoarse voice that she could barely say a word.

She thought she should deal with it, scrub and scrub, but she didn't want to alarm the child in her arms, who was gradually falling asleep.

Suddenly, she was humming to her mother's voice—not an opera, not a ballad, just a simple irregular humming and shaking of her shoulders.

Shang Xuesleeve forgot everything, only the little baby in her arms, she thought, if it was dawn, she could see his appearance-hey, why was she so careless, she didn't even touch it, is this a boy or a girl?

How lovely is such a small lump?

If Ah Yu, the emperor sees it, will he like it?

She couldn't help but shed tears, and shook her head again, such a ruthless person must only be suspicious, right?

I don't know how long it took before the sky brightened, Shang Xuesleeve carefully sideways his arms, and he could see the child's face through the faint light.

The red, delicate and tender face didn't look good, she smiled and touched it lightly with her fingers, but the eyelashes were so long, slightly upturned; The nose was straight, the shape was the same as that of the emperor, and he was breathing rapidly; The chin is a little like his own, pointy and small, although he is not beautiful now, but he must be a handsome person when he grows up.

She had already thought of the child in her arms as a boy, and she pressed her face over again, unconsciously shedding tears.

The boy was dripping with tears on his face, and opened his eyes, and began to weep - but the voice was not loud, but still faint, as if he had cried one time, and the next he would be out of breath.

Shang Xuesleeve thought, is he hungry? Then he opened his arms and let him go to feed.

When she looked down, she could see the child's mouth stirring gently, and although she didn't have much strength, she could still feel that he was trying.

But...... She resisted the urge to cry, she couldn't leave him in this cold palace.

She knew that she could see that he was so thin, his cry was so small, that he didn't even have the strength to feed, and that he needed a doctor to see him.

And herself, the food has been particularly poor in the past two months, and I am afraid that the milk is also thin.

Thinking of this, Shang Xue's sleeves staggered off the kang, put the child in the sunlight through the window, and carefully covered the quilt before stumbling out of the house.

But she was still disappointed.

There was still no response outside the door.

Yes, she remembered, it was fifteen today, and as she had thought, perhaps there was grace in the palace to allow them to meet with their families; Maybe they were being drawn away from the last festival of the year in preparation everywhere......

No matter how she banged on the door, no matter how she shouted to see the Queen Mother or the Queen Mother, there was only silence outside.

Shang Xuesleeve had to go back to the house, she climbed onto the kang, her child, even in such a bright sun, the beautiful little face, also showed a faint cyan, if you don't look carefully and listen, you can hardly feel that she is still panting.

The worm does not grow old

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