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After Liu Che asked softly, "Do you still hate?", it became quieter, so quiet that even the sound of a heart beating gently resounded in the air.

That question exploded like thunder in Gillian's heart, causing her breathing to stop for a moment.

If Pingyang and them come to ask, she has her own words to perfunctory them.

But Liu Che asked, and she had to look at herself with a cocoon.

Do you still hate?

She asked herself in her heart.

The answer is naturally yes, the scars on the heart are destined to be indelible with time.

Those despair, regret, and helplessness, as long as they are touched, will roll up in the sky one after another, blocking her heart, making her unable to sleep

Her watery eyes gradually filled with tears, and she turned her face slightly to stop her gaze on the ground.

A few rays of cold moonlight leaked through the unstretched window screens and fell on the ankle-deep white wool carpet, like frost flowers in the morning, which made people look at it coldly.

She took a deep breath, only to feel the frosty moonlight pierce her heart like a piercing cold sword.

Deeper and deeper, more and more painful.

Liu Che saw that Gillian had been silent for a long time, so he leaned over and hugged her shoulder, and said softly: "Don't think about it, don't think about it." ”

He hugged Gillian and took her to lie down slowly.

Gillian suddenly spoke, "She won't live long—"

Liu Che froze, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Yes, birth, old age, sickness and death, it's so fair." ”

In the silence, Gillian stopped talking and buried her head deep in Liu Che's arms.

It didn't take her a moment to fall asleep, as if a short sentence had drained her entire mind.

Liu Che looked at her with mixed feelings, and then gently hugged her and fell asleep with a feeling of distress that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

The next day, Gillian slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, and Liu Che had already taken a pair of children to the Xuanshu Palace.

It happened that Liu Zhengchen said that he was going to enter the palace the day before yesterday, and Gillian was not in a hurry, and slowly got up to change clothes and wash.

Breakfast is a crucian carp soup with winter melon and barley and some side dishes, accompanied by a fragrant cake baked in a oven.

The winter melon is fresh and comes with early morning frost flowers.

The crucian carp is even fresher, and it is still alive when it arrives on the board, and there will never be a fishy smell when the fish is made into soup, but the eyebrows of fresh people will fall off.

Usually such a light and delicious soup with scones, Gillian can eat it all in one go.

But today she has a very bad appetite, and no matter how good things she eats, she tastes like chewing wax in her mouth, so she barely used half a bowl of soup and a small half of a scone to ask someone to withdraw.

She still remembered her own words yesterday, and her expression did not belong.

Before life and death, even though she couldn't forgive, she couldn't help but sympathize with the Queen Mother.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, how ridiculous and pathetic she was.

When the Queen Mother poisoned her, did she sympathize with her?

The white winter sunlight spread on her, and she slowly closed her eyes, only to feel cold and lonely all around, and bitter in her heart.

At lunchtime, Gillian still had a bad appetite, so she only used half a bowl of rice with shiitake mushrooms and rape and called out.

Begonia and Magnolia looked at each other for a moment, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Haitang put the tent in Gillian's lunch and pretended to be relaxed and asked: "What do Her Royal Highness the Queen want to use for dinner?" The servant had informed him earlier. ”

Gillian was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that this was to worry about her when she saw her bad appetite.

She smiled and pulled over the cover.

"It's cold in winter, cut a few plates of beef and mutton, prepare some fresh vegetables, and eat antique soup."

Begonia should be fine, put down the tent, and retreated calmly.

Maybe there was something in her heart, Gillian didn't sleep and kept tossing and turning.

When Liu Zhengchen came, Gillian was still more tired than before going to bed.

She yawned and pushed herself to her feet.

Liu Zhengchen's spirit is good, and his complexion is ruddy.

Gillian was relieved that no matter what, the requisition was finally alive.

Liu Zhengchen sat down on Gillian's right hand and talked to her.

"Liu Ling left Chang'an City early this morning, went back to Huainan, and got married on the fifth day of the next month."

Gillian laughed, Liu An and Liu Jian really couldn't wait for this marriage.

This is for fear of when the Queen Mother will go, and the marriage will change during the three years of national mourning.

It is also chilling to say that before people go, the whole world is rushing to get married, only when people die.

People's hearts are warm and cold, but that's it.

Gillian lowered her head and took a sip of the warm flower tea in her hand, but did not speak.

Liu Zhengchen saw that she was not in a high mood, so he told her about Xue Wu's son Wei Yan.

The little guy was born in April this year, and now he is half a year old.

"Wei Qing loves his son, as soon as he gets home, he hugs his son and coaxes his son, and their nurses are all idle-"

talked about Zhang Boda with some amusement, "Zhang Boda ran to the Changping Marquis Mansion at the beginning of the period, and after finding that Wei Qing didn't have time to take care of him, he also went less." Alone, it's pitiful to look at, Your Highness might as well give him a marriage. ”

Zhang Boda still didn't find the person he wanted, he never got married, and his Yicheng Marquis Mansion didn't have any fireworks.

I went to Wei Qing's mansion at the end of three days and drank with Wei Qing.

Twenty-five or sixteen people, still floating.

Gillian remembered the words she promised the old lady when she went down the mountain, but it was always a matter of heart on her mind.

For this, the palace also held a palace banquet for him, and invited the ladies of the right age in Chang'an City to ask Zhang Boda to see each other.

Zhang Boda was forced by Liu Che to take a look, and he was not interested, but no one looked down on him.

Gillian shook her head, "He was so crazy at the beginning, there was no one in Chang'an City who could look at him, who would want to marry him now?" ”

Liu Zhengchen said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't worry, I can't tell when this fate will come." ”

Gillian sighed and said, "I hope." ”

Compared with Zhang Boda's distant and ethereal fate, the queen mother's limit is getting closer and closer.

The Queen Mother was in a coma for more and more days, and after another half a month, she was in a coma almost all day long.

In the afternoon, the Queen Mother finally woke up from a long coma.

Everyone knows that this is a return to the light of death.

Pingyang was crying silently, and Liu Che's eyes didn't know how many times they were red.

Hui'er and Yuanhui were still young, and they didn't understand what it meant to die of life, and when they saw that the imperial grandmother finally woke up, they all rushed to the bed and asked their grandmother to get up.

"Imperial Grandmother, why did you sleep for so long?"

"Grandmother, I painted another picture for you."

The Queen Mother smiled kindly at the two lovely children, and listened patiently to their thoughts about these days.

Full of satisfaction, he praised them: "Good boy, good boy." Imperial Grandmother Ming'er will play with you—"

After that, he asked the nurses to take the prince and the eldest princess down.

Perhaps there was some ominous premonition, and the two children turned back one step at a time, and the Queen Mother smiled kindly as usual.

When the figures of the two children were completely hidden behind the deep palace corridor, the Queen Mother's cloudy eyes suddenly welled up with unconcealable sadness and reluctance.