Gillian didn't know when the begonia left on this day, and she didn't know how long she sat under the south window. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The early summer sun was already slightly blazing on her body and face, her hair was hot, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead.

Gillian still didn't move like a clay carving wood sculpture, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her face was terrifyingly white.

What is this?

Why?

Just to protect the soft and delicate but never satisfied Mrs. Qi?

Or is it more to restrain Empress Lu, her prestige in the harem of the former dynasty is too great, if more sons and daughters are born, even Gaozu himself can't meet her directly?

Then take the lives of all the queens of the Han family as a child's play?

What right does he have to turn their lives into tragedy!

Does he know that Queen Bo is really the most gentle and kind person Gillian has ever seen in her life, and she has always hoped to have a child of her own. But since she didn't have it in her life, she selflessly gave all her love to the concubines of the first emperor and took good care of them to grow up.

All the princes and daughters born to the first emperor have grown up safely and healthily, and this heart is that the empress dowager said that she was suffering.

If Empress Bo had known about it, she might also have a son and a daughter of her own, and there would be children who would call her the queen mother softly and sweetly, how much resentment and anger should she have?

Why? What changed their lives?

Especially-Yu'er-he was born dead-

Isn't that a living human life?

How innocent! And how sad!

It turned out that as long as the queen of the Han Dynasty lived in the Jiaofang Palace, she would never be able to give birth to children. It's also a beautiful name, and the palace has many sons and many blessings, don't you think it's ridiculous to slip the world?

She remembered that in her previous life, when she had been married to Liu Che for ten years and still had nothing, not to mention others, she herself wondered if it was her own problem.

After she was abolished, she lived in the Changmen Palace to recuperate for a few years, and then when Li Miaoli re-entered the harem and became the first person to be the emperor's favorite, she was pregnant.

At that time, she didn't even have any doubts, she only thought about whether God would treat her well.

But it turned out - it turned out -

Abolishing her is a blessing to her, if she keeps living in the Jiaofang Palace, she will only lose the opportunity to be a mother forever.

Gillian leaned on the pillow under the south window dejectedly, as if the breath that had been blocked in her heart suddenly leaked. Far from making her feel better, this plunged her deeper into despair and anger.

She couldn't lift the slightest strength in her body. Her heart was full of sour anger and annihilation, and she especially wanted to cry.

What was the oath she had made?

wanted to crush the culprit for Yu'er and scatter the ashes, raid the family and exterminate the family, but it turned out to be her own grandfather who contributed to it.

How ridiculous and pathetic this oath is!

She looked out with her eyes unfocused, and the early summer sky was like a clear and clear jewel, and a few clouds were drifting slowly, it was a good weather with light wind and clouds.

When people look up, they only feel that the pure white outline of the blue on their heads is particularly comfortable.

The wind blew in through the open window, and it was warm and made people want to sleep.

The red in the courtyard is already very light, or it is pressed by the contrast of the dark green in the eyes, and people are unconsciously glued to the vibrant green. The air was full of the smell of fresh green leaves, and the eyebrows of the palace people who came and went were full of joy.

Everything was so full of vitality, but Gillian only felt a cold breath soaking through her heart and then spreading all over her body.

She listened to the faint laughter and laughter coming from the wind, and only felt that it was too far away from herself as if it was coming from above the nine heavens.

Maybe she sat too long, and the hall was too quiet. Time seemed to stand still, and she almost had the illusion that she had reached the end of the world.

Gillian leaned on the pillow, thinking of the bitter expectations of the ink-like bitter decoction that she had forced her to drink in order to ask for a son in her previous life, and then thinking of the disheartenness after being deposed in the Nagato Palace when she heard that Wei Zifu gave birth to the emperor's eldest son and was canonized. Among them, what is the hardship and bitterness for outsiders?

What can't be forgotten is that when she finally agreed to Liu Che to start again, she returned to the harem with Li Miaoli, and her temperament was so domineering that she was a side-by-side person. But after hearing the imperial doctor who came to ask for the pulse say the words "Mrs. is happy", he cried like a tearful person.

Even though a child is not the whole meaning of a woman's life, Gillian still can't help but listen to the instinct of motherhood, and she hopes to raise a little life of her own.

The time in her previous life was overwhelming her, and she saw Liu Che's tearful eyes, and she also saw her own tearful eyes.

She tried her best to restrain the trembling around her, and bit her lip desperately to keep herself from crying.

Suddenly, she remembered that in her previous life, after she was pregnant, Liu Che had said with emotion, "It would be better if it was earlier." She thought he was just innocent, but after understanding the past today, Gillian actually had a bold idea: Could Liu Che also vaguely guess the details of Jiaofang Palace?

No matter what she thinks about Liu Che in this life, she seems to know something, since she returned to the palace, she only went around the Jiaofang Hall and never went back, she has been living in the greenhouse hall with Liu Che, and only went to the Qingliang Hall when it was hot in summer.

And recalling the day she just returned to the palace, she was worried about how she could not live in the Jiaofang Palace, and she was immediately relieved when she heard Liu Che take the initiative, so naturally she didn't think much about it.

But now that I think about it, it wasn't right.

He used to live with her, too, and never remembered to go to his own conservatory. It will be hot in the summer, and I will go to the Cool Hall to live for a few days. Why didn't you suddenly let her live in the Jiaofang Palace?

Just to prove to the world that he loves her?

Isn't it enough to be pampered for more than ten years? Isn't it enough to make the harem three thousand decorations?

How could he think of wanting her to never live in the Jiaofang Hall again?

This great possibility melted away most of the coldness in Gillian's heart like the scorching sun in an instant, and she really got too much in this life compared to her previous life.

Since Gillian remembered who she was, she reflected on the rights and wrongs of her previous life countless times.

In the end, she had to say. If it weren't for the strong enough love between her and Liu Che, they wouldn't have been able to survive for a year.

She and him are really both very self-centered people.

He is the emperor who reigns over the world, and the beautiful concubine is nothing more than a pastime for him. Pampering them, like teasing cats and dogs, is a normal thing.

He didn't understand why Gillian, who he really put on the tip of his heart, cared so much about this, obviously these people and even Wei Zifu couldn't shake her.

And Gillian actually doesn't want anything, she doesn't care about anything, as long as Liu Che can be loyal to her, then even if she is a lover or even a young envoy, what is the reason?

She didn't understand why Liu Che kept saying that she cared about her the most, but she could still pamper those beauties who couldn't remember their faces the next day?

Now that I think about it, in their previous lives, they couldn't understand each other, but they were still entangled all their lives.

To put it mildly, if it's not love, then what is?