"Flamboyant, it's better to be a boy, and the concubine depends on how harshly the emperor teaches him." She pursed her lips disdainfully, put the flowers to her mouth and sniffed them, and suddenly, her eyes darkened, "The concubine doesn't want this child to fall into the complexity of the government, whether it is a man or a woman, the concubine doesn't want him to play with the regime, be happy, and live a good life......"

"Well, you're right......" He hugged her tighter, and his bones were almost thinner than hers.

"Wanwan, I will try my best to treat you and the child, and treat you well for the rest of your life......"

"Your Majesty, the concubines will accompany you for the rest of your life, no matter who is around the emperor......"

The emperor, Empress Dowager Lu said that Shujun was also pregnant. The emperor, Shujun has become so strange, and she has completely become the only queen. The emperor, the queen mother was promoted to a concubine and became a beauty. Your Majesty, the concubine knows that the twelve-year-old Shujun must be a fake pregnancy. Your Majesty, don't believe Empress Dowager Lu's one-sided words, this must be a conspiracy.

Your Majesty, where are you, the concubine is about to give birth.

Your Majesty, it's snowing so hard, like a pear blossom, come back soon.

Liu Ying, they are going to kill me and take away the child, at least let me see you again in front of my eyes.

Liu Ying, what kind of expression will you use to face my death in the future, and will you still be such a high-ranking puppet? ……

……

Chang Xi woke up from her dream, she clutched the futon tightly, and her eyes no longer dared to close. It's been so many days, and this is the only time I've seen a scene with Liu Ying in a dream.

Too painful, too horrible.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her stomach began to ache again, and the candles had already burned out in the room she looked at, and it was pitch black.

"Jiang Gongzi?"

There was no response in the room, Chang Xi breathed a sigh of relief, got up and got down, groped to the table, poured a glass of water, swallowed it in one gulp, and broke free from the nightmare a little.

Chang Xi didn't know what time it was, and looked at the sky. She put on a plush cloak and opened the door to get some air.

The Forgotten Dust Pavilion was still quiet, only a few rooms were lit, and Chang Xi's steps were very light, and there was no sound along the corridor.

There were a few creaky sounds from the staircase on the other side, Chang Xi stopped, the sound continued, it was not her footsteps.

Inevitably discovered by others, she leaned against the door and window on one side and looked out, and could vaguely distinguish the figure of a man, he was carrying a lantern, and when the candle flame flickered on the person's face, Chang Xi saw that it was Su Musha.

He was also carrying a basket of things, and he could faintly smell the smell of wine and food. Su Musha's footsteps were steady and fast, and he didn't notice Chang Xi following her at all.

In fact, anyone can see that Su Mu is out of the Forgotten Dust Pavilion when the guests are about to leave, and he is still carrying the food, looking sneaky, definitely tired, who can let Boss Su personally deliver the food at this hour?

Of course, it won't be him who eats it himself.

But in addition to Su Musha, Chang Xi is definitely not a normal person, she walks three steps and two steps, squats for a while and hides for a while, her eyes are like a mouse ghost, if someone thinks of her as a thief who steals things, I am definitely not surprised.

But...... Having said that, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

If Chang Xi is a mouse, then I am a human with a mousetrap behind the mouse.

We lined up in an untidy line, moving towards the backyard of the Forgotten Dust Pavilion at three points and one line, none of which looked like they were doing good deeds.