Grief or not, in fact, there is no meaning, the poor child who died can not be saved has become a fact, but whether this catastrophe is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is not clear to know, but Yu Zhao can clearly know that Chu Zikai is by no means a cold-blooded and cold person, his flesh and blood died for no reason, and he will definitely find out at all costs.

But even if you can find the mastermind behind the scenes, a thousand knives and five horses can't make up for the regret of grieving the loss of a child, in all fairness, parents' love for their children, after all, is the mother who pays more thoroughly.

From the generation of blood in the womb, to the clear feeling of the child's movement in the womb, until his first cry when he saw the day, the mother experienced it with disbelief, joy, apprehension and anticipation, even if they had never met, love had naturally entered the bone marrow.

Chu Zikai obviously understood this truth very well, even though he was also sad in his heart, but he admitted that this pain should be greater than Concubine Ling, so before finding out the matter, he first had to apologize to the child's biological mother.

Yu Zhao has always agreed with the truth expressed in this sentence since he became aware of things, so whenever he sees many things performed by many people in the world, he often tries to compare his heart with his heart first, and then makes a conclusion in his heart.

Although Yu Zhao has never experienced it completely, relying solely on imagination to experience it, it is enough to conclude that the most painful thing in the world is the pain of losing a child.

The poor Concubine Ling in front of her was really a hard-working person regardless of her appearance or bones, she had just wandered around the birth ghost gate, and her hair was soaked by the cold sweat forced by the severe pain, and she was helpless and lonely on that side of the big bed at this time, looking so weak, but she had to be forced to bear the most heart-wrenching sorrow in the world, and she did not have the slightest strength to struggle to get rid of the torture of escaping this ruthless fate.

Perhaps all her strength and tears were exhausted by this sudden sadness, Concubine Ling exposed all the exhaustion in her heart, faded the etiquette that was strictly decorated on the leather surface on weekdays, and lay motionless on her back, looking at the bed tent with dull eyes, as long as she glanced at her demeanor, anyone could clearly feel the despair in her heart.

Hearing the voices of Yu Zhao and Chu Zikai coming in, Concubine Ling was still sluggish, and she didn't turn her head to look, she didn't even roll her eyes, she moved her blood-colored lips, as if she wanted to speak, as soon as she opened her mouth, her tone was filled with a sad whimper, and she asked in a mournful voice:

"Your Majesty, how many days have the concubine married you, how many days and nights have I been looking forward to, today I have not invited, you are finally willing to come to the concubine's mirror flower building, but it is at the expense of your life and the concubine's child in exchange, the concubine is useless, can't keep him, just want to ask for him, when he came, His Majesty did not see joy, and now he is here and left, have you ever been willing to give him half a point of sadness?"

Whoever the heart belongs to in this life is often a foregone conclusion when you see that person, and it is not something that people can control, and the love between men and women is not wishful thinking that can be connected, and it is never a party who loves to seek a result. King Chu Zikai has a big heart, and of course he can accommodate three thousand fandelies in the harem, but he only has one true heart, and he has not reserved it for Yu Zhao in this life.

Therefore, for Concubine Ling and other women who have paid a lot of youth for him, Chu Zikai is indeed a negative person, although he is ashamed, he has no regrets, at this time he is still clear, and what can be given to Concubine Ling can only be full of apologies.

There is only apology, not even love, love is also love mixed in, Chu Zikai's heart is like a mirror, his heart is really outrageous, he can't treat women in the world equally, if he really wants to choose who to disappoint, he can't follow the common sense that the minority obeys the majority, no matter what, the person who is let down by him will definitely not be Yu Zhao.

Then it can only be someone else, no matter how infatuated Concubine Ling is, she has never entered Chu Zikai's heart, and for him, she can only be regarded as someone else, this intention is deeply rooted in his heart and cannot be shaken, Chu Zikai faces it calmly, and deceives himself meaninglessly and hypocritically.

Because of this, Chu Zikai's guilt towards Concubine Ling in his heart has multiplied several times, and what is damaged today is also the flesh and blood of the two of them, both of which are extremely sad, in the face of Concubine Ling's questioning, he does not evade the charge, and after an apology, only by answering in silence can it be regarded as the best response.

The strong bloody atmosphere in the room has not yet dissipated, so drunk that Yu Zhao's heart is depressed, look around, the entire hall is tightly sealed like a cage, so quietly exit the warm hall and walk out, wanting to open some window cracks to breathe.

Unexpectedly, his eyes swept unintentionally, but he caught a glimpse of something next to the machine, and his scalp was numb and his heart trembled. Chu Zikai and Concubine Ling's under-term children, even if they died in a short period of time as soon as they came out, they were also royal nobles, and they should never be like this, they were actually placed on the ground at will, which was shocking.

The child was bruised, and he could perceive it by just looking at it, that it was a poor child who had lost his temperature. Yu Zhao turned his head and looked at Chu Zikai and Concubine Ling, who were silently facing each other, and he was very clear about his identity, understanding that he was an outsider, and consciously pushed away, wanting to stay away from them.

But it was really unbearable to be hostile to the innocent child, Yu Zhao walked over silently, trying to find a few children's clothes, looked around, but did not find it, so he had no choice but to take off the hairpin and draw a curtain, carefully hold the child up from the cold ground, put it on the table, and carefully wrapped him in swaddling clothes.

Probably Concubine Ling was too grieved and didn't have the heart to think about so many levels, Yu Zhao was not the biological mother of this child, not as sad as Concubine Ling, but she could spare her mind to remember for him that Da Chu had always inherited the custom of not knowing whether it was true or false.

According to that custom, as long as people come to the world, if they are reincarnated naked, the next life will be a poor and cold life, Yu Zhao has experienced how uncomfortable it is to be poor and cold, and he is unwilling to inflict this pain on others, and secretly prays for the little guy in his hand, hoping that he has been pitiful in this life, and he will never be able to bear the hardship of life in the next life.

Concubine Ling in the inner hall cried so hard that she lost her strength, Chu Zikai hung her head and stood silently with her for a long time, and suddenly found that Yu Zhao was missing, and hurriedly looked for her, and found her figure when she got out of the screen, and walked quickly, but saw the lifeless child in her hand, her eyes were red, she couldn't take her eyes off it, and hurriedly trembling and reaching out to take it from her hand.

In this comparison, the child is not as big as Chu Zikai's palm, and he looks more and more pitiful, so he can't help but feel sad in his heart, turning into a lament, and after exhaling, he swallowed all the pain in his heart, and said to Concubine Ling in his voice:

"My eldest son died early, for my regret in this life, Concubine Ling and I share the same sorrow, but remember to take care, never lose your ...... because of sadness"