"Good boy." I hugged it with a happy face.

The girl next to me, the girl next to my sister and son, everyone looked at my mother and smiled.

"Does the little prince have a name?" I asked with concern on my face.

It was originally called Han Li, but now that he recognizes his ancestors and returns to his ancestors, he will definitely not be called this.

"Returning to the girl," the nurse politely bowed, "the little prince has not yet been given a name by His Majesty. ”

？ Is that so

I was a little surprised, I thought that Jing Ze didn't care about Wei Jin, at least his own son still cared.

In the end, I didn't even have a name.

What kind of dog daddy is this?

Thinking so in my heart, my face was still very kind, and I lowered my head and teased the little prince.

With tears in his eyes, he carefully stroked my fingers.

For a moment, my heart hurt as if it had been torn apart suddenly.

If Ruoling's child and I could be born into this world, would it be so cute and innocent?

Thinking that I had planned to kill this innocent child with my own hands, I suddenly didn't know if I could do it.

One accident, I burst into tears.

Not only me, but everyone was shocked.

"What's wrong with the girl?" Wanghe asked first.

I was shocked that I didn't control my emotions.

Immediately, I covered the corners of my eyes and sighed in a natural tone:

"When I saw this child, I thought of my sister who was so miserable. I was so frightened that day, otherwise I should have pleaded for her. If this is the case, the child will not be without his biological mother now. It's all my sin. ”

As I spoke, I cried even harder.

I was already very uncomfortable, but now I have a fair and honest reason, of course I have to cry.

The nurse hurriedly hugged the little prince, and Wanghe also helped me to comfort me in a whisper.

Since I had to do a full set of plays, I wiped my tears and asked Wanghe: "After all, my sister was His Majesty's Mrs. Wei, and now there is a spiritual seat for me to worship?" I wasn't in good health before, and I'd like to see her now. ”

Wanghe replied: "Mrs. Wei was given death by His Majesty for making a mistake, and the tablet is not allowed to enter the concubine's mausoleum, and now the tablet is only placed in her own palace, and it will be moved out of the palace after forty-nine days of memorial." ”

I nodded and looked at Wanghe pleadingly, "Then would you like to take me to see it?" ”

Wanghe was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at Mama An.

Mama An responded: "It's all a trivial matter, but the girl's body is not yet well, don't be too tired." ”

I sighed: "My sister is also a poor person, and all my sister can do now is to put incense on her pillars." ”

Mama An thought about it, and went with Wanghe and a few palace maids to accompany me.

The place where Wei Jin lived before his death was called Ning Xiangyuan.

This name, like a kiln, is quite suitable for her.

I was stunned to put incense on my head, kowtowed, and even knelt for a long time.

The emotions I have been holding back in the past few days also have an outlet to vent, and I cried for a while.

I endured it until it was dark outside, and Wanghe came to persuade me several times, and then I was relieved.

Kneeling made my legs weak, and I had to be supported when I walked.

When I stumbled back to the Mingzheng Palace, I saw a lot of eunuchs outside.

Oh, the joy in my heart, it's not in vain that I acted in an afternoon of plays, and I'm so weak at this time that I can't do it, so that Jing Ze can see it more convincingly.

Wanghe carried me into the Mingzheng Palace.

Izawa is indeed there.

Hearing movement, he stepped out.

When I saw him, I first feigned surprise on my face, and then quickly knelt down.

"I've seen Your Majesty."

Wanghe was very worried, so he couldn't stop me from saluting, so he could only help me and let me kneel slowly.

After all, I had only been kneeling in Ning Xiangyuan for an afternoon, and the road was unstable, so I knelt down again when I came back.

But before I could kneel, Izawa had already come up and helped me up.

"You're not in good shape, don't care about these false courtesies."

Izawa's voice was inaudible, and I didn't look up at him.

My arm was still clenched in his palm, and the warmth seeped through the modest clothes.

Izawa paused, not knowing what he was thinking.

I listened to the people around me retreat, and Jing Ze still supported me and never let go.

After a while, I heard Jing Ze sigh: "You have lost weight." ”

I swallowed my saliva weakly, in fact, I really haven't eaten less for a while, but the miscarriage does hurt my body, maybe I have lost weight.

Seeing that I lowered my head and didn't speak, Izawa lowered his voice and asked me, "Where did you go?" Didn't you ask Mama An to help you move over to recuperate? Why did you run out. ”

"I'll ...... Ning Xiang Yuan. I replied in a whisper, then looked at him timidly.

Jing Ze frowned: "Where to go and what to do?" ”

I pursed my lips and carefully explained, "She, after all, is my sister, and she is also my only relative here. Think about it...... It's a little unbearable. ”

Jing Ze didn't say anything, and I looked up at him again, but his eyes were always thick and couldn't be clear, and I couldn't see his mind clearly.

"I know it's wrong...... I won't go ...... future."

Before Izawa could think of what to say, I quickly shrunk and admitted my mistake, and pulled my arm back by the way.

Isn't it just pretending?

Machismo is the most popular, and I learned a lot of good tricks from my sister to advance and retreat.

Jing Ze didn't say anything in the end, only said: "Let's eat." ”

They just want to pull me along.

Hehe, my legs are still weak, and as soon as I pulled it, I fell down.

Jing Ze was startled, and hurriedly came up and hugged me: "What's the matter?!" ”

There was finally a hint of nervousness in his tone.

My heart relaxed a little, and I pretended to be more confident: "Kneel...... One afternoon, the legs were a little ...... I can't do it. ”

Weak with a little bit of delicate complaints.

Oh my god, I love my green tea!

Izawa took a deep breath, picked me up without answering, and walked directly to the bed.

…… Emmm big brother?

But Jing Ze put me on the bed and called Mama An in.

"Your Majesty." Mama Ann saluted.

"Let's bring dinner here."

Izawa gave a command and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Until the dining table was brought to the side of the bed, the two of them finished eating without saying a word.

My heart began to drum again.

Although Izawa's concern will still show a little from time to time, he really doesn't want to pay much attention to my Yazi.

I don't know if this is Jing Ze let down his guard against me.

After dinner, Jing Ze went out to deal with political affairs by himself.

I sat alone on the bed in the back bedroom to rest, and Wanghe and Zhiqiu were busy going in and out.

When they were done, and after serving me to bathe and wash, they sent me back to bed, and I didn't see the shadow of Jing Ze.

I didn't care, anyway, not long after the miscarriage, no matter how anxious Izawa was, it was impossible for him to touch me at this time.

I've been acting for a day, I'm tired, okay.

Of course, I can rest, and I just slept with him.

In a daze, I heard someone coming.

I'm mentally prepared that this can only be Izawa.

I whimpered softly, rubbed my blurry eyes, and looked half-asleep.

Under the faint shadow of the candle, I saw that the people who came were looking at my Jing Ze intently.

Alas, acting is really tiring.

I quickly "subconsciously" propped myself up and made a look of "oops, I really fell asleep accidentally".

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty. ”

Izawa looked at me, his gaze still deep, and he didn't speak.

"I ...... I'm so sleepy......"

Hey, pretentious!

I cautiously went to look at him, but Izawa was still expressionless, just staring at me without blinking.

I feel a little up and down in my heart, and I can't tell what this b means.

"Your Majesty...... What's wrong...... "I continued to act contrivedly.

Jing Ze's face became more and more heavy, he got straight to the point, and opened his mouth coldly: "I killed Han Ruoling, don't you hate me?" ”

The hairs on my back stood on end, and the pretentious tricks in my mind were disrupted in an instant.

Izawa stared into my eyes, waiting for my answer.

No, I've been stunned for too long.

"Hate ......"

My lips trembled, tears rolling in my eyes.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was acting or whether I was feeling from the heart.

"I do, hate you."

Tears fell, and I drooped my face.

The pain came like a tide in an instant, and it was impossible to resist.

No, Wei Yao, you must resist it!

I bit the tip of my tongue hard, and the pain in my heart made me suddenly wake up from my grief.

I lifted my tearful face and pulled out a sad smile: "I have traveled into this world and have accepted all this that cannot be changed. Now that I'm married and have children, I just want to settle down like this......"

The tears that fall from time to time may be really uncomfortable, but now they can be regarded as real assists.

"You killed my husband and killed my children, leaving me with no way out. How could I not hate you? ”

I shrunk my hands and feet and curled up in a ball, trying to keep the scene in a helpless and sad state.

He talks about hatred, but he shows more grievances.

Three points was enough, I buried my head and sobbed softly.

I don't know how Izawa will react when he hears it.

But my mind was as deep as a well, and I had no other way to appease him than to follow his words honestly.

"Since you hate me," Izawa's voice was still unwarm, "why are you willing to follow me now?" ”

I was a little surprised.

After Ruoling's death, Izawa has always kept a distance from me.

Although I knew his contradictions in my heart, I couldn't let go of Wei Yao, and I didn't trust me, but he never asked me again if I wanted to be his queen.

Now that I suddenly say something like "follow me", it seems that I have suddenly made my intentions clear.

I maintained the most natural reaction, glanced at him in slight surprise, and then wrung my fingers and lowered my head in some embarrassment: "Me is not ...... I just want to live, I'm afraid of dying, and I'll ...... when I die. It's really dead. ”

It doesn't matter if you're incoherent, as long as Izawa understands what I mean.